Ryanthi: Sweet Cake, Bitter Reality
First Order

The sound of the mixer continued to flow from inside the kitchen of the cake shop. Arumi stood up while watching the object spin as he mixed all the ingredients to form a desired dough.

Today, he is helping Ryanthi to complete a large order that goes into their store.

A few moments later, Arumi turned off the object and pulled out the thick dough. He painstakingly inserted it into the baking sheet.

Ryanthi helps him with her spirit. Sometimes he also gave directions to the young girl. Teamwork that looks so fun between a mother and her daughter.

Arumi seemed to enjoy the activity at that time. His face looked serious despite occasionally smiling sweetly.

"Darling!" call Ryanthi slowly.

Arumi also looked.

"Bring this forward and set it inside the storefront!" Ryanthi thrusts a croissant baking dish at Arumi. Arumi nodded as well.

"The neat word!" ryanthi.

"okay!" arumi replied as she walked out of the kitchen.

There are two employees who are busy serving customers who have come since the store began to open.

Usually, there are four employees in the store. However, two employees today have permission not to enter. Therefore, Arumi was happy to help the mother there.

Arumi with carefree hair and a black apron chef attached to her body. He already looks like a professional.

The girl who likes the casual look, today looks so sweet even though she only wears a white press body shirt combined with her midi skirt ruffle plaid.

He was also busy compiling the croissant neatly, in accordance with Ryanthi's orders.

Arumi was very careful in her work. Moreover, this was the first day he helped the mother there.

"Excuse me, Miss ..." came a greeting from behind him. Arumi immediately looked over.

He was surprised to see someone standing behind him.

Arumi felt her heart suddenly stop beating. His voice was stuck in his throat. He could say nothing but move his lips like a confused person. Somehow because suddenly Moedya was there.

"Why is he here?" arumi muttered in his heart. "Ah .. This is a cake shop, anyone can come here" he thought again.

Again, Arumi thought stupid like when they met yesterday at the supermarket.

"Hi ... Moemoe," greeted Arumi warmly with a sweet smile that glistened beautifully on her lips in joyful orange.

Moedya smiled. "Hi ... Are you here? You also still remember my name apparently," joked Moedya with his typical seductive smile.

Arumi smiled widely and increasingly showed a pair of dimples on her cheeks. He then nodded. "Is there anything I can help you with?" Arumi is like an exemplary employee who is serving a customer.

"Um .. Can I order a tart here?" ask Moedya. "I got this store recommendation from a friend" Moedya explained.

Arumi. "Yes, of course. For when?" ask Arumi.

"Tomorrow. Noon or afternoon is no problem" answered Moedya with a speech style that looks so calm.

"Okay" replied Arumi. "Wait a minute. We have some examples that you can choose from" Arumi said.

He then took Moedya to the cashier table, where there was a catalog of various cakes sold in the store.

Moedya also opened the sheet by sheet catalog. He looked through all the examples of tarts that he would later order.

"This is it!" Moedya pointed to one of the models of tarts that were attractive to her.

Arumi saw it too. "Oh .. okay!" the answer. "So ... You want what base cake? Blackforest or ...." Arumi did not have time to continue his words, as immediately Moedya interrupted his words.

"As far as you are" he said. "It's you who made it, right?" moedya asked with a fixed gaze on Arumi.

"Hmm .. can," replied Arumi slowly. He felt uneasy because of Moedya's gaze which continued to be fixed on him. He also shifted his gaze in all directions.

"Good, then .. you can choose the most delicious for me" replied Moedya.

Arumi smile. A moment later he woke up. "Oh yes, please write here the words ..." again Arumi had not had time to continue his words, Moedya had first grabbed the small paper and started writing. He then handed the paper to Arumi who was watching him.

"This. I hope you can read my writing," joked Moedya.

Arumi looked at the little note. He also smiled crisply. A moment later, however, he licked his lips. "For the most beautiful woman. I love you," Arumi read the note.

"Yes, just like that," Moedya nodded. It just confirmed what Arumi had read just now.

Moedya just smiled knot. "So ... do I have to pay now or how?" tanyakanya.

"DP is half as good as it can be" replied Arumi. He then went into the cashier's desk area and took the payment bonds.

Moedya also gave up some money as DP. After that, Arumi recorded it.

