CHAPTER 3

Traizle

"Do we have any orders to be deliver?" I asked the owner. I have three customers already and I am hoping for more.

She shook her head. "None, Kelvin went to deliver the last order I have." the owner answered.

I was about to say something when my phone rang suddenly. I got my phone to see the caller and it was Lyndon. The doorbell chimed as I answered the answer button of my phone.

"I am Zarsuelo, the man who tried to order but get mislead by someone." A man named Zarsuelo said. "And I wasn't able to give me an explanation and ended the call abruptly." He added.

I immediately looked at him. He came here because I ended the call without telling him?

"I am the someone you are talking to." I answered, making him look at me.

He quickly turned to me, and his eyes widened. "You—you are the woman in the restaurant this morning," he replied while pointing his forefinger at me. "But yeah, l tried to order a while ago and you just ended the call saying I am just doing some prank?" he asked me, upset from what I had done a while ago.

I don't think he has the rights to get mad. I was tricked by him last night and I should be the one who is angry here, not him. "Yes, you are." I answered looking at his eyes directly.

"How can you say that I am just doing some pranks?" he asked, folding his arms.

My eyebrows arched. "Do you really not know?" I asked.

"I will not come here being like this if I know." he answered quickly.

I looked at the owner, she is also looking at me confused from the situation we are in.

"Last night," I responded. "You called and ordered almost a hundred person's food, I went to the place you told me but when I got there, I couldn't reach you. I waited for almost an hour, but you did not show up. I wasted a big money, Asshole." I continued.

He smiled. The Asshole smiled at me as he scratches his neck.

"I can say that it was really my fault last night," he said. "I am not an asshole, it is just something came up and I had to fix it. After that, I forgot that I ordered something." he added.

So, he forgot about it? What should I do with the money I lost? Can I just punch him?

My phone is ringing again, Lyndon called so I answered the call walking away without looking at the Asshole.

"Why?" I asked.

"What happened? I heard your conversation a while ago. The man last night really went there? Do not punch or do something bad for you, okay?" He asked from the other line.

I snorted. "Of course, I won't," I answered. "Why did you call?" I asked.

"I just wanted to ask, what time are you going home? Layzen kept on asking me, because he wants to wait for you." he replied.

"Tell him to not wait for me, just sleep without me. Lock the door before going to sleep." I answered.

"Why can't I wait for you? I wanted to experience, what is the feeling of staying late and eating a midnight snack too." Layzen butted in on the other line.

"In short, he is just jealous of us." Lyndon said, mocking Layzen.

"You still have class tomorrow, Layzen. We will do that on Friday, okay?" I explained.

"Why Lyndon can sleep late, while me cannot?" Layzen complained.

"Because I am an adult already, while you, you are still a baby." Lyndon answered.

"I am not a baby anymore!" Layzen commented angrily. "I am four already and studying. A baby cannot do that." he added, trying to explain his side.

"You are, when it comes to the three of us." Lyndon said that he made Layzen throw a tantrums.

"Lyndon, better stop annoying him. If he cries, you will be dead later," I warned. "Just sleep without me, I will end this call now." I added before ending the call.

I was about to go to the counter, but the Asshole blocked my way.

"You know how to tell someone when you are going to end the call, yet you ended the call without telling me." he said, still complaining from what I did.

"Were you listening from our conversation?" I asked. "Don't you think you are too nosy?" I added.

He smiled again and nodded his head. "Yes, I am listening and yes, I am nosy. I am curious about you, I told you I saw you this morning on the

restaurant and the issue as well." he responded.

"And so?" I answered.

He pouted. "Can you be nice for once? It is unfair for me. I am treating you well, but you are not doing the same thing." he complained.

"Am I supposed to entertain you? I am a courier here, not an entertainer." I answered.

"Is it because of what happened last night?" He asked.

"If it is, can you do something about it?" I answered.

He clapped his hands excitedly. "Of course! And I did something already," he answered proudly. "Nice timing!" he added, looking from the entrance.

A group of people entering the snack bar in a second. They are all wearing formal suits, they even look at the man beside me while bowing a little. I looked at him, he was smiling widely like an idiot.

"Stop staring, I might melt. I know I am handsome, and I am not ashamed of it." he boasted.

"Did you ask them to go here?" I asked.

"Yes," he nodded. "The owner told me you lost a lot of money last night and I know it is my fault. I tried to order again to treat some of them tonight, and nothing important got in my way. I did not forget about it as well, that is why I came here. This is the way of me, apologizing from

what happened. So, are we good now?" He added.

They said money can't buy happiness, but mine can.

"Thank you." I replied and smiled a little to show my gratitude.

"That is also your expression after fixing the trouble this morning. The attitude you showed me a while ago was also your expression with the girl and her boyfriend in the restaurant. You can easily change your expression by whom you are facing. When you gave our order, you were smiling and thoughtful at the same time." he said.

"Were you observing me?" I asked, shocked from what I heard from him.

He quickly shakes his hands. "I am not weird. What happened a while ago somewhat made you a star, we are not able to continue our discussion because of the noise. Instead, we watched until it ended. You are so cool a while ago, we kept on nodding to your confutation, and I even clapped after that." he explained.

He is weird.

"It is my work. I know how to handle things like that." I answered.

"By the way, do you really have two works?" He asked. "In the restaurant and here?" He added.

I nodded. "Yes, why?" I answered.

"Nothing, I just find it cool." he complimented.

Usually, people who are asking me about that will show their pity at me. But him? He even smiled saying it was cool having a two works in a day.

I felt somewhat happy. It is the first time I got complimented by someone I don't really know.

I guess, he is not an asshole after all.