Rough Hand My Husband
Chapters 19. Meet with Mark.

""After the rain, the rainbow will shine with a luminescence of its beautiful color.

Will the song of the heart beat again, after a long drought, the shoots of hope?"

The tall man, with his athletic body, was named Mark! The skin is tanned, because often exposed to ultraviolet light it is a contractor who has a name in this city.

Her handsome face framed by thin bewok adds to the charm of her appearance. He is still three admissions. Ten years ago he was left for good by the wife he loved so much. An accident that took his wife's life.

The grief enveloped Mark's heart so deeply. Although ten years have passed, Mark has not ended his youth.

His heart was still deeply grieved, even though many women were trying to tease him. However, Mark's heart was as cold as snow. Mark is more focused on working and caring for his only daughter who is now twelve years old.

But her encounter with Laura, the owner of the diner, had already rattled her heart. Moreover, his longing for his wife was slightly treated. Because of the taste of the cuisine that was served in the restaurant, it reminded him of his wife.

"What message do you want, Om?" ask the waiter to approach Mark's desk. Nita the waiter recorded the name of Mark's menu of choice.

"Menu as usual. Mom any?" mark's head dizzy looking for the figure of Laura, who is usually at the cashier table and has become a habit of also intervening to serve customers.

"Mom picked Bobby up again, went to school Om." the waiter told Mark. Mark was a bit disappointed that today did not meet Laura.

"What do you need with mom, Om? Let me tell you later," said Nita was worried. Afraid, if Mark would complain about their service.

Because these few days, new customers often come to stop by their restaurants. I even like to tip them.

"It's okay. Just surprised, because it is usually always here," said Mark somewhat blushed. Because she realized she was too smart about Laura.

"Oh, Kirain Om wants to complain about our service."

"No, it's nice to eat here. The menu fits perfectly with the tongue of Om." Praise Mark sincerely. Making a smile on Nita's lips expands.

From the very beginning of the first time their customer came, Nita could already feel that their guest seemed to have special attention to Laura, their boss.

Nita often caught her staring at Laura intensely but Laura behaved as if there was nothing.

"Oh, yes, meet me Mark," Mark said his name in courtesy.

"I'm Nita, Om." Nita replied in a friendly manner anyway. Good, if there are regular customers for the restaurant where he works.

Nita is very hopeful too, if this restaurant goes smoothly so she can keep working. Laura's mother was gentle and very attentive to them.

As the backbone of her family, Nita feels very lucky to be working in a managed restaurant, Laura.

"Eh, that's mom already coming," exclaimed Nita as she saw Laura parked her bike in front of the shophouse.

Mark smiled when he saw Laura. For a moment the eyes of both of them were together. Laura smiled kindly, because she knew Mark was a customer in her restaurant.

It is only natural that he is friendly to their customers.

"Good day, ma'am," said Nita as Laura passed by her side. Laura nodded her head then rushed into the kitchen.

Since Nita had finished serving the menu at the table, Mark, she followed Laura's steps into the kitchen.

"Mom, that Om asked, mother."

"What's he saying." Laura's brows frowned at Nita's report.

"Non't say anything anyway, just mom why don't there.That's all right."

"Oh, Kirain doesn't like the menu, mother," said Laura.

"Sir, Mum. But Nita was astonished as well. Tumben Om Mark asked Mother.before mother came his face was rather grim. But as soon as mom gets home, she's cheerful and devours her food."

"Ah, Mommy. I don't believe in Nita.

That Om Mark seems to like you?"

"Oh, so his name's Mark, yeah. Don't even have a crush, Nita. The proof, it's a mutual acquaintance, Nita." Laura flirted back, Nita.

"Mothers. Cook the hell, Om Mark glanced, Nita. Nita doesn't want ah, so sugar daddy." buy Nita. Laura's laughter grew loose seeing Nita's reaction when teased.

"Why not? What if he is a rich man. Nita does not need to be tired of working anymore. Funny, right?"

"Not fun, Mom. If there is no love. Same with lying. But if there is no money is also not fun." said Nita again.

"Eh, it's fun to talk, Mom. No, someone's coming." Nita rushed forward. Laura just shook her head to see the act, Nita.

Nita just graduated high school, because of the absence of fees for college, forced her to work first. Helping her parents, because her sisters need school fees.

Laura likes to see Nita's playful attitude. Diligent is also a bit chatty, according to him. But smart to take heart. Not for pleasantries, but his son is good at familiarizing himself with it. Speaking of ceplas-ceplos as is and sincere.

Laura was not surprised, if Nita dared to talk about Mark to her. The man of their customer who she thinks has a crush on her. Sweet Gadiis who according to him still stinks of kencur, talk about romance to him.

Laura tried to peek out from behind the curtain, what Nita was doing up ahead.

Oh my god, that kid! How could he be that familiar talking to Mark. Their laughter broke, I don't know what they were talking about. Watch out if you talk about him. No jewel you later, Nita. Laura bathed in gemes in heart.

Suddenly Nita turned around, seeming to be about to pick up something or want there to be a need with her.

Laura turned around, also from behind the curtain. I feel like I've been caught doing something. Uh, I'm shaking like this. Don't be tacky, ah! Laura's inner cheer again.

"Mom, Om Mark has rice wrapped in one, he says to his daughter."

"Kok is just for his daughter. Same wife, huh?" ask Laura just as long as. But it made Nita laugh.

"No, Mom. Um Mark, it's a widower."

"Eh, Nita, I can tell if Mark is a widower, really you." Laura's muscles looked at Nita. Laura doesn't want Nita to be too presumptuous to pry into the privacy of their customers.

"Yes, no, Mom. Where Nita dare. Mark himself said it. He said his wife died in an accident ten years ago. Poor, isn't it, Mom?"

"Yes, already. Don't talk about Mark anymore. Gih, take care of the cutlery. I'll wrap the rice. Was shampooed what the side dishes were."

"Said Mark, ma'am. Just for the vegetables are separated."

Laura wrapped the rice as it was called, Nita. When paying for his order, Mark invited Laura to meet.

"How much is my total order, ma'am?" mark said, in front of the cashier's desk. Laura calculates the numbers and mentions the total price of the food ordered.

"Eh, what should I call mom, yeah. My name is Mark!"

"I, Laura" said Laura, giving her change, Mark.

"Name good," said Mark smiling sweetly.

"Thank you, sir. Because it has become our customer." said Laura mannered.

"Either. It's nice to stop by here, because the menu fits perfectly with my tongue. Surely it's even more fun to be acquainted with, Mother Laura."

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