Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapters 185. Don't Wake Up Some Kind of Sleep
The restaurant was found after 20 minutes of spinning around in the city of Solo. A fairly famous restaurant name actually. The name of the restaurant is clearly displayed with large letters in front of the two-story building with a parking lot filled with various fruit trees for shade. Immediately Dimas turned his car around and got into the parking lot of the resto.
After parking the car, Dimas helped open the side car door to help Bu Jum get off because he was riding Qani. While Mbak Putri immediately scolded Akbar. It seemed that the boy was very excited, as he was about to meet his father.
Dimas received a call, when a man came to them from the restaurant. Mr. Cakra welcomed their arrival.
" Mr Asti, we've booked a rather cool place on the side of the restaurant. Mr. Leon is still talking business with his two colleagues upstairs!"
" It's okay, sir! We can, wait!" Asti said again.
The man approached a waiter who would take Asti's entourage to a place that had been pre-ordered by Mr. Boss.
" Mad, the payment will be put together with the bill belonging to Mr. Leon Murti, yes?" said Mr. Cakra.
" Ready, Sir! " the restaurant staff said it was polite.
Seen, Asti's busyness leads his entourage to walk to their table that has been ordered. Yet he felt a bit strange with the sudden arrival of the three hijab-wearing women..It seems that they have moved quickly to sit across the room with a table for the Asti group that has been ordered by Mr. Cakra before.
They were also busy asking for quick service. Two of the three women were wearing niqabs or veils, which were picking up a table at the end of the building.
The use of veils in the city known as multiculturalism is not too common or very common. So it still often gets the attention of others. Moreover, they were now in a public place like in this restaurant. Could it be that if the use of hijab like that to attend a religious event, Asti was quite understanding.
It turned out that Pita also felt the strangeness of their ways and attitudes that looked different. Because often every time they talk, their faces and heads will certainly turn towards Asti. Moreover, one of the women kept watching the movements, Mr. Cakra, assistant to Mr. Leon.
Mr. Cakra immediately resigned and went upstairs, through the side stairs near the table ordered by the boss's family.
" Message whatever food you want for this lunch!" asti Pinta. Because each has been given a menu book by the waiter.
" Come on Ma'am Jum, Princess, Dimas, Pita!" asti continued. He himself chose the menu for himself, Qani and Akbar.
This restaurant offers a lot of Javanese cuisine. So it fits pretty well on their tongues all of them. Bu Jum chose the Javanese-style rawon Timuran, , Akbar enjoyed the clear chicken soto. While Dimas and Putri try different Surakarta gudeg cuisine with typical krecek fried sambal. Their orders were delivered ten minutes later.
The food immediately sat on the long table was complete with white rice, and a drink of sweet iced tea. Because they had been in Klewer Market for a long time, so a bit tired and thirsty too. Plus the sun is shining quite hot this afternoon.
Qani enjoys a small bowl of sun soup. His lips tasted the soup. Cuisine different from the usual Asti or Mbak Ning serve. Moreover, there are vegetables that are also fit bitten by a baby who has just learned to eat, such as carrots and soft potatoes.
While eating, Asti continued to feed Qani... Let Bu Jum quite calmly enjoy his lunch this time.
The princess added a lot of chili to her plate so that her face was red and sweaty. Another case with Puspita who chose a menu that is almost the same as Asti, soto meat with warm white rice. Of course Soto meat was given thick coconut milk sauce.
They ate quickly because lunch time was already over 30
the minute ago. Fortunately in this restaurant is also provided a place to pray, in the form of a small mosque at the end of the restaurant building. Be Asti leave Qani and Akbar on them, when he permits prayers first.
"Mister Asti!" Tegur a woman. The woman removed the niqab on her face, because it would ablaze. Then he approached Asti who had completed the dhuhur prayer first.
Asti's eyes stared at the woman's face for a long time... Pretty sweet, anyway! But that face was a bit foreign to him. He had never met this woman at all. So it is difficult to recognize it, especially to be friendly. So Asti is afraid to be called arrogant if he does not answer the greeting.
" I'm sorry, have we met before?"
The young lady's answer felt like it was hitting her chest. Asti felt a strange sensation. It was precisely in Mas Adam's office that he met Almira for the first time... Even if he went to Mas Adam's office, Asti never came alone. If not accompanied by Joko, definitely with Lek No. After all, the architect is now involved in the Mas Leon project on the construction of stage 2 and 3 housing owned by the Murti family company.
