The Bitter Three's
Pretty Nget

Week by week, we are calm.

The clumsy Hanifah, gets a job to take care of the pastry section. On other days when the cafe is short of people, he also takes care of the service part.

Various sciences began to be absorbed, and during this week Hanifah lived it with pleasure. What he likes most is the fragrant pastry in the morning liver and pasta during the day.

True Susan said, Galuh's recipe is indeed the level of Chef with a Michelin reputation, and because Hanifah is also interested in the culinary field, this makes him feel that there is still very much to learn.

However, as long as humans are alive, there will always be problems.

And the Hanifah problem usually comes when ...

"Look, there's ninjas,"

"Well, this is my favorite cafe, but there are extremists here, so it's not convenient,"

"Yes so scared to hang out here, you know there's Densus 88 raiding how,"

"Ngapain wear such a veil? This is not the Arab time, go back to his own country! Ndeso looks like a mid-east sokan,"

"Emang in Indonesia there is a sandstorm all closed?"

"Usually that is actually not too beautiful, the veil is opened also the most standard look,"

And that's the view of people when they see Hanifah in Galuh cafe. Actually, such speech has been heard often Hanifah. And there's no point in defending yourself, it's just a waste of energy.

This was also heard by Susan.

So, uh,

On a sunny Saturday at the weekend, next week, after going through days with various condemnations and GMS that make Galuh increasingly not excited about his life, he said,

Susan Tanudisastro who is sexy, beautiful, skin as white as the wall, cleavage puffed up, down from the mercury and entered the cafe Galuh.

At that time there were many socialites who talked about Hanifa, the simple woman who was calm.

Susan's arrival instantly diverted their attention from Hanifa.

"Sst, Jeng! That's Susan Tanudisastro! His wife David Yudha!"

"Wow! That's the Dior that Bella Hadid used yesterday!"

"You can't mengkel like that huh, how many liters of silicon?!"

"It looks like his skin has no pores! Slippery!"

"And she's the wife of a conglomerate, someone's paying for treatment!"

"A lot of the same appearance of the ninja there, yes,"

So whispered julid's customers there.

But they were silent at the moment,

"HA-NI-FAAAAAH!" Susan greeted Hanifa and hugged her and pulled her into one of the chairs.

Hanifah who is still with her yellow canoebo is dragged and must resign to Susan's uncompromising pull.

"Duh, Ma'am! Assalamu'alaikum, I'm working on this" Hanifah lamented.

"Greetings. Break for a second why?! You are not forced labor!"

"Mom Susan, please do not be noisy," murmured Galuh who was behind the cash register, was cash count.

"Why did Ipah go nular to Galuh?" hiss Susan while sitting and crossing her legs. Automatic************ the silk is visible because of its very short skirt.

Hanifah covered it with a kanebo.

"Woy! Clean cloth dong! Kanebo pake time is Ipah!" Susan brushed the kanebo away in disgust.

"Rush Ma'am," kekeh Hanifah. "What are you snacking on, madam?" candelessly.

"You croisant olive doooong, I'm also waiting for Sisca. You know Alwa's dermatologist?"

"Yes Mbak, yesterday we sent each other WA, I also asked for skincare from him because Alwa's skin so smooth. I'm tempted to wear it, too,"

"Alwa again headed here, yes, he would like a consultation while ngeteh can..."

"SISTER HANIIIIII!" Sembur Alwa's. He immediately rushed into Hanifah's arms, "Common Kak Hani returned home, we rarely meet! I was made into satirical material just as nyonyah! Where Abi never belain more often ngetawain!"

"Feel you are not good! It's good cooking David! You suck!" susan exclaimed while shaking Alwa's forehead.

"Well, just a flat mouth mah can! Here you are flogging while shouting oil splashes! You wear a hijab to be protected!"

"But Susan is weird too! Sneak the egg minjem the helmet's security!" Exclaims Alwa

"No longer mending the splash of oil, the smell of dandruff twice crimbat does not smell!" susan's Scolding.

"Strew wheat flour in the oil a little, then reduce the fire" Hanifah said.

Alwa and Susan fell silent, and looked at each other.

"Wawa, no! It's horrified!"

"Mbak Susan instead of looking for info on google even mengomelin me, anyway!"

"That's your job!"

"Help a little bit why! Baweeelll just works!"

All the customers of the cafe were busy paying attention to the two odd figures. Susan who was dressed in sexy wonder woman style quarreled with Alwa who was dressed syar'i complete with niqabnya, about teleor ceplok.

"It's such a late afternoon Galuh rame cafe is also yaa," Sisca entered the cafe in style. Her clothes were floral motifs add elegance to her figure, but the most striking is a 5cm cross-shaped pendant, filled with sparkling diamonds on her chest.

"Haishhh!! Glare! I'm maximal minder!" lamented Alwa while pretending to protect her eyes when Sisaca came.

"Ceile, Lucifer also blurred times, writhing your cross glittering so," snorted Susan.

"This doctor turned out to be religious as well yes, until the pendant is long can make people's stitches," replied Alwa.

"His Sugar Daddy is as loyal as he is" Susan said.

"Oh, on the sirik! Ask David!"

"Mr Susan, buyin dong whose diamonds banyaaak! If Abi would have said: more harm to Alwa, later you will be targeted by robbers," Alwa rayu while ngusel to Susan.

"Where do you want to wear it?! Behind the hijab where looks like Wawaaaaa?! Shit with Niqab!"

"Ih, there's a brooch version. I like that love-love shape,"

"Buy it yourself! That's why Hanifah works! After all, you were taught a word so flirtatious," Susan pinched Alwa's cheek area but in fact only a veil stuck in her nails.

"Meleset weeek," seduced Alwa.

While Hanifa was busy observing Doctor Sisca's glittering cross pendant while repeatedly flipping through it. "Cool," he said. "Suitable for the doctor, so add glowing,"

"Oh my goodness, Hanifa! You turned out to be sweet yaa, different from the cute duo thereaaa,"

"Duh, punch!" sahut Alwa holding his chest.

"This is a constructive criticism! It's too flashy!" susan Sahut.

"It's the olive croissant and the rose tea" Galuh cut. The man approached with 4 croisants and cups of tea, and placed them on their spelling.

"Astaghfirullah, I forgot to take it, so it's a hassle Galuh!"

"Mbak Hani just rest first, from the morning it works nonstop, have not had time to eat, right?"

"Eh, i-iya Mas. Later the cost of food is charged only from my salary,"

"No papa, this is my treat" said Galuh.

Sisca glanced at Susan, Susan glanced at Alwa, Alwa glanced at Sisca.

"This tuh woi .. " muttered Sisca in a quiet voice but still heard Galuh.

"What the hell is this? How come I'm missing something?!" alwa said it felt strange.

"Here you go, you better not know, Wa," sighed Susan with her chin up.

"Practice for the rations of Mbak Hani aja, the others on pay yes! There is no kasbon! On having a sultan's men, right!" sahut Galuh while returning back to the counter.

"Ah, Sisca bucket anyway!" Omel Susan's. "You know what PMS is all about every day!"

"Well, Galuh, I will be divided into three sultanaaaa, keeeekk dispensation," complained Alwa.

Galuh just smirked ignorantly.

These four women in front of him, in their own style, chatted casually like brothers, displaying a soothing friendship.