The Mate at the Beginning
Chapter 111 Waiting

At his place Yahya paced back and forth at the front door of the restaurant was waiting for the arrival of Mita restlessly. Temporarily looked forward while watching the road hoping to see the matic motor that Mita used to drive. Several times saw the clock on his phone with a frown.

"Where is this kid an hour longer but not yet nongol too? Did something happen?" think Yahya. Then shook his head strongly, casting away the shadow of bad events that could befall Mita on the way because he could not think of anything bad happening to her.

"Astaghfirullah.I can't think bad."

Apparently already in the lunch hour, seen from some people who came to lunch to his restaurant and those who came to watch him with a smile and nod while passing by, he smiled back and nodded.

The longer the more that comes, not as usual. Passing through it with smiles and nods until the turn of the rows of girls, they seemed to have winked and entered with laughter and whispers. Yahya could only shake his head, it was common for him. Like the saying there is sugar there are ants.

"Mas.today rame well." said Dika, one of his employees. Yahya seemed confused, in his state he could not focus on each other because his focus was only Mita.

"Hmmm.." So the answer is Deheman.

"Tomorrow mas boss here just so as to be the seller of this restaurant, evidenced by the handsome mas boss able to attract customers, especially women." dika's point of view was on the table of the group of girls who from earlier glanced at them with a look of adoration. Immediately greeted by loud talk and grunts.

"Ah AW AW.." grimacing while stroking the head.

"Why ticked? Sick boss, do I speak the truth." protested Dika with annoyance.

"One more time call me a dealer I'm throwing you out of here." Yahya pointed his index finger with a sharp gaze then looked up and entered the restaurant that immediately got the attention of the girls.

"Who is he?" there were whispers again from the girls' table.

"I'm really curious could it be the manager or the owner of this restaurant?" while imagining, how lucky it is to get a handsome guy with a thick wallet, all his wishes can certainly be realized.

"Then you're altitude." One of them scoffs.

"Hurun deh call his servant laper nih." said the other.

"Yes the same.forget the guy even though handsome can not make full if concerned doang unless swiped his ATM..."

"Ah..udeh not important too, the present age of appearance can deceive mending looking old but money seduced little guaranteed out.." while smiling meaningfully.

"It's always good to be in the old crowd I'm a ogah, less ******* hahaha......" with a loud laugh made other visitors disturbed and noticed them with sharp eyes as if blaspheming them.

"That's so dirty talking about it!" another comment, which turns out to be their interaction in Yahya's supervision. Near their table with an expressionless face felt that the group of girls had gone too far, need to be reprimanded.

"Excuse me. Here's where to eat so please be polite!" reprimand Yahya polite, suave may but also see the formation of the person, if such they must be firm so as not to be underestimated.

"Oh sorry mas..I represent my apologies for the inconvenience we have done." by acting sweet-ass in front of Yahya.

"Thank you for the cooperation." then leave with a flat face. After his departure, they just glanced at each other while hand-drawn. It felt embarrassing to go straight away after making a fuss so they ordered food.

Elsewhere, Mita looked at her phone which kept ringing the sign of incoming messages. Lazily he opened his phone, some messages from Yahya immediately appeared filled the screen of his phone. His eyes moved, reading the message.

"Oh Allah I forgot." looked up at the wall clock.

"It's past twelve o'clock, which means it's azan." Mita jumped out of her bed, took a quick walk to the bathroom.

"Yes Allah is like this if people are too busy thinking about the world of kebangetan until Azan dhuhur is not horrified, what this can be called religious Muslims.." he murmured, upset to himself. After taking off all the clothes, Mita started flushing her body, soaking her whole body and toothbrush until a few minutes later she finished and rushed out of the bathroom continued to take ablution.

"Oh Allah I forgot to bales." while patting the eidat and then took the time to reply to Yahya's message which turned out to continue sending messages impatiently.

"I'm sorry I forgot the bales, because the panic went straight to the bathroom. I pray first insya Allah runs out of this directly there ngajak Irham." send to Yahya and Mita can breathe a sigh of relief. Continue the dhuhur prayer.

Finished preparing, we look for the existence of Irham in the yard is not there.

"Where is this child, usually stuck between the trees now there is nothing.try to look back." he muttered walking quickly to the back, found Irham sitting with his chin propped up, looked sad.

"God here you are, apparently, my brother, "just looking at you with a frown and a lethargic face. Realizing Irham's condition was so sad because of him, Mita immediately crouched down.

"I'm sorry I forgot.Now we go to his restaurant, Yahya, he's been waiting for a long time, yep!"

"I was full, no more appetite" he said not excited mixed sulking. Mita felt guilty, looking for an idea to persuade Irham to come along.

"If you don't sulk as soon as I've apologized..I forgot, I'll buy you a t-shirt, will you?" Mita tried to persuade Irham who immediately shook her head.

"I don't take bribes." Mita laughed at Irham's reply.

"Who would bribe you?"

"There are you." chuckling.

"I just want to make amends to you." but Irham did not react, just silent with his head bowed.

"You sure you don't want to?" ask Mita again, making sure Irham does not want to come with her.

"Have you ever eaten a sweet sour crab yet?" Seduce with delicious food, who knows it works.

"Or fried duck?" offer another menu.

"Fried chicken?" keep trying, never give up.

"Fried boiler?" his last persuasion did not come to fruition, Irham remained unreacted. Mita gave up and took a breath, forced to leave

alone, I felt sorry for Yahya who had been waiting for him since morning.

"Yes, I'm gone.don't nyesel you know!" already want to turn back, Irham stopped him.

"What can I ask for?" Mita frowned while thinking.

"But you have to know the limits." Mita warned and retorted a nod.

"Ok let's go!"

"Wait for me to change!" and instantly disappeared.

"God is waiting again." Mita decides to send a message back to Yahya, asking him to be more patient awaiting his arrival.