
The princess just got off the taxi right in front of Mama Kesya's cake shop.
"This one isn't?" lirih Princess. "Ah, just go in first," he said and entered the store.
"Welcome," said the shopkeeper as he opened the door for the Princess.
"Yes, thank you" the Princess replied with a smile.
"Can you help me, ma'am? Want to eat here or take away?" ask the waiter.
"Eat here" replied the Princess.
"Please go next to the estate yes, Ma'am, to choose the order," said the waiter, pointing out the direction.
"Thank you" said the Princess with a smile and nodded her head.
"Good afternoon, beautiful mother. What message you want," said Aunt Lena with a smile.
Even the princess who was praised was beautiful, immediately blushed in shame.
"Ah yes, I want cake----," the princess also stared at the cakes in the storefront.
"Cobain its capuccino cake, in guarantee you will like," whispered the voice of the baritone very Princess recognized.
The princess turned to the source of the voice.
"You?"
Abash smiled faintly when he saw the Princess' surprised face.
"Who are you here with?" ask Abash.
"Alone, it happens that my apartment is near here, so I want to try the cake here," said Putri.
"Oh, so."
"Sir Abash himself?" ask Princess.
"Mom have a pick-up here with me" replied Abash.
"So, is this really Aunt Kesya's shop?" asked the Princess in surprise.
"Hmm, this is my mom's shop, why?"
"Huff, thank goodness. I was afraid I would go wrong into the store. You know, there's a cake shop up ahead, too" said the Princess.
Abash nodded his head.
"Oh, em. I want a message that says the same Mr. Abash. Cappucino cake," said the Princess.
"Well, wait a minute. The message will be delivered later," said Aunt Lena.
"You didn't order, Bash?" aunt Lena asked Abash.
"Same on, Aunt. Just wait for Mama to come down as well" said Abash.
"okay."
Abash also invited the Princess to sit at the table that has been provided.
"Miss Princess, what if we sit there?" bring Abash.
"Hmm, okay."
"Come, I'll help you bring it," Abash bargained and picked up the Princess's luggage in the girl's hand.
"Ehh ..."
"Come," Abash asked.
The princess nodded and followed the man who was her working partner.
"Haah, the atmosphere of the cafe cake is good, yes" praised Putri. "A very comfortable, suitable for college children who are struggling with tasks. Trus is also suitable for writers who are looking for inspiration," said the princess.
"Yes, you're right. Mama did deliberately design this cafe with such a purpose," said Abash.
"Ooh, Aunt Kesya's idea was brilliant. Can I copy this?" asked the Princess in a soft chuckle.
"You want to open a cake shop too?" ask Abash.
"No, but for my opa. He owns a small cake shop. I wanted to buy him a shop for his business. As a birthday present," said the Princess.
"Hmm, please. If you hear it, you will be happy because you can be an inspiration to others" Abash said.
"Oh yes, I was sent an email by my assistant. Invitation to join the family gathering," said Putri. "It wasn't wrong to send? I just joined the company Mr. Abash," said the Princess confusedly.
"Hmm, that's right. Whether you want to join or not, you will still get the invitation. That's a sign he's part of my company" Abash said.
"Ahh, so yes. I think if it's wrong send," Kekeh Princess.
"You two?" said someone who made Abash and the Princess turn to the source of the voice.