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13. A Step Closer
The rancid but handsome man extended his hand to Hania. Hania glanced at the hand of the man who turned out to be named Arga.
His hands are firm, his veins are poking, and overgrown with fine feathers, adding to the impression of stocky and sexy. Sexy? Haduh, already twice Hania praised the man as sexy. I don't know if it's a compliment or a perverted thought. Lirkan Hania moved towards the shady face of the sexy man in front of her. Hania sighed when she found that the man was still looking at her.
A handsome face with a sturdy jaw, and fine feathers that begin to grow add to the impression of dashing and charismatic. Sharp eyes with black irises that always look at them. The pink lips she had praised were sexy. Huh! Hania cursed herself who had enjoyed the face of the handsome man in front of her.
The man who introduced himself as Arga raised next to his eyebrows. He felt suspected and anxious because he got a Hania glance. The rabbit's eyes were like they were looking at him.
When the rabbit-eyed beautiful woman looked at him, she greeted with a smile as sweet as her honey. Ah, those rabbit eyes are really beautiful. The eyes that made him riled up a while ago. The eyes that make him a different man.
Arga was always cold and indifferent to the women who approached him, or who offered his client, or even the woman who was betrothed by his mother who was certainly through the selection of the Mother. Yep. All this time Arga closed the door of his heart tightly. No one was allowed to approach him personally. He only deals with women when it comes to work. He doesn't want to get close to any woman. Even so he still applies well to his female friends.
But it seemed like his sturdy defense was starting to collapse. The rabbit-eyed woman was like a magnet pulling on her. The urge to get to know and get close is so strong. He is no longer able to evade. His feelings can no longer be ignored. The woman made her heart beat. His heart began to get involved.
"Hania" said Hania, shaking Arga's hand.
"Ah, her hands are very delicate." Inner Hania looked at Arga's hand, then smiled amusedly, realizing that she had already praised the man in front of her several times.
Arga's grip felt Hania so soft. He felt like Arga was treating him. A feeling of safety and comfort instantly permeated his heart that was enveloped very neatly. All this time only Galih was able to give that taste. The longer Arga's hand grip tightened making it aware of his mind that drifted everywhere.
Instantly Arga was aware of his daydream. Hand held by the hand that shook his hand. Warm. An impression that made his heart warm. He did not want to quickly take off his grip. I want to hold that hand forever. I don't know where that desire is. Without realizing it his hand gripped the woman's hand tightly.
The small movement of Hania's hand in her hand held resuscitated her. Again Arga daydreams. Then immediately release the hands that feel warm. Both feel awkward for each other.
Drrt.
The vibration of Arga's phone in her pants pocket distracts her, breaking the awkwardness created by Arga's actions.
"Sir, where are you?" the voice of Reza.
"Sir Gunawan is waiting for you." Arga scooped his face when he realized he had left his client long enough.
"I'm there now" Arga said, disconnecting the phone.
Arga turned towards Hania who was looking at him. There was a feeling of reluctance to leave Hania. His search has paid off a while ago and it feels like he wants to get closer to the beautiful woman. I don't know. Seeing Hania made her heart warm.
"May I have an Mba mobile number?" pinta Arga while thrusting her phone at Hania.
There was a feeling of hesitation to give his personal information to the handsome man before him. Including her mobile number. If he complies with the man's request, he will allow the man to approach him. But if not, the man in front of him was like a fine man. He spoke politely and treated her well. Generally people who are acquainted. Heh. Hania sighed. Then receive the phone and type the number there.
I don't know. He was amazed at himself. Why couldn't he refuse the man's request? And easily give her number. He has the right to refuse.
"Hum... Now number, what else tomorrow?" it was in his heart, then handed the phone back to its owner.
Arga smiled, the look on his face sparkled, his heart delighted. I don't know. He never felt this happy about getting someone's mobile number. Put his phone back in his pants pocket.
"Thank you." said Arga.
"Can I see Mba again next time?" tanyanya after a moment of silence.
"For what?" instead of answering Hania asked back.
"Can be for anything. Ask for help maybe? Now that we're friends, should there be a reason to meet?" answer Arga lightly.
Hania was silent thinking about Arga's request. He did not understand why he gave this man a gap. But already, the rice has become porridge. All flavored to make it more delicious. Hania was grieving in heart. What's so good? His porridge? Or the friendship the man had just offered her?
"Please." again Hania agreed to Arga's request.
Again Hania could not bear to reject Arga. Somehow he seemed afraid to make Arga disappointed. The handsome man looked like a kitten in front of him. Sweet. Hania sighed.
"Well, see you soon, Mba Hania." said Arga while smiling.
That sweet Arga smile made Hania stunned and glued to her place. He doesn't know Arga. Noticing his new friend stepped away and disappeared behind the door.
The day is getting dusk, the lights are already on in place of the light from the sun. A lot of waiting in the kitchen area.
Some visitors began to arrive, choosing the preferred seating, indoor or outdoor. Orders began to queue at the kitchen table.
"Queen soup 2 servings complete!" call the kitchen assistant to read out the menu.
"Burning extra spicy honey 2 servings!" continue reading other orders.
"Beef steak medium 1 serving!"
"Nasgor seafood 2 servings!"
"Beef steak well cook 1 serving, asparagus corn soup 1 serving!"
And other orders filled the senses of Hania's hearing. Do not ask about the current kitchen situation. Hania focuses on her busy work on processing food assisted by assistant chef and Ferry. The handsome chef had still not left the restaurant even though his working hours had ended since this afternoon.
The clock on the kitchen wall shows the figure of 9 nights when all the busyness subsides. Soon it's time to finish today's activities.2 employees clean the table and arrange it to be neat again. Some serve guests who are still left and need help, some clean the kitchen and wash cutlery and furniture, cashiers are busy struggling with bills and payments, meanwhile, Hania and her assistant checked the raw material inventory and recorded it and then contacted the provider so that tomorrow morning it was sent on time. Ferry has been home since 8. It was because Hania forced him to rest.
"Don't miss it again Bang, because Bang Jarwo not meticulous, I bother to be so lively in the market no-meet, finally have to go to the supermarket, the fall is expensive" cerocos Hania complains about its supplier's negligence.
"....."
"Sip deh. Thanks Bang Jarwo" he concluded cut off the phone connection.
"Delivery order!" said a call agent who was in charge of receiving orders via the phone a little screaming broke the calm in the kitchen that began to neat.
"Hum...!" dehemnya because he got the gaze of all the kitchen residents and then handed over a note containing the order menu.
"Sup gingseng asparagus 1 serving, nasgor seafood 4 servings, fried noodles extra shrimp extra vegetable 1 serving, shrimp krispi extra cheese sauce 2 servings, soursop juice 2 servings, chamomile tea 1 serving", krispi", read one of the kitchen staff.
"Last order yes!" hania said giving instructions.
It was almost 10 p.m. when a courier who delivered the last order arrived. The restaurant is closed. The indoor and outdoor lights at the back have been replaced with dimmer lighting. Only terraces and courtyards are illuminated. 2 employees live in the restaurant, occupying one of the rooms on the 2nd floor. Employees and other employees are ready to go home and rest in their homes.
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