"On behalf?" asked Arumi while preparing to take notes.

"Moedya only," replied the man in the black t-shirt.

"Number phone?" ask Arumi again.

"Just write your name and phone number there, let me call you later!" seduceda Moedya with her calm demeanor. He began to use his 'hunter' instinct'.

Arumi played the ballpoint pen he was holding. He knew that the man in front of him had already begun to dare to tease him.

"Call this store's phone number only!" arumi replied after she was silent for a moment. He began to put on the face of his judges.

An overly friendly attitude, it turns out to be a boomerang if addressed to a man like the one in front of him.

"Please sign here!" Arumi handed the paper and the ballpoint pen to Moedya. The man also complied.

"Please bring this evidence sign tomorrow when you take your order here!" said Arumi again with a more flat facial expression.

Moedya grabbed the piece of paper and put it in her wallet. His gaze was still fixed on Arumi who suddenly changed her attitude towards him.

"So ... What time tomorrow can I take my order?" ask the man with the tattoo bearing the name of a woman on his wrist.

Arumi is sure if the tart cake will definitely give Moedya, to the woman whose name is immortalized as a tattoo on the body part of the man.

"We're closing at five in the afternoon. So ... Come before that!" reply Arumi. He tried to avoid eye contact with the man.

"OK," Moedya replied calmly.

"Thank you for the order" Arumi said with a forced smile.

Moedya smiled calmly as she nodded. "Till tomorrow" he said. He passed from in front of Arumi, and came out of the cake shop with his steps that looked so handsome.

Arumi silently watched her from within. He continued to glare at the man who was now wearing his helmet and leather jacket. Even up to Moedya riding his retron bike and really go from there.

"Basic basket-eye!" arumi sighed softly. He also made a short complaint. A moment later, he returned to the kitchen and approached Ryanthi who looked very busy with some baking pans that he would put in the large oven.

"There's a one-tart order for tomorrow afternoon" Arumi reported still with her flat face.

"You mean?" ask Ryanthi. He stared fixedly at Arumi with a face of astonishment.

"Tomorrow we must finish the seven hundred and fifty snack box, dear!" ryanthi.

Arumi stunned. He just remembered it. "Oh .. Oh my God! I completely forgot" said Arumi. He patted his own forehead.

"Mom only has four employees here. Two people are getting sick. So ... do it yourself!" ryanthi with a smile.

Arumi remained silent. He thought for a moment. "That means .. I can't help you with your snack box order" Arumi said.

Ryanthi approached her youngest daughter. He then held Arumi's hand. With an excited smile, he said, "Work from now on! It's time to make something ..." he said.

Arumi smiled broadly. "Yes. It's just a tart" said Arumi. He tried to convince himself.

Arumid. Although in fact he is a graduate from a famous culinary school abroad, but this is the first order for him. It's a new thing and to be honest he's very nervous.

During this time he has been training often and continues to practice. But, it turns out that it feels different when he has to make something for someone else in the name of a "order".

"Give me all your abilities, honey!" Ryanthi is still with great encouragement for her beloved princess.

"Pull a deep breath and exhale slowly! Calm yourself! Suppose that you are in a field today, with the sound of waves and a calm breeze, at a beautiful twilight," Ryanthi whispered tranquilizing words, saying, which had always been a medicine for him when he felt anxious.

He held both Arumi's arms gently. "Mom was just as nervous as you were back then. When suddenly ... I have to replace your grandmother to handle all orders. I think Mom wants to cry. That's a very exhausting thing. But ... all paid off, as they smiled happily while enjoying every bite of something that Mother had produced with this hand."

"You know what, honey? That's real satisfaction. More than the nominal value we produce. Happiness in itself when we can see others, so appreciate our efforts with an extraordinary appreciation. You'll feel that later. In a moment," Ryanthi ended her words with a soft laugh. He also resumed his work.

Arumi looked at the mother. This is what makes her so admire the woman who is still loyal to her midi dress. It is not wrong if a man like Adrian, is so desperately struggling to maintain his love for the woman.

Arumi hopes that she can be as great as her mother, with the strong love of a wonderful man. That doesn't make him feel sick and overwhelmed.

Is it a desire that is too great? It must have been like the father saying, "I don't like complicated love stories."