Love Belongs to Cia
jena cake shop

"assalamu'alaikum jen".

"wa'alaikumsalam ci, by yourself??".

"yes, and I and I sent it here".

"ooo, uh what do you want to drink?".

"ordinary".

"just make it".

"assalamu'alaikum cioooo". shouted Riza who just arrived and immediately sat in front of me.

"wa'alaikumsalam za, tofa, uh there are girls too".

"my name is main fuji, and I'm a cia guy". replied fuji who was laughed at by us.

"madan hasn't come yet??, where is the child,?".

"madan chat you guys too?". I asked tofa.

"yoi".

"why are you guys here??". asked jena who came with a glass of capucino.

"madan said there was something important he wanted to talk about.

"jena please makein......".

"assalamu'alaikum huyuuu sorry all, the streets are jammed, fresh fresh makein jena ya!". the arrival of madan cut speech tofa.

"wa'alaikumsalam nyambar aja lu and".

"eh dika sama sofi has come, here sits". tofa speech makes me turn my head.

"duh duh already complete this gesrek gang, beware yes I made a drink first".

"general I help yuk, your customers have arrived".

"yes ci, it's lunchtime, yuk lah".

"and his talk is yes, I'll help jena first".

"woiiii saw his usual cia aja donk ji, so much so". the reprimand riza surprised fuji who stared at my departure.

"you want to make the cave die young yes,ngagetin aja lu".

"gays kayaknya I'm the same brother madan must help kak jena and kak cia, yuk kak madan".

"but brother's still tired of sof".

"ih ayuk brother!!".

"if the attention is more and more yes" said the one who saw the sofa had entered the kitchen door.

"uh dik, alas ya you nearin cia again, not my ridho".

"why the hell loh riz, so possessive to cia remember you're her boyfriend jena, not cia".

"cave his best friend not just anyone can get close to cia, let alone you".

"huuust shy tau tau jena customer.

in the kitchen I helped jena make a drink, seeing the presence of sofi and madan entering the kitchen and taking an apron, I had a ignorant idea to prank them.

"gen, have you made any dough for cryspi chicken yet?".

"no ci, why?".

"eh there is madan and sofi, want to help us yes, incidentally, jena has not made scryspi chicken dough, even though there are many messan, please help the two of you make the dough".

"ciaaaa". shouted my three friends looking at me strangely.

"let's just jen, once I know these two princesses". I whispered to jena, and agreed to it by jena.

"iya madan, sofi order more cryspi chicken, please make it the dough".

"duh jena, you know I just finished manicure padicure, not ah y'all".

"you are sof, if I work, I still make drinks".

"oh kak cia, sofi never make sohan,lagian sofi also just I an, timasa want to stir the dough".

"you're not intentional nolongin??".

"yes, yes, where is the ingredient for the dough?".

"it's in ready".

"sir intention is to tell him".

"jen, how's it stirring?".

"iya cia, but later my nails are broken how".

"sister cia please pour her flour".

"jena, add the water again".

it was time for us to act I looked at Jena Jena and immediately winked, I poured flour into the bowl, but deliberately the flour spilled in the hand of the sofi, which was out of care, he said,while Jena deliberately put water in a large portion, until it spilled about the shoes madan that looks still new.

"yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy"

"my shoes are jenaaaa".

"my hands got cia's".

"hahaha, is it good at work??uhhhh".

"aware ye cia, nih rasain nih".madan pursue me intending to defile my face with the liquid dough in his hands.

"kak jena also rasain nih". sofi also did the same thing, so that finally the kitchen jena became more messy.

bugh...

"uh".

"hahaha, why sof frogs, and their frogs?".

"bad sister really sick this tau".

"madan still safe??uhhhh".

"many birds muttered in front of me".

"hahahaha, here I help". jena and I helped madan and sofi stand, when the chase event was accidentally sofi slipped and hit madan, and ended up making them fall.

a few minutes later we resumed our pending work.

"cia please anterin to table number 10 can you?".

"maybe here I'm the anter".

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"good luck".I gave a smile to the owner of the order I delivered, I walked to table number eleven and picked up dirty glasses and dishes, when I would turn around accidentally I hit someone.

bugh..

"astaghfirullah I'm sorry I accidentally". I panicked and looked down, I looked at the shoes of the person who hit it turned out he was a man.

"cia you okay?".

"i'm fine with jen, but her brother.".my words were cut off by jena's words.

"it's okay let me take care of it, you just rest".

"once again I'm sorry yes, I'm sorry General". I still feel bad, I keep my head down because I feel guilty and don't dare to see who I've hit.

"sorry my friend sir, I will take responsibility for this discomfort".

"doesn't need jena, I want to borrow mushola can I?".

"yes sir, here's the key".

I rejoined my friend, and sat down on a riza.

"cioo why is that face in a bend, you have a problem?".

" i am okay za, we go to mushola yuk already want azan tuh".

"where is jena the other one?".

"most ntar nyulai".

I had entered the mushola but I was stunned to hear a very beautiful azan sound on the floor by someone, because I was curious to walk around snuggling with the precipitate intending to peek.

"god is so good that the voice of the chastisement is good, but it does not look on his face".

"why are you looking for a saf front?".

"Allahu akbar surprised me, and you why surprise me that, you want to see me die young what?".

"astaghfirullah haladzim cia by the way, who do you think you are, why do you look at that anyway?, who do you see?".

"liatin angel atid".

"huh why?".

"want I aduin your bad behavior that surprised me earlier". I immediately left madan to perform the circumcision prayer.

"those who look down on me are guilty".

hi man my first story friend, easy to be able to entertain friends friends all, please criticism and advice yes, thanks.