The Seeds of the Brutal Young Master
BTMK chapter 91

"Basar was told to deliver food like this is not so bad hah," the manager told the waitress.

The servant could only feel guilty. He was speechless honestly for the first time he was at the snapping of people in public. With all her might she held back her tears.

"Hey you know no, because you work is not good for me to lose," snapped the manager did not forget his hand pointed at the waiter he had just hired a week.

The man nagged endlessly making anyone who saw him must be pitying.

"Sorry sir I accidentally, I'll be careful" he asked.

"Always say it like that" he was annoyed.

"Because of your actions I lost, know that I will not hire you at that time. So this broken bowl and plate I cut from your paycheck," after venting her emotions she left the restaurant for her room.

"Quickly clean up all this mess" he ordered.

While the young woman looked down lethargic, picked up all the scattered shards of shard, then put them into a plastic bag. He made sure everything was clean nothing was missed.

The woman realized, she should be grateful but she acted otherwise always insulting people who work for her, not even hesitate to yell at her if she made a mistake. Now all turned to her.

Several times he wiped the corner of his eyes when he remembered all that, no one intended to help because they were afraid of being hit by a reprimand from the restaurant manager.

From a distance the young man noticed the servant, he felt pity.

The young man walked over to the servant who was still bowing.

"Nih wipe away your tears, ugly know that you are crying so," said the handsome young man.

The woman looked up at the man who was giving her handkerchief.

Deg ....

'This is the young man who used to give his handkerchief to me while at the restaurant at that time, it was fitting that I cried because of the departure of Jo, ' said Veli.

"Thank you," he said.

"Eh turned out to be the old mbak yes, which was crying also in front of the restaurant. Oh narrow world, I didn't think we'd meet here again" he said with a smile.

"Yes," Veli was still wiping his wet cheeks.

"I'll help you" he asked.

"No mas, don't this all my duty," said Veli refused.

After that Veli rushed back to the kitchen, to continue his work. She's only been working as a waitress this week, her life is so hard, she's now living in a boarding house not far from there.

He also doesn't know about his parents anymore, nor does Jonathan.

Veli also repeatedly changed jobs because he always made mistakes so often fired, but only this time he was in omeli all out.

Veli is grateful he was accepted here, because only here the waiter on the big paycheck. As much as he should be able to stay here even if it's only been a week, he will try well, his life feels like a piece of kara makes him have to be rigid even to eat alone he has to save inversely proportional to his former life.

Afternoon.....

Veli is getting ready to go home, the restaurant uses 2 sip morning and afternoon. Veli incidentally in the morning.

Veli also changed his usual clothes, he took a few packets of ration food this afternoon but he did not eat it. Because every day Veli deliberately brought bread to prop his stomach.

At lunch, he always wrapped it up for lunch.

Life teaches Veli to be independent, frugal to meet all his needs in a month.

"Chef, I'm home, yes" said Veli.

"Yes be careful, that's your ration I prepared there," pointed the chef towards the plastic bag hanging in the corner.

Veli took it and put it in the bag, he was grateful, they are all very good even though the manager here looks firm and does not tolerate any mistakes.

"Thank you chef,"

After saying that, Veli went home. He went through the back door of the restaurant.

Veli rushed, he was impatient to lay his body on the bed.

"That's tired today" Veli muttered.

"Eh...." Veli turned his head in shock, again he had to meet with the young man.

"Why are you here?" Tanya Veli was curious.

"Oh I used to write music in the cafe in front of the restaurant," he explained.

"O.." YEAH...." Veli only ber o ria.

"My name is Andi, who's it?" He asked with his hands out to shake hands.

"Veli" Veli replied briefly. Honestly Veli does not want to linger with the young man in front of him, he does not want to be involved with his name is male.

He just wants to live in peace.

"Oh, where do you live?" Ask.

"There," pointed Veli towards the entrance of the alley.

"Oh, then I'll drive you, '" the young man asked. Veli nodded as a sign of disagreement.

"As if you are, we are already friends" the young man seemed to be desperately trying to get close to the woman in front of him.

"Why mbak? What a shame to walk with a busker like me," he asked lowered his gaze to observe his appearance.

"No reason to be embarrassed, besides you are not a busker he he he he he," Veli replied laughing to reduce the awkward feeling.

"Yes the same as me, I am also a singer who sings while carrying a guitar" explained Andi.

"Ha ha ha ha ha you are just there, it is seen from anywhere else," replied Veli.

The young man in front of him smiled, he only saw the laughter of that woman who was so beautiful.

"What the hell mbak," he asked, Andi tried to familiarize himself with the woman in front of him.

"It's the difference that you sing in the cafe not on the street," he explained.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha mbak could have,"

Andi observed the woman in front of him, her face so grim as if a lot of sadness was there.

"Rose flowers for her lover" cried the boy selling flowers.

Veli looked at the child with sadness, and he remembered the child he left when he was one year old.

'Son how you are, if you can see you again, ' Inner Veli.

Veli was silent daydreaming, making Andi look at him in wonder because just now the woman was laughing happily now her face turned sad.

Andi followed the direction of Veli's gaze, looking at the flower-seller boy.

"Dec is here" Andi called the boy.

"Yes, brother,"

"How much is a flower?" Ask her.

'Maybe she'll buy her lover, ' Inner Veli.

"10 thousand, brother" replied the boy.

"It's...." Andi gave the money to the boy.

"Thank you, brother," after that the boy ran away happily because the flowers sold even though only one.

"This is for you" Andi said, handing flowers to Veli.

"Eh...." Veli did not expect.

"Thank you" replied Veli smiling.

B E R S A M B U N G....

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