Sweet Cake Memories
Meeting at Bus Terminal

...Chapters 1...

...Meeting at Bus Terminal...

During the day the sun was very hot, after Rizal finished his lecture he came home from the campus, then he rushed away to shelter at the usual stop to wait for the destination bus to go home.

Shortly after 3 minutes the bus he was waiting for finally arrived. He got up and sat in the back seat and then threw his head into the bus seat. Before long she fell asleep, and in her dreams Rizal met her father who forced her to go home and get married. However, Rizal refused, causing his father in his dream to die of heart disease.

"Ayaaaah.." he shouted, he woke up instantly startled along with the stop of the bus. The other passengers were shocked by the sound of Rizal's scream. They looked towards Rizal. He was shocked and embarrassed because many people were staring at him,

"Ma-maaf hee_" he chuckled, ostensibly scratching his back head and shaking his head to every passenger there. He got off the bus and went to the toilet terminal to wash his face to get rid of his sleepiness.

But Rizal had trouble getting down to have to crammed with small traders on the bus, one by one they came in and offered his merchandise.

"Drink mas..mbak?" offer the seller the drink to the passengers. Rizal refuses because he just wants to get off the bus. Because the road was in a hurry until finally he accidentally hit a trader who was passing the bus Rizal was riding there. Until it was a collision

Braaaakk

Rizal fell along with the seller of the cake, and at that time all the red-covered merchandise was also damaged due to Rizal's own defeat.

"Yaa ombuuun how the hell is maas? why the road does not look around, just play bumpy.my merchandise so damaged allaa! I'm asking for compensation!" the cookie-seller girl shouted annoyed. With his eyes already glaring towards Rizal.

Rizal was immediately surprised and did not know how, because at that time he was not carrying much money. He scratched his head that was not itching from confusion.

"Ma, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it.." stirred up, with sweat already pouring down his forehead. He quickly squatted down to help the girl pick up the cakes that were splattered on the asphalt road.

But from the expression that the cake seller did not seem too good, he looked at Rizal by furrowing his brows and his already flushed face held back his anger, the girl clearly showed her annoyance at Rizal.

Without a second thought Rizal immediately reached into the wallet in his pants pocket and took his identification card and gave it to the cake seller's girl, while promising that he will definitely replace it but not at that time.

"What's this?"ask the girl after receiving a card from her "Sorry, I don't need an identification card! I need money to replace my cookies!" pekik was upset to give the card to Rizal again but Rizal refused.

"Yes, I know I need money, but I'm not bringing much money now, there is my number that I can call. Now I'm in a hurry, later the bus I was riding could go again" he said, he promised to definitely replace the loss.

"Do I have to believe the words of someone I just met?" babble the cake girl.

"Whata! no 500 grand you say?" gerutu. "Hey son of a rich man, if you don't think that much, then why not just pay right now! why wait next time.means you want to run away and want to lie to me? ain't you?!" his pox loudly scolded him in the way of the passing crowd.

Not long after that the bus that Rizal was riding will leave again. He had no time left, to continue his feud with the cake seller.

"Sorry again, I'm really sorry I had to get back on the bus!" saith. Without saying much more he ran back up the bus.

"Hey...Wait where are you going? our business is not finished!!" his yell.

At the bus window, the man replied to the girl who sold the cake if he promised to compensate everything, and told her to immediately contact her phone number.

"Mbaaak..on that card is my number.I'm waiting for your call!" his yell. In the distance the girl stood up while grumbling furiously towards him by stomping her feet.

"Aaah sucks! he just play away!" exasperatedly.

Rizal just looked at the forced smile towards him then he sat back in his chair with a sigh of fatigue, he had not had time to wash his face in the toilet but instead stuck a problem with the cake seller. His hungry stomach now began to bother him, he did not realize that from earlier in his hand was holding a cup of plastic wrap containing the cake but slightly torn it, he said, cakes that look sweet and delicious decorated with white lilies.

"The cake is very pretty" she thought. Then he slowly unfolded his plastic wrap and devoured the cake into his mouth bit by bit,

Rizal was stunned for a while, to taste the taste and then spend it without waste and lick the remnants of the cream on it with his tongue.

"This cake is very different from the one I have eaten so often.this tastes very delicious.." he said slowly.

Rizal is one of the exemplary students at the famous University in the city of Yogjakarta. His age of 24 years was supposed to have a prospective wife, and a promising job.

But with his determination and strong stance he just wants to continue to complete his studies to the level of S2 to achieve his goals so far.

Without telling his family in Jakarta secretly Rizal has opened his Cafe Cake business near his boarding houses with his friends, which just opened half a year ago. Rizal and his three best friends hope that someday their efforts can be advanced and successful.

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