Money Or Honey
Episode 20: Meeting a customer

"Hi, Hiyo..." 

Hiyola and Daniel both looked over. Bram; daniel's father, screaming from the car garage. Apparently the 58-year-old man just returned from the office which is clearly visible from his appearance. 

Hiyola stopped Hope right inside the gate. "Hi, Om!" sahut. Daniel got off the bike. 

"Not stopping by, huh?" bargain Daniel. Hiyola shook her head, then raised the standard of her bike again.

"It's almost four o'clock." replied Hiyola with a regretful look, while shaking the watch in hand. 

Bram who heard the conversation of his son and best friend walked over. 

"Hiyola hasn't stopped by for a long time" Bram said.

Hiyola nodded awkwardly. "I'm sorry, Om. I have a lot of work lately. This is all I have to meet a client of the app." 

Bram, who knew Hoyola well enough, smiled and nodded. He knew the job Hiyola meant. Daniel has been talking a lot lately. 

"Yes, I've." Sahut Bram's.

Bram used to offer a job with a decent enough position in his company, but unfortunately Hiyola refused on the grounds of not wanting to take a position that he himself was not worthy of. Because of Hiyola's honest and humble attitude, Bram was always happy to see Daniel's closeness. 

"Next time just stop by her." she added.

Hiyola nodded, then turned on Hope, said goodbye to Daniel and Om Bram and began to drive away from the elite residential area. 

The time is only 30 minutes left to arrive at the cafe that has been agreed with the client.

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After taking almost 29 minutes, Hiyola finally arrived at the location that had been promised, then began to park Hope in a place that has been provided. 

Hiyola's eyes sparkle when watching the appearance of a very cool cafe according to him. 

The cafe is just a large field without a roof consisting of a set of chairs and tables, no doors or walls. Only the connection of the Tumbler lamp connection is the decorator, plus the atmosphere of the afternoon before night makes it look very beautiful and pleasant in the middle of the sound of laughter carried by the wind.

Hiyola was amazed, "It's worth the name, 'Awesome cafe'!"

His eyes blinked a few times. He never knew his city had such a beautiful place. 

Walking closer, Hiyola passed through an unresolved bulkhead. From a distance he could see the number of Cafe customers and right in the middle, a bule man in his 60s, was sitting alone staring at the people around him. 

The old man looked very lonely. For a moment, Hiyola remembered her father. Hiyola's eyes then moved to the table, where there was a paper with the inscription, 'Meet Me' which is a code for every client and employee who met shortly. 

With a slow step Hiyola approached the man, hoping that the man would not be included in the black list of his customers. 

"Master, C?" that's about the call you want to san client, according to application data. 

The man turned his head, nodded, and let Hiyola sit down, with just a gesture of his hand.

Moments after Hiyola sat down, the waiter brought her two cups of warm coffee with a companion snack. 

Hiyola kept paying attention to her customers. His face was quite handsome for an old man. From his temperament, Hiyola could guess Mr. C was an authoritative man, probably a leader in an agency. But the most beautiful, are the eyes, the eyes are grayish and look cute. 

Mr. C continued to circulate his gaze, watching all the visitors. Sometimes he wears a big smile on his wrinkled face.

Hiyola's brows furrowed, she only realized one thing.

"Like this he is, mute." his mind while nodding. "Truly pity." she said again. 

"I wish I had a nice old day, as they should." said Mr. C, his eyes still glaring in all directions. 

Hiyola spontaneously shook her own head. His smartass attitude was immediately broken when Mr. C spoke just now. Even the Indonesian man is very fluent. 

"I wish I'd never made that mistake." this time Mr. C's eyes saw Hiyola. It was obvious regret in his gray eyes. "I'm sorry I told you this."

Hiyola nodded, there was a hint of gratitude as the man was not what he had thought before. 

"No matter sir, I was paid for it." said Hiyola ceplas-ceplos. 

