WHAT ABOUT ME?

WHAT ABOUT ME?
68


The sky today was so very bright, yet it was different from my slightly overcast heart. I stared at Yuda's car slowly away from the boutique courtyard.


'the 'huufft... '


Today I work as usual, although my heart feels tight, but I have to keep working professionally.


lunch hour arrived, I first rest with sister Ica, while Kinan and Nelis will rest after we finish.


kak Ica invited me to lunch at a cafe located opposite the boutique that had just opened. he said there was a big discount there considering today was the day of its launching.


The launching cafe has finished this morning so that this afternoon we can enjoy lunch quietly without having to be disturbed by others


I chose to sit in the corner seat while sister Ica ordered our food.


"i sat there, brother, "appoint me on an empty table in the corner of the room.


"okay, wait a minute, "


I nodded then walked towards the place I chose.


This semi-restaurant cafe looks very beautiful, in various corners there are live plants that add to its aesthetic value.


brukks


because I admired this new cafe too much, I did not realize if there was someone walking from the opposite direction in front of me so I hit him.


"a-ah sorry mas, I accidentally, " said I while stroking my forehead that hit the chest of the field of men in front of me.


"the next time you use a mbak's eyes! " that voice sounded resolute, but like it was no stranger to me.


"the street is called ka- "


"Mas Iqbal? " i was quite surprised when I looked up, Iqbal, Parni's granddaughter is in front of me.


"wow, Jasmin? how come you can be here? " tanyanya


"I should ask that.why can you be in Jakarta anyway, not you in Surabaya huh? " ask me wonder.


"don't you tell me you're nguntit me again? what hayo? "


Because the Iqbal family lives in Surabaya, and they have a business there. So it is impossible, Iqbal came to the capital without any purpose


"said who? do not be smart deh you. indeed you do not read the writing of bouquets outside? this is my cafe, Jasmin, "


"uh uh? which is true, by the way, "


"if you don't believe it, sono comes out and looks for himself to believe! " he exasperated, I did not want to die curious, finally I immediately turned out to ascertain the truth, even I did not press Ica who was calling my name.


From the entrance, I can see in front there are several wreaths congratulating the grand opening of IJA Cafe' and there is also the name of the owner is also clearly displayed there.


"how? still doubt if this cafe is mine? " ask Iqbal who arrived behind me.


"a-ah well, now I believe, by the way, congratulations yes, " said I then while stalling my hand towards him.


"thank... "


I went back to Ica's sister who first sat in the chair that I had pointed at, her face was seen in the bend with a manyun lips.


"sister, sorry, "


"from where, until called nyahut? "


"out of making sure of something, brother, but it's done, "


not long after, our order came.we immediately ate it because the rest time was a little and we had to alternate with others.


Suddenly, a restaurant employee came with a tray.


"sorry brother, this is a deposit for his brother, " said the official then put a plate of fries and toast.


"the message from whom? "


"from the boss sir to Jasmin, he said, "after answering, the employee immediately said goodbye.


sister Ica looked at me question mark, finally I was forced to say if this cafe belonged to my friend in the village, don't forget I also said the incident before I know if Iqbal is the owner of this cafe.


"oh, so you already know the owner of this cafe, why not say the hell? "


"yes what should also say say say sis, people are just neighbors doang kok, besides I also just know today, "


sister Ica nodded her head, after which we finished our food up to the toilet, as well as food given Iqbal which currently only leaves the dirty dishes alone.


***


At 20:00 wib.


I came out of the boutique with shaky steps, while carrying my bag, I walked along the sidewalk that was a little stretchy.


a black car suddenly stopped beside me and before long, Judah came out with a very different appearance from the one he was wearing this morning.


tonight Yuda looks so very handsome, especially with a black suit that adds to the value of his good looks.


"sorry I'm late, there was still a meeting at the office," he said as if I was waiting for him to come home, let alone wait, had the intention even I did not have.


"what does it have to do with the same, me? "


"yes, this morning I told you that I would take you to the boutique every day, "


"no need, after all I'm used to going home on foot. "


"but Jas-"


"Yuda please. I do not want to be called an actor just because I am friendly with people who already have a partner and easily I can be taken anywhere? "


"wait, there seems to be something wrong with your word, "


"WHAT? "