The Unacknowledged Seed
Start to suspect Theo

Mishel was as familiar as the customer's voice but it was probably only similar because the person couldn't possibly be there.

"I'll make your order soon. Please wait a minute." After taking down the order Mishel left from there. Giving orders to his mother and he returned to deliver orders from table to table.

Marco secretly watches over the woman, though her belly has grown, not making her complain much about looking happy to serve customers. At that moment, Bu Fira saw Marco as he raised his head. He also saw Marco watching his daughter. Bu Fira did not expect much from the man. She would rather have her daughter with a man who could be happy and take care of her. Bu Fira realized that if love cannot be forced, it was fortunate that his daughter's marriage in the name of accountability did not occur.

"Where's the order for table 5?" ask Mishel.

"Awhile, I'm making it. You rest if you are tired, son, then let mother deliver. Customers have also started to desolate."

"It's okay, I'm just Mom." Mishel enjoys her new job. If only you could sell every day unfortunately only on weekends the park is crowded because the park is only used by people who live in the complex.

Mishel delivered some more food. Maybe because too long standing and walking makes his stomach a little cramp. He grimaced a little but he kept trying to finish his job.

"Please mistress, your coffee," said Mishel.

"Thank you son, your belly is big is he going to be out soon?" ask the customer.

"The doctor's estimate is about a week away, ma'am." Mishel answered him happily, rubbing the stomach that had stiffened earlier.

"Geez, that's in a minute. You shouldn't be too tired, son. The doctor's estimate could have missed, it could have been sooner or later. I hope you're healthy always."

"Where's your husband son, does he let you work?"

"No Madam, I'm still alone." There was nothing to cover because Mishel felt useless because such news must have been quickly revealed.

"Geez, I'm sorry. It's okay, son, you can definitely be a strong woman."

Soon the order ordered by Marco was finished and it was time for Mishel to deliver it. He still could not see the man's face as it looked down and covered in a hat.

"Your order sir. Enjoy it." Mishel was happy after his task was completed.

One by one customers leave because the day is also getting noon. Only a few are still sitting. Mishel. He cleaned the empty table. When the sun started to rise and it was already very warm. Mishel felt her head slightly twitchy and it felt like her throat was very dry. Mishel was holding onto the tables as it happened. And it was fortunate that Marco saw it, when Mishel's body staggered he swiftly ran and caught his body.

"What's going on, wake up." Marco tried to pat the woman on the cheek but she was unconscious.

"Mishel!!" Bu Fira Panik saw his daughter suddenly chat fainted. "Son, what happened to you." Miss Fira was very worried.

"I'll take him," Marco said.

Bu Fira nodded.