The work of the fairy tale gradually ended. He completed the last orders behind the counter, washed the cups and removed his apron with his hat. He took a deep breath, the silence of the evening was slightly felt in the cafe. Bartu was waiting for the Tale's exit. When the fairy tale left the door, Bartu smiled and walked towards him. "Are you ready?" he asked.
The fairy tale shook his head: "Yes, I'm ready. I hope you can find the way." Bartu shook his head and walked into his car. As the fairy tale came behind him, Bartu opened the door and invited him in. The fairy tale smiled slightly and got into the car. Bartu sat on the steering wheel, started the car, and set off towards where the Masal said. The fairy tale accompanied Bartu in a slightly exciting but relieved way along the way.
Bartu continued both safety and conversation by keeping his eyes on the road. The fairy tale began to speak slightly: "This is a really good place. I wanted to show you. Bartu replied with a short smile: "Let's see if you will keep your promise?" The fairy tale shook his head, his eyes shone: "Absolutely. I promise." There was silence for a while while Bartu driving the car.
The silence was comfortable, but the newly met distance between them was still preserved. The fairy tale smiled slightly with the confidence of being with Bartu. Bartu was also pleased to see that he was comfortable. Shortly after, when they came to the place where Bartu Masal described, the vehicle stopped. When Bartu turned the car to the coastal road, the smell of the sea and the light wind were hitting the faces. The fairy tale was excitedly looking out the window, smiling slightly. "Here," he said. "This is the meatball that I have come often.
Bartu got out of the car, opened the door in front of the fairy tale and smiled slightly: "Okay… I trust your advice." The fairy tale shook his head slightly, and there was joy in his eyes: "I usually sit at the same table here. You see the sea and the meatballs are my favorite." Bartu shook his head, a little serious, but his smile was still on his face: "Let's see if the meatballs were as good as you." The fairy tale laughed, slightly extended his arm towards Bartu's shoulder, but maintained the distance: "I hope you like it. Come here is always good for me.
I hope you love it too." With a slight smile without separating his eyes from the fairy tale: "Let's see what your favorite is, I was wondering." There was a slightly humorous silence as the two sat at their tables; Among the sound of the sea and the sincere atmosphere of the meatballs, a sweet and innocent proximity of the new acquaintance was felt. While the fairy tale told Bartu which sauces were better, Bartu was just looking at the Masal.
Masal's smile and his voice impressed him. When the fairy tale and Bartu continued to chat, he smiled when he saw the meatballs Masal: "Oh, my fairy tale girl! You are here again, you are the most loyal customer of the meatballs! The fairy tale replied with a slightly smiling: "Hi brother! What should I do, the taste of meatballs is another. I'm always coming." Meatball restaurant shook his head and had a warm expression in his eyes: "I know, girl, I always wait for your arrival.
Bartu stood a little behind and smiled. This sincerity between the fairy tale and the meatballs was pleasant to Bartu but lightly surprising. The meatballs then returned to Bartu and asked with curiosity: "Who is this gentleman? He brought the fairy tale here for the first time with a man, and see me be surprised?" After a short silence, the fairy tale smiled slightly: "My friend…" Köfteci'ya extending his hand to his hand smiled: "Hi gentleman! Fairy tale brought here with a man for the first time, welcome. But be comfortable, this is a safe and sincere place." Bartu reached out and replied with a slight smile: "Thank you, I'm glad."
The fairy tale blinked to the meatballs: "Brother, I'm always your favorite of your meatballs. I'm sure I will love Bartu." Köfteci laughing gently: "Let's see, sir, you will taste the favorites of the fairy tale. But everyone who came here has a fairy tale, I noticed!" Bartu smiled slightly while watching this natural and sincere bond between the fairy tale and the meatball; The fairy tale laughed and watched his reaction. There was still the distance between them, but the environment was both warm and relaxing.
Shortly after, meatballs brought his orders to the table with a tray. The meatballs and potatoes were in front of them with a warm, beautiful presentation. "Bon appetit," the meatballs said, slightly smiling. Masal immediately took the fork and took the first bite. Bartu looked at him carefully, then took a piece of his meatballs and threw it in his mouth. Bartu cut his eyes and smiled slightly: "You're really right. This meatball is great." The fairy tale smiled slightly proudly: "Did you see it! I told you.
Brother always makes the best meatballs." Bartu took another bite and turned his eyes to Masal: "Yes, absolutely. I will not forget this meatballs. He deserves to be a favorite." The fairy tale laughed and lifted the fork again: "Here, did you see it? Bartu shook his head slightly, still felt the taste of the meatballs on his palate: The fairy tale wrapped lightly: "This is now, enjoy it!" After the duo finished their meals, he took his fairy tale bag and got up.
Bartu smiled slightly: "Are you ready? Should I leave you?" The fairy tale shook his head: "Yes, thank you. Let's go." Bartu passed in front of the Masal, opened the door, and the fairy tale got into the car. Bartu also went to the steering wheel and run the engine. The light wind was hitting his faces, the evening air by the sea was calm and peaceful. The fairy tale slightly smiled: "The evening was good, the meatballs were great." Bartu smiled slightly without leaving his eyes off the road: "Yes, really. Venue, landscape and food…
They all presented a good evening together." The fairy tale bowed his head slightly: "I guess you like it too?" Bartu shook his head slightly: "Absolutely. Not only food, this is a relaxing place. It was good to come with you." The fairy tale is slightly hesitant; "This is this… one day we can come again." Bartu smiled by turning the steering wheel slightly: "Okay, why not. But this time, let's come to try the meatballs again?" The fairy tale laughed slightly: "Sure, why not?" As the car quietly moving on the coastal road, they both enjoyed a comfortable evening, chatting on the food and space by chatting on the sea.