Mr. C laughed crisply. "I like the attitude of girls like you" she said feeling funny with Hiyola who was too honest. Then as usual, Hiyola could only scratch her ears due to the wrong behavior.

Mr. C sipped his coffee. His eyes looked far away. 

"I've hurt the woman I love." Mr. C smiled bitterly, putting the cup back. "I have two sons from two different women."

Hiyola took a deep breath. "Huh, the topic is heavy." muttered Hiyola inwardly. 

"I hurt my most beloved wife and chose to live with another woman." 

Hiyola made no comment. He has never even been in love. 

Mr. C lowered his head to massage the temple.His regrets are so obvious.

"I hurt him so many times that he got so bad. I betrayed him and also my son just to be with another woman. And now, I'm starting to regret." 

Hiyola was confused as to what kind of reaction. Of course Mr. C is guilty here. But, he couldn't possibly judge her at this moment. 

"Yes, already, just leave the new wife Master." again Hiyola did not use the heart and only used her insensitive brain. 

Kali Tuan C immediately raised his face gawking. He was shocked by the advice of his coffee drinking buddy. In the next second, the man laughed while holding his stomach. 

"You little girl, always say what you want, hm..?" he still chuckles. 

Hiyola stared intensely at Mr. C's handsome face. The man who seemed depressed before, was now a little better. 

"It seems I have to hear the opinion of an honest girl like you." said Mr. C, raising his glass again. 

Hiyola shook her head for a moment. "Sorry before you, sir. I am not personally experienced in relationships. But can I be honest?" 

Mr. C put down his cup while nodding. "Of course, that's why I want to hear your opinion." replied Mr. C agreed. 

Hiyola took a breath. Seemed hesitant. 

" if I could tell you, sir that's a jerk." 

Uhuk... 

Mr. C immediately choked on Hiyola's sentence just now, but instead of getting angry, he chuckled at what Hiyola said. Making Hiyola turn her back because of Mr. C's reaction. 

"Continue, I am only surprised that no one ever dared to say that, directly in front of me." said Mr. C on the sidelines of his laughter. 

Hiyola scratched her ear again. His mouth can never be controlled if it is related to betrayal and its kind. 

"So, here it is clear sir is guilty. I don't want to give an opinion on the part of the women you've hurt. The master and the women may only be connected by a piece of paper; a marriage certificate, or a promise. However, the relationship with your sons is a blood relation. You can't just break that relationship. By choosing to live with one of the women."

"As a parent, you can't leave your son, either for any reason. For you will never know what kind of mentality a child lives in his parents. Pain, loneliness, a sense of betrayal, despair, that's what we, the kids feel. Even if we are adults, we children are still someone who needs you, regardless of your problems or conditions as parents." 

"Because of you, we exist. Because you are the sons of Master, there is. Please never make a decision that destroys your children. I don't care how you solve problems with women, I can make sure it's very complicated, but never leave your child, because I know very well what it's like to be left behind by a parent." 

Mr. C was stunned to hear the young girl in front of him. The girl who looked cute and slippery turned out to have extraordinary thoughts. Even his eyes showed deep wounds.

"I was dumbfounded" said Mr. C right after Hiyola finished her speech. 

Sruuttt....

Hiyola didn't give Mr. C's praise, he was busy sipping his coffee because his mouth was suddenly dry. 

"You've got great thoughts for a little girl like you." 

Hiyola rolled a puffed-up eyeball. Already he guessed, his bangs did bring bad effects. 

"I am an adult sir, I am not a child." Hiyola's murmur made Mr. C laugh. 

Meanwhile, from a distance, again Robert was there, monitoring with slightly furrowed brows. He and Petra were there three minutes ago. 

"It's just his client sir" Petra said suddenly. Robert suddenly changed his originally irritated expression to flat and ordinary.

"Yes, I know! No need to patronize!" ketus Roberts.

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