
Holly smiled happily, her homemade pastry that she shared with employees was said to be delicious. Eagerly intending to recreate the same recipe, this time she was confident to put her handmade results in the display cabinet.
Now that Holly is at home in the kitchen of chef Meldy who is very clean and neat, Chef Meldy asked for a kitchen that is separate from Ci Cun and is very concerned about cleanliness and can even be said to be a hygiene maniac. All kinds of light confectionery for four Ci Cun cafes are made here. This handsome chef has three assistants plus a cafe boss who is addicted to learning to make a variety of desserts and small pastries.
"Would you like some more fruit pastry?"
Olly one of Meldy's assistant chefs asked as she looked at chef Meldy. They have strict rules here about the use of cake ingredients and about the type of cake or what snacks will be made today, fruit pastry is not included in the menu today. The mainstay chef had no reaction whatsoever, busy with his work.
"Yes..please prepare the material yes..."
"Yes mom..."
Because there was no refutation from the ruler in this kitchen Olly headed to the storage room to get the materials needed by the boss.
Chef Meldy chuckled, Holly's laughing voice heard.
"Why brother?"
"It's funny you're called mom..."
"That's not really what I like, either, but my in-laws require them..."
"I was also known to you, Ci Cun said she was Holly's mother..."
"Oh yes, but from the beginning Meldy always called me by name..."
"It's not right for me to call you mom. I'm older than you..."
"But I'm the boss here hehehe..."
A joke was thrown by Holly. Since often learn from chef Meldy their relationship becomes like a friend. This chef is quite fun to be a chatter friend, but strangely this guy who is valued by female employees rarely chat with anyone even the same barista guy or other male employees, he said, pretty familiar, but he doesn't seem very friendly.
"But you are not fit to be called mother, fit to be called..."
Meldy stopped at the end of the sentence, and again her little smile appeared.
"What did you call brother?"
Holly was curious because Meldy didn't continue the sentence.
"Sweety, baby..."
Meldy answered very slowly like a fumigation only but could be caught Holly's ear because they were quite close.
"Hehehe.. My husband calls me baby..."
Holly's away. He often catches something behind the sentence Meldy throws, something that is quite disturbing his heart, even though only limited to vague sentences but Holly can read the look of Meldy's eyes on him.
"Sister. mmm. I cape, next time I study again..."
Holly leaves Chef Meldy's kitchen, stops by for a moment in the storage room to tell Olly she's off for fruit pastry. Meldy's eyes follow Holly with a wry heart, otherwise the wife of the person might be different. He knew every time he slipped a word or sentence that led to a feeling, though very vague, the little girl immediately avoided.
"He's very sensitive..."
Meldy kissing. Chef Meldy returned to his basic attitude pattern, silent and calm and inclined to be cold, focused on doing his job.
In her room Holly lay face down at the table, contemplating her later life, especially thinking about her husband. Her husband is still friendly, hasn't changed actually. But the intensity of their encounters has been reduced since Holly brought her own car into her activities. If Tenry had time to eat lunch at the cafe, otherwise they would only meet at home at night. Holly is the one who changed, but her change may not have an effect on her husband, no question has ever been said.
His phone rang, a notification from the green messaging app, lots of messages in his college friends group, he was lazy to open it, and there was a message from Brill. Holly weighed in to read it, curious as well because since she married Brill did not want to say hello again, their last conversation was on her wedding night.
Holly finally reads wa from Brill, an invitation for her and Tenry for Brill's birthday. A long sigh escaped from his mouth, Brill recalled sending out an invitation hopefully a sign he had moved on.
Holly looked down again on the table with a grievous heart, there were three men besides Hanie who were sweet to her with the same look of eyes for her, one of whom had become a husband. His mind was bright, what men were just being sweet and understanding when pdkt then soaan then dating, still affectionate but difficult to understand and difficult to understand her feelings and desires, because that's how her husband is now.
Tears became her best friend later, becoming a way to calm herself of all her sadness. It turns out that being Tenry's wife is not as beautiful as wishful thinking. Staring at his phone, so miss and want to call mama finally. Holly's looking for her number...
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"Holly?"
"Yes ma.... Mama is healthy?"
"Healthy son..."
"What about oma?"
"They're healthy too. Mama miss you son..."
As Holly soared to hear her mother's statement, first hearing about a mother's miss for her made her heart suddenly cool, the same pleasure to mix the longing for mama soon spread to close the sad holes in her heart. He rarely calls because he is used to not holding a cell phone, but calling mama is now a consolation for him. Tears wet his cheeks.
"Wanna come visit, son?"
"Well, you've been here a long time... Holly's the same Koko's busy, ma..."
"Our house has been sold, mama has nowhere else to go..."
"To the house of Herlina or Helny dong ma..."
"Mom don't bother them..."
"When you stay or hotel if so. Holly payin..."
"Hehehe, you can pay yourself, too, son. but you want Holly who comes here often..."
"Let's Holly try Koko's permission..."
"Oma-opa wants a wedding in two months..."
"Oh.. if only Holly went there..."
"Yes.. up to you, want to come now is also even good, but for the event oma opa later come the same Tenry yes..."
"Eh. yeah..."
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The conversation flowed between the mother and son who were both longing, approximately half an hour and only stopped when someone barged in...
"Darling..."
Holly turned her head, the husband appeared and immediately approached the seat where his wife was sitting.
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"Ma.. already yes... there is Koko, want to eat maybe..."
"You, too, son, are healthy always..."
"Greetings to opa oma yes..."
"Yes... "
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Holly put down her phone and dried her wet cheeks, had confided a little with the mother so it became melow. She stood up to want to go out of the room to prepare a meal for her husband but was immediately intercepted by the husband as he passed through his body sitting at a large table that was everyday Holly's work desk.
"Where are you going?"
"You go to the kitchen, Koko eats it as usual, right?"
"We eat out, right? Bored Koko same cafe menu..."
"Here aja... Lingling lazy out..."
"Babies..."
It's a repeated rejection of Holly every time she's invited out. Tenry clutched his wife's body.
"Darling.see Koko..."
Holly looked at Tenry for a moment and then tried to release her body from the embrace.
"Please Ko...Lingling wants to grab a drink..."
"Shut up..."
One hand Tenry lifted the wife's face, dried the remaining tears, then gently kissed her two eyes, only to realize now that she was always evading for many reasons whenever she wanted intimacy.
Immediately a chat with Yongky flashed across his head, about his wife's unusual demeanor suggesting something was hidden, and Tenry was encouraged to speak from heart to heart.
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