"What's your name?"
Frans asked the waiter as he walked two steps between the two cars, just to his left and right.
"Hm? Sorry?"
"Did Master ask me?" The waiter answered by reversing the previous question.
He himself wanted to answer it, but he hesitated to answer it.
"Yes, of course! Who else should I ask, aren't you the one here? Is there anyone other than you in this room? No, is it?"
"Yes, sir. You're right. I'm sorry," he begged earnestly. He said politely and tried to keep this captive.
"Name, I'm Bagas Putra. Usually called Agas. Master can call me Bagas, just." It's okay to answer.
Courtesy, etitu he must really guard. Even if he does not know this person, then he himself is required to be friendly to anyone. Guided to be able to serve customers with respect.
Customer is king. Every customer must be served properly. His pleasure is satisfaction for us. That is the essence of this company.
