
"Ran, is there Eliza?"
Randi who was focused on concocting the order of a customer just turned his head when Sandi mentioned the name of a familiar woman in the ears of the man. "Ah yes, why would he come here? He said he would never come to this place."
"Most of his friends. Tuh, look! The friend who seemed enthusiastic entered," pointed Sandi and it was true, Eliza's hand was pulled by her friend into the sundanese food stall. Eliza and her friend chose a seat on the second floor. From his movements, it seems that Eliza had to come to the place.
It's only natural that Eliza behaves like that. Anyone would be reluctant to meet someone from his past who has made a wound in his life. Maybe the actions of Randi used to be very outrageous, until the woman was very unwilling to see the face of Randi again.
Randi immediately finished the order belonging to the customer sitting on the first floor. At the same time, one of the employees working there approached. "Mas Boss, this is a table of thirteen," the servant gave a note to Dandi who was sitting casually near the cashier's table.
"Let me do it" cried Randi. "That's a plea belonging to two women who just came on the second floor right?" the employee agreed and Randi just mix Eliza's order specifically.
"Here Mas, let me do it" said one of the employees moments later when Randi had finished cooking Eliza's order and was about to hand her over at the woman's desk.
"No need," refused Randi. "It's my special part" he said with a lot of confidence. The two employees who saw it were only able to frown their eyebrows while Dandi and Sandi seemed to sneer, but Randi did not care.
Seeing Randi coming to bring her order, Eliza immediately turned her gaze towards the phone she was holding. Their eyes had met and Randi's smile immediately developed, but not with Eliza. The woman chose to turn around and immediately showed her unfriendly face.
"Two special lacquers and iced oranges huh, Mommy?" randi asked as soon as he stood on the deck of Eliza's table.
"Right, Mas," said friend Eliza, looking happy. "Well, Mom, are we just ordering two portions?" the woman looks surprised when Randi also put a bowl of complete tank.
Eliza, who knew that Randi was offending her, kept trying to be indifferent by continuing to play her phone. While Randi, once finished serving, he instead went, but instead sat at one of the other tables. With the temple playing mobile phone, his eyes occasionally glanced at the woman who was starting to enjoy her food.
"Ah. right, it turned out to be really good!" exclaimed temen Eliza with a face that looks sparkling. Randi who heard it smiled.
"No need to be lebay deh, it's normal to feel," Eliza replied with a face that looks very jutek. Although in the heart of the woman agreed, Randi's cooking was delicious. What's more, Eliza did enjoy the man's processed food several times.
"Obviously, different people with seblak we usually buy. Nih, look, the stuffing just doesn't focus on using noodles. It's really very sunda," ucp friend Eliza felt not accepted by the assessment of her friend. Eliza admitted that indeed seblak that she was enjoying different from seblak in this city.if seblak sellers in this city there is always a mixture of noodles, but if the typical Sundanese, noodles only as a complement if someone asks. If this one is more focused on the crackers that vary.
"Maybe it's because of the cooked men times huh? So it tastes better," said Eliza's friend who ceaselessly praised the delicacy of the dish she was eating.
"That's a lot lebai. Yes not all the time," said Eliza while tasting the cuisine presented in front of her. The woman did not realize that she was the man who was looking at it with a smile.
"Eh but by the way, who sells handsome?" now Eliza spoke in a soft voice, but Randi could still hear her because the distance she was sitting was blocked by only one table. "Must be a girl really fun to have a guy like them. I'm handsome, smart to cook, smart to find money. It's complete."
"No way" Eliza argued. "There's a guy like that can only play with feelings. Even a guy like that without feeling sinful, deliberately making ahti pain and shame on his girl, even though his love has been rejected, but do not accept. Very unstable."
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