In Mas Adam's office it is now guarded by his cousin's sister ... So the office on the road of independence, almost all who work there are all men.
" Don't be so arrogant, Ma'am! Mangtang - mentang Mbak Asti defended the community... If the man is guilty and apologizes. Forgive ... Allah is Oft-Forgiving and Forgiving!" Said the young lady clearly.
The woman continued to talk while smoothing out her appearance. Of course, Asti was getting confused. Just this time, in her entire life, she was getting scolded from an unknown person. What's problem?
" Mom reprimanded me? I don't know Mama! If you accuse me of being arrogant or something ... I don't care, b no matter what the judgment is against me. As a wife, of course I will try to fight other women who try to enter and damage the household. God hates divorce.... Please yes, Ma'am. Tell her friend! Do not just because he is now in a wide hijab and wearing a niqab, then feel that all actions done are justified by Allah! Apologize to me, he never did! Even happy to make drama, the household of others disperse! Accept the consequences of all his bad deeds. Tell Almira that Allah does not sleep. The wrong will remain wrong, the right will remain right!"
The woman was surprised by Asti's telling. How, did he know that what was being talked about was Almira? Immediately Asti ngeloyor left without words.
Since the presence of the three young ladies, who were across their table. Asti believes that one of them is Almira. Of course Asti is very familiar with Almira's movements! Of course he memorized from the way Almira sat or conversed with two of his female friends .
The woman in the blue Navi hijab, must be Almira! He may have two friends who are loyal to him. Of course, a fellow woman who will be ready to defend Almira with all her mistakes. Asti is not afraid! Almira never apologized to him, and did not want to admit his mistake.
" Mr Asti, what's wrong? " ask Mom Jum worried. The woman was already very familiar with the changes that her employer's face was. There must have been something bad that he had encountered.
" It looks like there's Almira in there with her friends. One of them scolded me at the mushola loudly!"
" Almira?" Tanya Dimas was on guard. Welcomed the word "Abaghfirullah" from Bu Jum and Puspita simultaneously.
" Possibly, only... But want to be covered like anything I know it's Almira. Is he still stalking Mas Leon's activities, huh?"
" It's crazy!" Puspita said rather surprised as well, "Don't let go. That woman is becoming very dangerous!"
It turns out that since Asti permission to the mushola, Putri and Puspita also somewhat suspect their movements. The princess tried to find out with a little stealing their hearing. The Princess deliberately went back and forth there, to where the third table of the hijab woman was. Of course while pretending to throw garbage in the form of food wrappers or tissues. Not to forget the sound recorder button is lit in the pocket of her long skirt.
Dimas immediately reported the incident to Mr. Cakra. Coincidentally Leon and his business friend had also finished their meeting. After having a lunch event. Because the two young business men came from an area or city that was a little far from this place.
Pak Cakra's eyes kept watching the women. Until one of them becomes very agitated. Especially the woman in brown robe who had blasphemed Asti to let go of her veil.
Asti calmly stared at the interaction between them. Coincidentally the bench he was sitting on also led to that table.
The arrival of Leon and Pak Cakra, looks more mysterious. Dimas understood the situation. Qani immediately asked for his father's cradle. They immediately finished the lunch, then Pak Cakra settled the payment at the cashier.
Leon quickly brought the baby into Pajero's parked car near the entrance of the restaurant. He asked Asti and Pita to come to his car.
Akbar was taken by Mbak Putri and Bu Jum got into Inova's car, with Dimas who had started the engine of his car.
Inova car is maroon red that came out more leaving the courtyard of the restaurant. Followed by Mr. Cakra, who brought Pajero's car. Along the way Pita and Asti fell silent... Moreover, the henchman Qani sat in a car seat flanked by Pita and his mother who sat in the middle bench.
" Cakra! You will contact Mas Qosim ... He told me about his future wife who has been living in this city for a long time... Find out if the fiancee is good friends with Almira.. There was also the restaurant manager's mother who said, if you had a little dispute with one woman in the musholla room, Asti?"
Asti just nodded weakly...He felt tired of inner birth. All that persolan comes in his life continues to be continuous. As if it never ends. Perhaps he was only able to surrender at this moment, to God who required him to meet them! A test of life that must be passed.
Asti's eyes stared at Pita. The girl repeatedly patted the back of Asti's hand to give her strength. Cars - cars move in tandem to a place like a mall in the middle of this city.