Under the Black Umbrella
Finish With Both

Fikar got into the owner's room by pushing a wheeled table containing many Ghavi food orders.

Geck! Tok!! Tok!!!

The door three times.

"Lake in!"

I heard orders from within.

Fikar opened the door of the room and pushed the table back inside.

"Order is coming!!" he spread his arms like a man dancing.

"Thank you, Chef!" ghavi smiled.

"Together, Boss!" taste Fikar.

Ghavi did forbid Fikar to be formal with her because they were once close little friends.

"Ah, it could be! Oh, yes, Mum! Later please make the same menu as this, but enter in the food box, yes! Let me take it home for a gift from the new neighbor next door."

"Ready, Boss!" fikar replied by raising his hand respectfully.

"Beautiful Aunt wants to bring some food for Papa?!" chirp Sunny who listened to the two.

"Eh, what, you know?!" ghavi pretended to be surprised.

"Kan, Aunt said she wanted to bring a gift from a new neighbor next door. That's it, Papa."

"Uluh-ten, very clever beautiful girl. Whose kid, anyway?!"

"Aunty's son!"

"Eh, how's Auntie's son, anyway?!"

"Kan, Auntie knew me as her son Aunty!"

"Sir Yoyon and Rama laughed again.

"Actually whose son, the hell is he, Vi?"

Mr. Rama was very curious about the intelligent boy in Ghavi's lap.

Sunny had been sitting on the sofa next to Ghavi, but he moved back to Ghavi's lap. It seems that the girl did not want to go far from Ghavi.

"Mas Handy!" ghavi replied briefly.

"Huh, Handy?! Meaning ... ."

"Yes! She's Mas Handy's daughter and Vika's mother. Now they're my next-door neighbors, sir!" ghavi's Story.

"Cok, can he be like you? Stay next to me again."

Mr. Rama who knows Handy a little because of his past with Ghavi asked in wonder.

"It's a long story, sir!"

Ghavi also told from A to Z his story and Handy who eventually separated.

The girl also told me the reason why Handy could be her new neighbor.

"Oh, like that!"

Mr. Rama nodded in understanding.

"But, you seem to be close and dear just as vain," said Fikar curious.

"I like very much a child. Since childhood, my late grandfather always took me to the orphanage, so, I love the pity of children who lost their parents' affection. After all, Sunny is a cute and adorable child," he explained.

"Worrying about what, judes yes," licked Mr. Rama.

"Tante, when we eat it, hunt me down, nih," said Sunny holding her stomach.

"Sok drama, you!" mummy Fikar.

"Please enjoy our restaurant's sumptuous meal, Princess!"

Fikar bent down to let Sunny eat.

"Can, Auntie?!"

Sunny looked at Ghavi for approval.

"Bye, sweetie!"

Ghavi nodded.

"Please eat, too" Ghavi bargained for everything.

"No, thank you! I must immediately make your order earlier," refused Fikar and the man decided to return to the kitchen.

"Sir Rama?!"

"No, just later! We should discuss the internal restaurant issue first. Let your daughter eat with Mr. Yoyon."

"All right! Sir, please accompany Sunny to eat, yes! I'm going to have a meeting with Mr Rama for a moment!"

Mr. Yoyon nodded.

"Please! Don't worry about him. Let us finish this good meal. Yes, Grandpa's grandson?!" the answer.

"Yes, Grandpa! Let's attack the food!"

"Thank you very much, sir!"

"Sunny, Aunty there first, yes," she said to the little girl who replied with a nod. The focus is on the food in front of him.

There are processed duck, chicken and some types of freshwater fish, both grilled and fried, plus sambal and lalapan. There are also some vegetable preparations that are suitable to be served with the main menu above.

All that processed food typical of the archipelago is still much favored by the people of Indonesia and became the main menu in Restaurant Java owned by Ghavi.

In addition to the affordable price, the taste also matches the tongue of the community.

Ghavi followed Rama at his desk, letting Sunny eat with Yoyon.

Ghavi was also discussed with Mr Rama. Until the late twenty-two-year-old girl did not realize that Sunny and Mr. Yoyon were both asleep due to satiety after eating quite a lot of dishes served. Almost all the dishes were devoured by two different generations of people.

Ghavi and Rama had just finished the meeting when the clock had shown at three in the afternoon.

"Ck! It is only fitting that they fall asleep to satiety. That much food was devoured alone."

Ghavi bobbing head.

"If that greedy brat you bring here for a week, the restaurant's revenue could decrease, Non!" jest Mr. Rama smile.

"Haha ...!"

Ghavi laughed in response to Mr Rama's jokes.