Handsome Chef Heart Enthusiasts
Chapter XXIV (Yoga Pratama)

I was curious about the idea with Adeena yesterday. I called him on Whatsapp to answer my curiosity.

"Hello."

"Hello, Deen. What was yesterday's plan? Success?"

"Success what? I even saw the painful sight. It's all because of you."

Adeena ngoceh long times high times wide. My butterflies are hot with their chatter. I pulled an ear from a cell phone.

"Calm down, Sis. One dead grows a thousand. Failing one idea, there's still 1000 other idea reserves."

"What other ideas?"

"We met first yuk. Let's have a good chat."

"OKAY. But in Lesehan Cipto Roso yes. Tonight as well."

"Sip."

***

I came home, with no revenge

I accepted my defeat

I came home, with no revenge

Cut your victory

You teach happiness, you teach suffering

Playing the song Sheila on 7 – Stop Hoping further makes my heart torn to shreds. Losing before the war, that's the proper term I feel right now. Ten minutes ago I arrived Lesehan Cipto Roso, not the figure of Adeena that I found but the painful sight that caught my sense of vision. The woman I love is friendly with those closest to me.

Instantly I felt Dejavu. I've experienced this before, while still dating Renata Anara Chantika. Oh my God, why should I be doomed to see that painful sight again?

Adeena. He's the one to blame. He must have set me up on purpose to see their affection. A look at the quality of the smartphone, there is one BBM message from Adeena. 

Lo where is it? I've been waiting for you a long time, hunt here!

My fingers typed in a reply for him.

WOY, DON'T PRETEND ANYMORE. PURPOSE YOU ASK ME LESEHAN CIPTO ROSO TO TRAP ME RIGHT? YOU INTENTIONALLY LET ME SEE THE PAINFUL SIGHT. FROM NOW ON DON'T BOTHER ME ANYMORE!

 That's my last message to Adeena. After sending the message, I permanently delete Adeena's contact. I blocked phone numbers, WA contacts, FB accounts, Intagram, Line and twitter. Yeah, I decided I didn't want to have any more contact with him.  From tomorrow I will go as far as possible leaving all that hurts in Yogyakarta.

***

I looked at the resignation letter I just finished. When I wanted to send it to Chef Agusta, suddenly a sense of doubt spread in the heart.

The shadow of years of togetherness began to mill around in my mind. Can I be sure I left him after everything he gave me?

Chef Agus has been very kind to give me work when I really need money. When I worked with him, he treated me well. Love bonus love, introduced to great people, and much more goodness. However, the other side is also not able to work with people who are dating girls that I like. Ah, dizziness.

Logic and heart keep fighting. Until finally the winning logic makes my finger click the sent button to email [email protected]

I hope my decision is right.

***

I am confused where to go now. Staying in a nice hotel, but expensive. Now I'm unemployed. Must be saving mode. Look for a contract that does not know where it fits and is cheap. I was in Yogyakarta just overseas. Original Lampung.

Instantly look at the small shop. I stopped by to buy drinks, snacks and cigarettes.

"Mom, I bought mineral water, cigarettes the same bread, huh?" I pointed to strawberry jam bread.

"Monggos."

The shop mom wrapped my order. 

"How many total?"

"Twenty thousand."

I reached into the shirt pocket. There is twenty thousand dollars. I handed it to the shop's mother.

"Oh yes, ma'am, there is a cheap contract here, but it is comfortable and clean?"

"There was. But it feels full, Mom."

"Foolah. Thank you, Mom."

After two hours of muttering the city of Yogyakarta, finally one found the right stopover. Villa Raffi Izam's. One of my best friends too. The address does not know. It is far from Yogyakarta. It could be that in this place I found peace.

Hc .. tok …

Raffi opens the door. He was surprised to see me. "Yoga, how are you? How come I didn't know if I wanted to come here?"

"Sorry, Bro impromptu to the sininya. Can I stay here, right?"

Raffi was astonished to see me carrying a big suitcase. "What kind of wind is going to wind down here?"

"I'm not allowed to enter first? Let it be nice to talk?"

"Yes, come in."

I'm a little troubled to have two suitcases. Raffi helped me get my two suitcases into his house. I slammed myself onto the sofa as soon as I sat down.

"Well, who did you tell me about escaping from? Same with bini?"

"Boro-boro fight equally bini, new love ngerasain same girl already stabbed people. I'm resigning as manager of Chef Agusta."

"Huh? How can?"

I told you what happened between me and Chef Agusta.

"Anjay, FTV is a great story. Maybe if your story was made FTV then the title is My Love Stabbed Boss. Haha."

I laughed as I threw a pillow at him. "Damn."

"You think I'm wrong not to resign from a good person just like me because of love?"

"In love there is nothing wrong." Raffi started to put out his wise words. "But how good you think clearly, not when emotions. Avoiding regrets."

My mind wondered, was my decision in a hurry based on emotions alone?

"Oi .. even dumb. Don't think about it. Love makes life difficult. So far I have chosen singles."

"I am confused, what to do in the future? Stay where? Can't stay here for a while? Until I get a new job."

"Eh, don't ding. Afraid of your nicotine. At least until I get a contract that fits ding."I hurriedly read the words.

"Bby dong. What the hell didn't do there. Relax just the next time. After all, we used to bother each other."

My reflexes hugged him tightly. He's breathing hard. "Detach ... freelance .. oi. Disgustedly. Someone saw that we were gay. Hiiii."

"Haha." 

Finally I can laugh loosely in the midst of the square love drama.

***

I rested in the guest room. My eyes glared at the ceiling of the villa. It's comfortable here. But I can't stay here forever. I took HP to look for job openings in groups Facebook, Instagram, or other social media.

Uh, tempted to read hundreds of chats in WA.

Top chat from Chef Agusta. It's his bias to ask why I resigned, where I was and so on. He did not forget to call dozens of times.

The chat below was Kinta. He is like Chef Agusta. Asking my position. I was lazy to reply to their chat. Then I blocked their number.

Suddenly I peed. I want to go to WC, immediately I see Raffi smiling himself while holding HP. I'm curious. I tried peeping in from behind. Unfortunately, caught. He took his HP away from me.

"Why are you smiling?"

"Bacain comments netijen in Lambe Turah exciting. Haha. Oh, you're busy tomorrow?"

"No really. Why?"

"Tomorrow I'm here huh. There was a special guest coming. I'm afraid I'm groggy if I'm alone."

"Who is it?"

"Tomorrow you will know."

"Bro, I'm looking for a new job. Got a friend who's looking for a locker?"

"Well, that's right. Who knows, my guest could give you a new job tomorrow.

I'm getting curious, who's Raffi's special guest? Yes 'tilah. See tomorrow, I'm back to the WC.