Waiting for First Love to Return
Not Paying

"Sorry sir, I'm Amel. I'll deliver the cake on behalf of Mr. David." Amel ran small to pick up a big enough box that was still in his motor. Then he approached and gave it to a man named David.

"This sir."

"Who are you?"

"I'm Amel sir." Amel replies to introduce himself.

"I didn't ask your name. Who was you at the cake shop?" Ask David firmly.

"I work there sir." Amel answered still maintaining decency.

"I've ordered Tasya to deliver." Cold answer. Without looking at Amel. Really his words were ordinary, but the way he said it was very creepy.

Be present. You have to be angry. He wants Tasya to go. Die me. Inner Amel grumbled.

"Sorry sir. Mbk Tasya is not feeling well because of soy sauce." Trying to hide the anger.

"I don't accept negotiations. Sent by Tasya, or not at all." The answer is firm with a straight face looking ahead. The jaw hardens not receiving a rebuttal. Seemed to be holding emotions.

"meaning?" Amel placed the cake box on the grass. His body was shed for holding back the upset. Counting and remembering in the mind of an order that is still not finished delivered to its owner. Don't want to stay in this place for long. Because the next order at twelve must arrive. Not taking the word late.

"Think yourself. Got a brain, right?" With a cold voice that was very annoying.

"huh, Patience." Amel's murmured stroked the chest. Had this not been a customer, wanted to curse and curse out of annoyance. The body is tired of roving under the scorching sun. Uh, even get customers who use it really. They do not appreciate the work of others.

"How is this going? Actually you need a cake or a seller anyway?" Amel asked ketus, starting keki, already could not bear to hold back upset. Using Reyhan's words to protest.

"There will be no cake without a maker." Still holding the same sound and position. I didn't see Amel at all.

"Continue what's the problem? What matters is that the cake arrives on time. The maker still has other work, not just serve every customer's will. " Amel was angry. His voice began to rise.

"Yes already. Take it home again." There is absolutely no pity.

"Huh." Exhaling a rough breath. Squeezing his own hands in annoyance. Looking at the watch, it's eleven o'clock past thirty-five minutes. Only twenty-five minutes later orders must arrive.

Amel was confused. Look at three pretty big boxes of cake. This day's work will be lost if this order is not taken. Not lucky to be lucky. But if force mbk Tasya come what would you like? Orders have not been completed. It can't be left.

"Sir." Amel's voice began to slow down and clear. I hope to find a way out of this problem.

"Sister. Still a long time, huh? My boyfriend called me to come by this." The voice of the man who had been cool to photograph the beautiful view of the lake. Come closer with a grunt impatiently waiting. Repeatedly looking at his watch.

"Tu sir. Then wait for Tasya to come. Her boyfriend is waiting, right? The cake's gonna be put on that." Amel persuaded, and pointed at the younger man who was walking closer. The handsome and warm-faced young man was not cold like his friend. Anyone who sees it must be in love at first sight. Although both stingy smiles. But it looks very charismatic and charming.

"What else? The order has arrived. Wait what else?" The man pointed to the order box. And seeing the unblinking Amel looking at Johan.

"Not him." The voice of the person sitting. His voice implied a deep sense of disappointment.

"Yes, anyway. The wrong people. Probably just the same name. Where's the brownie for me?" He answered cuek and raised his hand to ask for one of the ordered cakes to Amel.

"Sir, sir. Your father what? This young man is called Father. I'm Johan. Call me a name." Protest while introducing yourself.

Ow, his name is Johan? Amel said in his heart, with a fluffy smile.

"When are you here? Going with me. Meet the future-in-law." Receive slowly one box of cake, and smile with raised eyebrows.

"Meeting his girlfriend, he dared to be alone. Why the turn to meet the prospective in-laws asking for company?" Answers sneered.

"Halllo.... What is this fate?" Amel stopped the conversation of two young men who had somehow discussed what. Returns a discussion that has not had a solution.

The two young men simultaneously looked at Amel who became mistakenly seen by two handsome young men. Actually because of Johan's gaze . He pointed to the cake box he had brought.

"What's the problem anyway?" Johan asked confusedly, and asked Amel. Only Amel will explain the behavior of his best friend, was first embraced by David.

"You want to pay, tell Tasya to come. If it doesn't come, consider it alms." The young man who claimed to be named David.

"You missed brother." Johan protest, which makes Amel happy to be defended.

"Not to interfere." Firmly with glaring eyes. Now I want to take my eyes off the lake.

"Whatever. What matters is this one I brought. I'm going first. I also brought a car. Brother if you are tired of waiting to go home to the newly built house. I'll pick you up later tonight." Order Johan's man and waltz away.

"Why are you still there? Call Tasya now and get her here. Or I won't pay all the bills." Gertak David saw Amel, which made Amel excited because he had noticed Johan, and was disappointed when Johan left. Kirain will help him solve that problem.

"Yes, I'll call you first." Amel finally resigned as well.

The first call is directly connected. Tagged that Tasya is holding a cell phone. Or at least not far from the smart thing.

Amel has not had time to speak and express his intentions, has been sprayed various questions.

"Where the hell are you Mel? There are still many of these that have not been delivered. Customers are already on this page. You're all right, right? No accidents or other incidents, right?" An impatient and irritated tone sounded, but it also showed a sense of worry. Knowing his workers did not come home certainly makes Tasya think of all kinds. Don't want their workers to have an accident or something. But also upset because working time moles.

"I'm still on the ground mbk. Davidnya would not pay if not the interracial mbk. Or at least come here now." Amel replied, slowly, with eyes glancing at David who was playing his phone.

"What matters is that it's there, right? Have you been delivered safely? "

"Yes." Yeah."

"Live home, among others. I'm on this nanyain. For payment if you do not want to pay the same you ask for a transfer." Amel's message gave me a solution. And ask to go home quickly.

"Mbk is the one who told me to. " Amel replied timidly glancing at the face that had never smiled before.

"Okey later let me call . What matters is that you go home."

"Okey."

Without saying goodbye, Amel immediately left the place.