
After breakfast, Indi and Fatan and the twins leave together. Unlike the initial plan to bring his own motorcycle, Fatan asked Indi to leave with him at once to go directly to the cafe in question, introducing Indi with his friend who owned the cafe.
"I'm leaving, Mom." Indi kissed Dara's cheeks and rushed after the twins who had first entered the car.
"Be careful! Don't forget to tell you, too, Dek," exclaimed Dara before the car drove out of the garage.
Indi took out his thumb from the window, then waved towards Dara.
The horn sounded twice, as usual when Fatan said goodbye to his beloved wife.
"Protect the family of the servant, O God," Dara prayed quietly, then went into the house to continue her asceticism with a myriad of house duties.
Actually Dara is not just an ordinary housewife, you can say she is a successful businessman. Unbeknownst to her husband and family, Dara already has her own boutique that stands not far from the residential complex.
Boutique that sells a variety of syar'i clothes and baby needs is quite large and also quite known by the name "Mom n baby boutique", Dara just needs to keep an eye on her buttons via a mobile phone connected to her confidant there.
"Mas, Zaki who Mas means what is the same person as Zaki who Indi met yesterday in the complex behind our house?" ask Indi on Fatan's return from taking the twins to his class.
Fatan's forehead frowned.
"In our home complex there is a Zaki?" tanyanya.
Indi nodded mantab.
"Ada Mas, Indi also just met yesterday. And he knows himself by the name of Zaki,"
"Full name?"
Indi thought for a moment, then shook his shoulder.
"No idea," he cheered.
"Then you will see for yourself, because Zaki who Mas means is his house as far as Mas in the apartment,"
Indi nodded indifferently, then went back to silence while playing his phone.
Not long before they arrived at a cafe courtyard in Fatan's intent.
The classic and slick interior makes the atmosphere in the cafe very comfortable, visitors are also quite crowded even though the day is still early. Because in addition to providing coffee and heavy food the cafe also provides breakfast menu.
"Hi, Zak," said Fatan to someone standing at the checkout table.
Wearing a hoodie and jeans does not make his handsome face lose its prestige at all.
"Hey Mas, finally arrived. I've been waiting for you since then," said the man who was called Fatan by the name of Zaki.
Indi was stunned when he saw Zaki, who was meant by his brother-in-law, was indeed the same person who drove him home the other day.
Zaki tilted his head to be able to see Indi more clearly, because of Indi's position protected by Fatan's body. Then invite them to sit on the wrong table that is still empty.
"Indira right?" he said after remembering the face of the woman who came with the Fatan.
"Who? You guys know that?" fatan asked in surprise while looking at Zaki and Indi alternately.
"Yes, Mas. You see yesterday he fell in front of my house continue to ngelemp ...."
"Keep Zaki nganterin I go home." Indi cut off Zaki's words to complain that he had thrown Zaki with his flip-flops.
Indi's eyes glared trying to code Zaki so as not to continue his speech.
Fatan mangosteen, then again discussed the intention of their arrival to the cafe.
"This man is Mas' sister-in-law, Zak. He again needs a side job while in college, like you said yesterday you again need additional energy right? Manor do you fit Indi to be your employee?" batu Fatan's.
Zaki scanned Indi from head to toe, looking high heels that he wore glistened with the lights of the cafe ornamental lights that were turned on.
"But from his appearance like Mas's sister no longer needs a lot of work," Zaki chanted with a smile smirk on his lips.
Farah frowned deeply.
"You mean?"
Not much different from Fatan, Indi was surprised by Zaki's words.
Indi gasped and tried to hide his legs wrapped in high heels nude color, high heels were not his. It belongs to Dara who borrowed with half force, Dara does not allow because today Indi will also enter work, but not Indi name if not ngeyel.
Fatan patted his eel, while Zaki only laughed a little.
"M .. sorry, then I will change before starting work later," said Indi pleading for disclosure.
Fatan stared at Indi at a glance, then looked back at the clock and looked at Zaki.
"So what, Zak? Is Indi accepted or not? I have to go to the office because, and I also have to transfer Indi to the campus first. I'm afraid it's too late to be too long-winded like this, sorry before." Fatan shifted the chair to get up.
"Let me, my mother." Zaki stood up.
Fatan and Indi compactly turned to Zaki in astonishment.
"Let me just anter Indira to the campus, I happen to want to go out. Mas please go directly to the office, stay nyebrang doang right?" zaki's grin was without guilt.
Fatan patted his eel because he realized that his office was in the cafe.
"I forgot," he muttered with a chuckle, "Then, I picked Indi huh. Excuse me first," said Fatan as he walked quickly out.
After Fatan, Indi actually felt clumsy alone with Zaki. Because now he knows that Zaki is the boss of the cafe owner, no longer a man who is not as hard-working and absurd as the other day he met.
"Where are you going to college?" chirp Zaki opened the conversation.
"In ... at Xxx university," Indi's great-grandson without daring to raise his face.
Zaki walked ahead of Indi.
"Let me drive," he murmured.
****
On the way Indi just silence, there is no conversation between them. The awkward atmosphere was felt even though only Indi felt it.
While Zaki is indifferent while staying focused on the wheel.
"You just went to college?" zaki broke the silence.
Indi was surprised, but immediately tried to control his expression.
"I .. yes, just entered today," replied Indi nervously.
Zaki.
"Campus is finished in the afternoon, you can adjust your lecture schedule and work. Know your schedule to me later, so I usually adjust to your working hours in the cafe," said Zaki seemed very authoritative, he said, very different from the figure he showed at the complex the other day.
"J .. So I got a job?" tanya Indi also speaks formal language.
Zaki glanced at him a glance then nodded faintly.
"Well, our cafe lacks the energy to do the dishes" he replied bluntly.
Indi's eyes were patterning along with Zaki's words that pierced through his eardrums.
"A ... what? The dishwasher?" exclamation Indi shock.
For a long time even his mother had never asked him to wash even the dishes he used himself, and now with the ease of the man beside him this was about to
Hired him as a dishwasher.
Just as Indi was about to protest, the car suddenly stopped suddenly. Almost Indi's head hit the dashboard of the car if he did not immediately hold it with his hands.
"We have arrived," said Zaki and immediately went down just like that leaving Indi who was still complaining of pain because his hand stumbled on his own eel.
As the students run to the car when Zaki comes out, the curious Indi comes out to find out what they are doing.
"Good morning, Mr. Zaki." The students scramble to shake hands with Zaki.
And the sight again made Indi surprised not kepalang.
"Who is Zaki?" hissing Indi.