The Foreign Man's
Episode 11
"Good morning. Here's the order, sir. There is seafood fried rice and iced tea. Enjoy it" said Debora with passion to the customer at table number 7 who came and ordered food at the restaurant where she worked.
She as a waiters, and should be excited and happy as if there is no burden on the shoulders to think about.
After meeting table number 7, Debora must go to table number 4. There were two trays in both hands. If number 7 contains only two menus, number 4 has six menus. So Debora had to be very careful carrying it.
A tall, large man suddenly passed by and almost the tray fell out of Deborah's hands. Not because Deborah is negligent. But the man's face, it's Anggara Mike, the man of the night!
Good thing Angga was immediately on standby touching the other side of the tray and making the tray not fall out of Deborah's hands.
The two looked at each other. But Deborah went straight to the table.
Earlier, when Angga was hungry and decided to buy food to fill his stomach, Angga saw Debora at a 'happy' restaurant'.
Angga immediately parked his vehicle and went in there.
Whether fate or not, but Angga feels they are a soul mate. Angga didn't think to look for Deborah this morning.
He was too tired all night to see what he had done to Debora through the video footage provided by the detective.
And, unexpectedly, Deborah was in an unexpected place to be found.
Angga sat at table number 8 and before long another waitress came.
"What do you want to order?" ask the waiters kindly.
"I want a woman named Deborah Anastasia to serve me" Angga said with a flat expression because her goal was to come here only for Deborah.
Pramusaji named Tia went straight to Debora and said the order of the man at table number 8.
"Debo, there's a customer at table number 8 asking you to meet him" Tia explained.
Debora's forehead shriveled. "Why did he ask me to find him?" ask Deborah.
"Either. I don't know. He just asked you to meet him and I delivered this message."
Tia agreed immediately.
Deborah couldn't believe that the one who asked her to come was the man that night. Deborah was afraid because when she saw Angga, the shadow of that night flashed through her mind.
"Good morning sir, how can I help you?" debora asked still showing a smile even though it was classified as coercion because of every move of Angga, for Debora as if she was touching it when she was not.
"I want to order your favorite meal."
Debora's forehead shriveled. "My favorite food?" Deborah did not understand the flow of Angga's conversation at this time.
"I want to eat what you like or, what you eat every day."
"Sorry, but for what?" debora asked, not understanding.
"Bring up what you eat every day."
Shortly afterwards Debora who was confused also brought her lunch box which only contains rice on top of which there is an egg cow's eye and a little vegetable.
Instantly Angga took it. "May I eat this?"
Debora, who did not want customers to be disappointed even though Angga did not order food at the restaurant, finally resigned without a fight to give the box.
When Deborah feels she is not needed anymore, Deborah leaves.
"Wait," said Angga.
Deborah turned back.
"You order the food you're going to eat today, all your favorite foods in this restaurant. I'll pay for it. Your supply today feels very good," said Angga who made Debora feel strange.
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