"I want two cheeseburgers and a can of coke."
"That would be 60 pesos, Ma'am."
I replied quickly and opened the cash register.
"Here's a 100 peso bill. You can keep the change if you give me your number."
That was right. The woman who ordered two cheeseburgers and coke was the rich woman last time. She was the one who wanted to buy the shop. But I believe her intention was me.
Funny enough, even though I never met this woman, I feel like I recognized her. Did I meet her somewhere? I don't know. Perhaps back when I was a taxi driver...?
Anyway, I gave her the 40 pesos change and smiled.
"Ma'am, I'm already married. And I love my wife."
"So what? I believe I'm prettier than your wife, I'm richer too. You don't have to work in this tiny shop anymore if you work for me."
This bitch... For your information, my wife is more prettier than you! Unlike you who hides your freckles under that make-up, my wife is naturally beautiful!
I gritted my teeth, keeping my smile. This woman is a customer and I don't want to kick her out of the shop if possible.
"Ma'am, you can sit down and wait for your order to arrive. It will only take 5 minutes."
I pointed at the vacant table, telling her to get the fuck out of my sight.
The woman grinned and licked her lips. She then proceeded to walk to the chair with the most hip-swaying model run that I had ever seen. Welp, I don't give a fuck.
No matter how many times you wiggle your ass, they are still flat as the flat earther's brain.
I weakly sighed and forgot about the woman. I have a lot of customers to accommodate.
Thankfully, my three crews were fast although I can see that we are just scraping by.
It seems that even three people in the kitchen are not enough to satisfy the customers. I even have to buy a bigger griddle to cook more patties at the same.
So I probably need a bigger griddle and two or more workers. It means that the shop was flourishing well.
Yesterday, the profit was more than 14 thousand pesos and my wife kept kissing as a reward. Damn, I hope I'll earn more money today, so that I have a chance to suck her tits... Ahem.
Anyway, no time to rest. I asked another customer about his order. I wiped my forehead and greeted him with a smile.
The three workers in the kitchen had it worst. They are sweating because of the heat. The fan is not enough to fan the heat out.
Waylen was the one who gave the orders to the customers. When I saw that the rich woman got her order and left after giving me a glance, I sighed in relief.
I think I'll hire a waiter next time so that Waylen doesn't have to enter and leave the kitchen.
While the job was ongoing, I hope that my wife and kids are having fun in the house.
At the entrance of the subdivision, Ernesto's driver showed proof that they had a house in the subdivision.
Sean was the one who usually visited the house so he was the only one that the guard recognized. Of course, they knew about the new Castillo family who living in the house.
Seeing that the old man was related to Sean Castillo and Keith Castillo, they decided to let the car pass.
Ernesto looked out the window and realized that many houses were already built in this subdivision. This place was still new when he decided to buy land and build a bungalow house.
He intended to give it to his youngest son once he graduated from college... Unfortunately, that stupid son of his fled the house and never returned. Out of anger, Ernesto decided to give all of Keith's property to Sean and Jeremy.
Since he already gave the properties to them, he had no intention of getting them back...
However, after years of missing his son, Ernesto felt bad and regretted the decision.
So he decided to buy more properties to give it to Keith. Of course, his youngest son has to show his sincerity first.
'At least I want to know if my son still loves me...'
In fact, the moving company that he set up two years ago was meant for Keith. If his son returned, he would give the company to him.
He was actually scared that Keith was holding a grudge. Well, he could not bring back the past and regret was useless. All he could do was change for the future.
Thankfully, despite not being here for many years, Ernesto's driver knew which street to take to get to the house.
The car stopped on the opposite side of the road, Ernesto looked at the gate of the house.
Suddenly, his pupils trembled when he saw two kids playing.
The boy who was around five years old was watching his little sister swinging the Gundam with enthusiasm.
He was sighing deeply, quite sad that he let his sister play with his Gundam. Unfortunately, he could not stop now.
"Haha! Mister Gundam will fight the evil bad dragon to save Pwincess Aria!"
The little girl giggled, running in circles with a Gundam in her hand, saying "Whoosh whoosh!".
Ernesto swallowed hard when he saw the scene. He was not sure, but his emotions were erratic as he saw the brother and sister.