
The next day, as usual, Zee only spent his time just working. Even though it's Sunday, it doesn't make Zee want to take his day off. Actually, every week certainly can be a work holiday, but Zee does not take his day off, he will have a work holiday if there is an urgent need.
Currently Zee is washing dishes, glasses and other equipment. Zee deftly washed all the dirty utensils, after everything was done, Zee came out of the kitchen and would enter again if the laundry had started to pile up. Zee delivers drinks to customers at table number two, finished delivering drinks, Zee stands near the hole where food and drinks come out of the kitchen, while waiting for food and drinks to come out, Zee wiped the wet spoon to dry.
"Zee...." Call the cafe manager named Mr. Dito.
"Yes, sir." said Zee then approached Mr. Dito who was standing next to the cashier.
"What's wrong?" Asked Zee who was already standing in front of Mr. Dito.
"Can you bring a bike?"
"Could Sir. Why is that, sir?"
"If so you deliver this delivery order to this address. Mr. Dadang today did not enter work because of illness, while the Anwar again delivered to another address," said Mr. Dito while handing over a piece of address to Zee.
"Alright, sir," Zee replied nodding.
Zee rode a motorcycle and headed to the address. About twenty minutes later, Zee arrives at a mansion and Zee stands in front of a fence.
"Excuse me..." Zee shouted towards the guard post.
Suroto out of the security guard post. " Yes, find who?"
"This, Sir. I delivered the order to this address, on behalf of Aisyah," replied Zee.
"Oh, wait. I opened the fence." Then Suroto immediately opened the fence and told Zee to come in.
Zee is escorted by Suroto and tells her to wait in front. Suroto went in to tell Aisyah that her order had come.
While waiting, Zee widened his gaze to look around the house. And someone came out of the house, who else if not Ayesha who did order food.
Zee commented a smile to Aisyah, while remembering the female figure before her.
I've seen it before, but where?. Inner Zee while remembering it.
"This is my message, yes, from Cafe Heaven."
"Yes, right," said Zee.
Zee also gave Aisyah an order, then Aisyah paid for the order, and after that Zee left. But in the middle of the road, suddenly the motorcycle tire deflated.
"Yes... Deflated again," complained Zee, then looked to the right and left, looking for a tire patch. "There's no more tire patches here. Forced then! Gotta push the motor."
Forced Zee to push the bike, about fifteen minutes Zee pushed. Zee stopped pushing his bike because he was tired. Sweat poured from his forehead, quite tired also Zee pushed the motor.
Marshall, who was picked up by his friend, saw Zee standing while wiping his sweat.
That wasn't it, Zee? Why is he standing there?
The car driven by Byan passed Zee who stood beside the motor.
"Yin... Yan! Stop, Yan," Marshall's pint as he patted Byan's thigh. Byan stopped his car on the shoulder.
"What's up, Shall?" Byan said confused because Marshall suddenly asked to stop his car.
Without answering Byan's question, Marshall hurriedly opened the door and stepped quickly toward Zee, who was now pushing back on his bike.
"Zee...." Marshall called his name.
Zee scrunched his forehead seeing Marshall in front of him.
"Why motor?" Ask Marshall.
"The bike is deflated" replied Zee. " O yes, you know what? The tire patch in the area."
"Know, maybe about two hundred new meters there's a tire patcher." Said Marshall.
"Eh, no! I don't want to trouble you" said Zee, who Marshall did not want to help.
"No papa, just relax."
Byan gets out of the car and sees Marshall instead helping Zee push the bike.
"Shall, what are you doing helping that girl! Cepetan enter, not we have to practice," exclaimed Byan.
"You go first, I'll go to the room" Marshall said.
"Yes, I'm waiting for you there" said Byan, then got into the car and left Marshall.
"If you have any business, why do you help me," Zee always felt bad for letting Marshall help her.
"Can later. You just calm down, besides I can't bear to see you pushing the bike while the tire patch is still quite far away" concluded Marshall.
Eventually the two reached the tire patch, and the tire patchwork happened to not be too crowded, so Zee did not wait too long for the motorcycle tire in the patch.
"You didn't leave right away, instead of you having a workout and my tyre is also being patched up" Zee said, as Marshall was still faithfully waiting for his motorcycle tyre on the patch.
"You don't like it when I wait for your bike to finish on the patch,"
"Not... That's not. I'm not good with your friend, surely your friend is waiting for your arrival," said Zee.
"No papa, my friends won't be angry. You take it easy, anyways this is my wish."
Finally the motorcycle tire is finished in the patch. When Zee will pay for the tire patch. Marshall first took out the money and paid for the tire patch.
"Eh! No, let me just pay." Tukas Zee's.
"No papa," he answered casually.
"Stay...."
"Not much talk."
Zee is getting unwell, because Marshall has helped him from pushing the bike to pay.
"Again, thank you" said Zee.
"Yes...."
"When I go first, it's not good for my manager. It's been too long since I've been away delivering orders." Zee is wearing his helmet.
Marshall nodded and let Zee go. Actually Zee wanted to take Marshall as an expression of his gratitude, but circumstances that made him unable to deliver him to his destination.
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After the incident, Marshall is convinced that Zee will want to be his friend. It's hard to get close to the girl, doesn't mean Marshall likes Zee. It's pure that Marshall just wants to be friends with him.
Marshall is in his class. Zee came and sat on his stool. Zee took out a stock box whose lid color is green. Zee poked Marshall's back.
"What?" Ask Marshall who is now changing his sitting position facing to the side.
"Here, I made you a gift as a thank you to me because you helped me yesterday" said Zee, sliding the box near Marshall.
"I sincerely helped you, but I received provisions from you. Thank you, yeah...." Sahut Marshall while lifting the box.
"Yes, you're welcome."