Secret Baby Girl's
Complainant

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After shopping, David invited his small family to a fancy restaurant to eat lunch. Maura who had been whining about hunger was now eating her food with greed. Even the little boy almost spent 2 servings of lunch to make Hanna herself shake.

"Honey, if Maura is full of food already yes," persuaded Hanna to the princess who was still greedy to eat seafood in front of her.

"Every myh..." Nod her still with a voracious bite of a jumbo-sized lobster piece in her hand.

"Maura isn't full? That Maura's gone 2 plates..." Hanna shuddered in horror staring at the empty plate of leftover pasta and a plate of seafood that was almost devoured by the princess.

"Bellum myh, Molla mashih lapall-lapall. Shoal na, wallung na pullit sheukalli. Masha tuma kashih said to mamam na, Molla is na mashih lapall-lapall tellush," complained Maura to the restaurant who was so calculated in serving his food.

In fact, for the size of a western restaurant, the five-star restaurant is a restaurant with the best waiters with flagship menus that always manage to spoil the tongue of its customers.

Just say the food is too good to make the little girl greedy.

"Shhuttt, baby... I can't talk about dong. Later if it sounds like who has how..." Hanna's eyes turned left. Afraid that one of the restaurant employees or even the restaurant officials heard the babbling of his daughter.

"It's okay, baby. What Maura said is also true. The restaurant is too calculated. Look, you're still hungry with just one of these super-thin steaks" David pointed to olive wagyu on his plate a little upset. At a price of 10 million per serving, the meat steak even looks very thin.

Unexpectedly, a restaurant manager is now approaching their whereabouts.

"Good afternoon sir," the enthusiastic manager also seemed a little nervous as he greeted his customers. Bizarrely.

"Can I help you?"

"You're the manager here, right?" Guess David who was immediately nodded to the manager.

"Oh yeah, you happen to be here. You see all the food on my desk? Portions are too few. Look, this steak is too thin. This one is like cat food. Too few. Even if eaten it may only reach the esophagus. And one more thing, you've made my daughter unsatisfied, she can't be full with just your cat's food" said David without a heart. The customers looked at him question mark. They do not eat in private rooms, but rather in ordinary places enjoy the role of "ordinary customers".

Hanna sighed deeply, because too unfortunately with the princess, her husband even complained only because the princess was not satisfied with the portion of her food.

"Yes uncle, this is pashta na sheudikit sheukalli, so Molla mamam shiput again deh. Later sometime, uncle eundak bolleh peullit-peullit again well. Beshti na Molla. Peullit, kubullan and shumpit, uncle. Ihhh, ngulli.." said Maura to comment. Making Hanna pat the eel, again the little princess studied with her besti which will certainly issue words absurd and weird.

"I'm sorry, for the complaints from my husband and daughter. But honestly the food was very good, so we enjoyed it a lot" Hanna exclaimed staring unwell at the manager.

"It's okay, madam. Soon we will correct the complaints of ladies and gentlemen. Sorry for the inconvenience... ."

After the restaurant manager left, Hanna now turned to look at her husband with an annoyed look.

"Mas can't do that dong, it's not as good as the manager earlier. They may only perform their duties from superiors. If indeed the portion is too little blame the stomach of the mas is too greedy or the same owner as well," his curse does not understand the way of David's mind.

Eating at a restaurant in Warteg is different. In western restaurants the food portion is small, but elite. In contrast to in warteg that will always make us full of portions that are sometimes inhuman.

"Must complain to yourself?"

"Hahhh" Hanna frowned not understanding. "what do you mean?"

"You said you had to complain to the owner, right?"

"I mean mas-" Hanna smothered her mouth. Jolted in disbelief if the restaurant might be one of the assets owned by the husband.

"It's got a mas?" His apparent touch was only countered by David.

Duh Hanna's... Your husband's assets you don't know. Is it because so many businesses that David engages to make you not understand one by one your husband's business?

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Annyeong Chingu

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