
"Mas, don't be weird it's still morning."
"There's nothing strange, after all, it's natural that a couple would do that in the morning."
Sraya sighed, igin she refused Akram's invitation, but she remembered one post on social media, that a wife would sin if she refused her husband's invitation.
Akram laughs at Sraya's resigned face - then he laughs crisply. Intentionally he seduced his wife, although he really wanted Sraya, but after seeing the busyness of Sraya in the morning, he so did not have the heart especially this afternoon they will need energy to arrange the caffe.
Ten minutes had passed, but Amel had not yet joined Akram and Sraya for breakfast. Not wanting to waste time, the couple decided to have breakfast first.
Amel came out of his room while Akram was getting ready to go to the cafe. It turned out that the girl was neat by wearing tight jeans model high waist and a top blouse crop top featuring the skin of her body.
"The same mother had breakfast" asked Amel.
"We've had breakfast, Mel, haven't you been long? we're ready to go to the cafe."
"Mbak and Mas first, Amel breakfast first. Not to mention Amel's hair is still wet so it should be cold for a while."
"Yes, if so, then you will use a taxi. Address later, Mas. Sherlock's."
"Ready, Mas. Amel will definitely follow there."
"Yes, Ma'am, wait in the cafe, Mel, we're leaving first." Sraya pushes Sagara's stroller, and Akram brings a bag containing children's belongings from Nastiti, they go to a special parking lot of apartment dwellers and immediately drive his car to Caffe that morning.
"Mas, we buy food ingredients for the test through online aja yes, let us send a courier to save time."
"May, order through our subscription market, right."
"Yes, Mom, I'm mesen from there."
So far if Sraya does not have time to buy direct food or other kitchen needs, Sraya always orders through an online application.
Akram's car was seen entering the Caffe parking lot seven times a meter wide. A security guard greeted the arrival of Akram and Sraya. "Morning, Mr. Akram, Ms. Sraya."
"Morning, Mr Marto, how was last night safe? ask Akram.
"Thank God be safe, sir. Let me help nurunin stuff." Mr. Marto the man was approximately forty-five years old, swiftly helping Akram to bring down the items he and Sraya bought yesterday in the mall.
Akram and Mr. Marto carefully, move each cardboard from the trunk of Akram's car, into the Cafe. Especially the cardboard containing glassware.
"Thank you, Mr. Marto, has been helped" said Sraya.
"Together, ma'am, do not hesitate if there is anything, call me in front," replied Marto sincerely.
"Sir Marto has breakfast?"
"No, ma'am, this is later I want to order rice sitting in a cafe.
Sraya took out a wallet from his bag, and gave Mr. Marto a hundred thousand rupiah worth of bills. "It's, sir, to buy breakfast and coffee to get the spirit."
Mr. Marto had refused but Sraya still forced. "Take it, sir, windfall is not good if rejected," said Akram mediate.
"Together, Mr. Marto."
After twenty minutes, a courier delivered the groceries that Sraya had ordered. After paying a sum of money in accordance with the total groceries, Sraya immediately compiled the ingredients and prepared cooking utensils in the kitchen.
The hour hand hanging near the entrance of the kitchen indicates ten o'clock less than twenty minutes. A girl who had an appointment with Sraya and Akram arrived that morning.
Labiqa looks simple, he wears a white over size shirt and long jeans, and sneakers that match the color of his shirt.
"Assalamualaikum excuse me" said Labika who stood in the doorway.
Akram, who was sitting on one of the dining area couches, was visibly focused with the macbook in his hand, immediately raised his head and looked towards the source of the sound.
"Waalaikumsalam please come in, Labiqa."
Before entering, Labiqa took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, in his heart he prayed for smoothness and luck so that he could work in the cafe owned by Akram and Sraya.
"Morning, Mr Akram, am I late?"
I saw his watch. "No, there's about twenty minutes left before the test starts."
"Ah .. Thank goodness that's it, sir."
"Did you bring the cover letter, Biqa?"
"I brought you one, sir, along with your diploma, SKCK, and other letters." Labiqa immediately took out a brown map from her backpack, then gave it to Akram.
"Everything's on that map, sir, please check it out."
"Please sit down, Biqa."
"Yes, sir, thank you." Labika sat her butt on the soft sofa opposite Akram, while Akram opened the contents of the map containing Labiqa's personal data and read each sheet carefully, in his diploma both academic and practical, Labiqa gets high marks.
Familiar with someone who was not too fixated on values, decided to interview Labiqa right then and there. For Akram value is just a number, far from that Akram is more concerned with attitude, work experience, skills, creativity and also team work.
A few questions were asked by Akram, and Labiqa answered very well. He also told me about himself and his work experience.
Sraya noticed it behind the cashier's desk, while putting Sagara who had woken up because of thirst. The same with Akram-Sraya is also satisfied with every answer from Labika.
"OK, Biqa. Please drink the water first, after this we immediately test aja, how are you ready?" ask Akram.
"Already, Sir. I am ready" replied Labiqa steadily.
Akram got up from his seat. "I stayed inside first huh, Biqa. You rest first."
"Yes, sir, please."
Labiqa once again breathed a sigh of relief, as she was sure that she had answered Akram's question well. As he opened the lid of the mineral bottle and gulped down its contents, a woman of her age came to greet. The woman looks quite sexy because the clothes she wears are very showing the shape of the curves of the girl's body.
"Hi .. Who are you? where is Mba Sraya mas Akramnya?"