THORNS IN MARRIAGE

THORNS IN MARRIAGE
CHAPTER 21 - UNEXPECTED EVENTS


It turns out that what I thought was easy, was really hard in fact. What I thought would be fine, apparently not so.


Mornings can work, and go straight in doing the task of being hit six in the morning. Busy to forget it was already at one noon. But it turns out that the master is a heartless person.


Genta and I cannot rest and have not been fed. Automatic stomach is singing the song rumbling because only breakfast a piece of bread price two thousand was in the front stall.


Until my knees were a little weak and my hands trembled a little. The tray of food plates that I brought to the guest table was shake and suddenly...


And prang!!!


Fragmented scattering fell to the floor all. I can only bite my lower lip while gulping.


Oh my... How'this?


"Based on a stupid waiter! Just how many hours work, but already make a loss! Isha! Quickly clean everything! I cut your pay today to compensate you for all the dishes and food you destroyed!" hardik the mistress of the restaurant owner with her cry.


"Mrs, may I have a plate of rice with clear vegetable sauce? I'm..not eating so it's a little shaky!"


"Eh? How dare you ask me! Whoareyou? Your work is not good and it's not time to rest yet! Your body is fat too! Must have had plenty of food reserves. I'm sure it's just an excuse!"


I'm stunned.


This... Like slave labor! How can in this day and age human labor time to be suspended like this? The evil!


"Mrs, I ask for a waiver for My Brother!" Genta who heard the commotion interjected and tried to negotiate for the good of the owner's mistress for me.


"Can't! Let's work! Work, work! There are more and more guests outside! The right job!"


"Excuse me, Big Madam! It's already one o'clock in the afternoon! And I don't think it's wrong for your employees to ask for their time off in accordance with the laws made by the government through the Employment Service. Don't you know the rules set out in the book of the Penal Code on labor rights?"


Deg.


Someone was standing between us lecturing the Great Mistress. A large tall, stout and resolute adult man looked seriously at the red face of the Madam. I can only bow my head. Shame and silence.


This is how it turns out to be a hard guy, not having one.


"Ma_sorry, this is my business and that of my employees! Please don't interfere!" let the Madam not accept and do not want to lose.


"Can't! I'm a customer at this restaurant! I have had lunch here a few times. At first I respected and liked the delicious cuisine menu as well as the friendly service of its employees. But apparently, the owner is very cruel and has no feelings for the employees themselves!"


"Hey! If you don't like it, you can go! Or if indeed you are defending a new employee who has made a resto I became chaotic like this, please just take him away. I don't need a job that's slow and unskillful!"


"Ow so? Can be! But once again I see the Madam doing rude acts on your employees, I will not hesitate to report the Madam to the authorities. Especially the Depnaker."


I'm termangu. The man who stood behind me with a gallant and well-dressed body agreed with the words of the Great Mistress. Of course I immediately begged my new employer for forgiveness.


"Master, sorry... I was wrong! I've dropped the customer's order food and broken the plate. I'm wrong! I shouldn't ask for a break when I'm negligent!"


Deg


The handsome face of the man who had defended me was now clear after turning his head towards me.


Good Lord! His face is so handsome! Thin mustache and irregular shells actually make the charisma more charming. Most Holy of God who has created this perfect handsome man in the eyes!


I blinked my eyes. Ashamed of being caught by being stunned at his good looks.


I think he's about 35. Might as well. His charisma and aura of charm are truly extraordinary.


Kulirik the Great Mistress. It turns out that not only my eyes are a bit neatly presented with a handsome face. Apparently my employer did something close to me. The handsome face of the adult man standing before us.


Mubazir also if not seen. Maybe that's what his heart is like.


"Hey! Do you want to stay there?"


I flinched and stammered.


"Tu_wait, Sir! My sister how?" many nervous.


"Bring your sister and your sister!"


Genta and I looked at each other. Then follow exactly the chicks who are afraid of losing their mother.


We arrived at the court.


I was shocked when the man looked at me again seriously.


"You? That dumbass in the middle of a Boy Scout road two days ago, huh? The one like a dazed person is khan? Do you remember me?"


"Huh?!?"


Of course I'm confused. His guess is not connected to my memory.


When did I meet this handsome guy?


"Geez! Hhh... Apparently you've been possessed by a dazed demon!"


I was shocked.


I thought this guy was kind. As it turned out, his words were sniffy and cold as well.


"Sir..."


"Don't call me Master, because you're not my subordinate yet!"


"When have we met, sir?" my friend wants to make sure.


He patted her forehead. Then smile grinning.


"Well, if you forget, miss! Betewe do you want to work in my factory? Maybe you'll be treated more humanely than working at that crowded restaurant!"


"I want to!" answer Genta quickly.


"I want to, Sir!" I followed Genta.


"Did I look so old that you called me 'Sir'?"


I'm getting confused. Swallowing saliva and looking down embarrassed. While Genta only smiled thinly but also bowed.


"Oh yeah, what's your name? My name is Jonathan Harvest!"


"I'm Liana, this is my sister Genta!"


"You two stay? What's... Family already?"


"I've, his sister's still a bachelor!" answer's short.


"Hm! Then where do you live? In my factory there is mes. If your family home is far away, you should stay in mes and on holidays you can go home. Factory holidays every saturday week. How's it?"


"I want to, Mom!"


"okay! Oiya, haven't you guys had lunch yet? Come on, let's go to that diner!"


Genta and I are very happy to meet good people like Mas Jonathan who has an indo face with golden brown hair.


Why does staring at Mas Jonathan's face make me remember Jordan Ardian? There is a similarity because both are equally blaster. But one thing, both are good men. Not like Bang Irsyad. Bejad man!


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