THE MOTORCYCLE LEADER, MY GIRLFRIEND
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The cafe door was pushed by Cyeril and everything was still the same, both the shape, the way it was arranged, and all his friends first.

Cyeril entered the cafe and went to the cashier directly ordering coffee and snacks.

"Order iced coffee milk and french fries" Cyeril told the cashier.

"Thirty thousand rupiahs" said the cashier slowly while receiving the money that Cyeril had deposited at the cashier's desk.

"This is the money" Cyeril said.

"Cjenile?" said the cashier slowly between shock and disbelief Cyeril returned to this cafe after the incident that night.

"Prita, how are you?" Cyeril greeted his coworkers first politely.

"good. You how are you?" ask Prita while printing Cyeril's order receipt.

"Well, too" Cyeril's jawba was brief

"You pregnant? Married already?" prita asked as she gave the receipt and looked at Cyeril whose stomach looked slightly swollen.

Cyeril laughed and accepted the receipt while showing her the wedding ring.

"I'm married. Three months pregnant again" said Cyeril proudly.

"Congratulations to Cyeril. I'm happy for you. Why is no one invited? We also want to share happiness," said Prita slowly feel sad.

They were comrades in arms when looking for work and the ending was received at the cafe at the same time.

"Later if the four-monthly event, I invite you, yes" said Cyeril slowly

"Who am I waiting for. Be careful not to forget," said Prita reminded.

"Yes. Will not forget. Echemm ... Mr Kahfi is there?" ask Cyeril slowly.

"There was. On top. Want to go up?" ask Prita directly.

"Gak ah. So slander later. After all, it's been food pesen. Mending's down here. Can you please call Mr Kahfi? I need to" Cyeril told Prita.

"could. I'm calling now. You just wait for your order," said Prita slowly.

Cyeril gave a small nod and turned to look for a seat while waiting for his food and drink order and waiting for Pak Kahfi to come to see him.

It turned out that orders of milk iced coffee and fries came early. Mr. Kahfi has not been down to see him even though Prita has returned to the back of the cashier table.

Cyeril's phone rang loudly. Dzoki called. Tumben once the man called. Though usually the man will not tell Cyeril by calling. Most also just send a short chat to Cyeril that he has arrived at the office. But today is so different. Dzoki called Cyeril.

"Hallo Brother?"

"Rile. Brother has arrived. Have you met Kahfi? Already finished the chat? If you're done coming home now or want to pick up Mommy?" ask Dzoki quickly.

"Ekhemc ... Go home by yourself. No need to pick up with Mother. Not delicious. After all, Cyeril has not met Mr. Kahfi," said Cyeril honestly.

"Where is he really? Don't stay there long. Make Brother not calm down. Even though it's a work matter," said Dzoki advising.

"Oh my goodness, brother. It's only been half an hour. Cyeril is also not assorted," answered Cyeril looking for a defense but it is true according to reality.

Cyeril gawks at Dzoki's words, her husband has just. Cyeril feels he is really being loved by Dzoki. Can Cyeril smile happily and proudly.

Both of them were silent and did not speak. Cyeril who was silent because of Dzoki's speech had just made his heart so flowery.

While Dzoki was silent because he realized that he had been free to talk admit that he was jealous of Cyeril who met Kahfi.

"Relse ... Brother Dzoki," call Cyeril down.

"Yes," replied Dzoki a little nervously.

"Ekhemm. Kahfi sir is coming. It's not good if it's still a phone call" said Cyeril slowly. He was confused as to what to say so reasoned like that. Though Kahfi has not come and has not even revealed the trunk of his nose.

"Yes let it go. You said you were married and pregnant," Dzoki said, reminding Cyeril to be honest with Kahfi.

"Yes Brother. Cyeril must have said. All you want to invite Mr. Kahfi and Cyeril's coworkers first to come home. Cyeril wants a four-monthly event and invites friends to let him know that Cyeril is married. Brother Dzoki objected?" ask Cyeril slowly.

"No objection at all. That nice. You find a perfect time to make the event. Brother wants our relationship to be publicized and not covered anymore" said Dzoki firmly.

"Yes Brother. Cyeril pasri finds the right time soon. Yes, yes, brother. Cyeril's gonna call again" Cyeril said quickly.

Mr. Kahfi was already visible from a distance and was staring at the direction of the clingy Cyeril. Cyeril hangs up and pretends not to see Kahfi and enjoys the food and drink in front of him.

"Hey Cyeril. How are you?" kahfi with a big smile.

Kahfi was happy to see Cyeril back. Kahfi thought, Cyeril came to him because he wanted to work again like before. But ... Kahfi saw the gold ring worn by Cyeril on the ring finger of his right hand. His gaze changed as he looked at Cyeril as if asking for an answer to his curiosity.

"Sir Kahfi? Cyeril's news is good. How are you doing?" ask Cyeril the stale base.

"Well Ril," said Kahfi slowly.

The two stared at each other. Kahfi wanted to ask also a bit doubt about the ring that is being used Cyeril. Cyeril was also confused about where to start talking about the efforts that will be submitted to cooperate with Kahfi.

"Rpa ... Cyeril can not buy the product?" ask Cyeril slowly.

"What product?" ask Kahfi slowly.

"Kue Sir. Cyeril is now opening a cake business at home. The plan is to join the sale here using this storefront. Let there be work. We can collaborate. Let the turnover go up" Cyeril said, swearing his idea at Kahfi.

"That's great of you, Ril. Didn't expect to have a business just a few months asked to resign. You can, please wear it, in the corner there. You can put a display case and in the back can make the cooking or not necessary?" ask Kahfi slowly.

"Ekhemc ... If the pastry is ready from home and live distribution only. The plan does want a wet cake made impromptu to warm," said Cyeril steady.

"May also have his idea. Can get in that. I agree with your idea, please want to be carried out when," said Kahfi.

"Let's let Brother Dzoki take care of the business" said Cyeril slowly.

"Dzoki? Brother Dzoki? He's your college friend, right? The guy who likes to bully you the most? Tasya's boyfriend?" kahfi said slowly.

"Boy's boyfriend too, right?" cyeril laughed.

"That's so sweet you laugh. I'm the same Tasya is no longer in contact. What to do with the foragers who also relate to others. I survived but could not hold back. Anyway I love other people," Kahfi explained as she looked at Cyeril closely and sharply.

Deg ....