
Arriving at the ice cream shop, Leonathan immediately went up to the second floor to think of a new menu that he had to add to his shop. A lot of food that he had to put on the frozen menu, and the hammer will make the cafe more crowded, such as macaroons or macaroons. Leonathan just remembered that biscuits are usually made of nuts that are able to attract the hearts of young children. Not rule out the possibility of his little whiz.
That afternoon Leonathan was also discussed by his male employees who are good at making dessert menus. The employee was also the most trusted Leonathan to create and lead his ice cream shop. "If you can, make the price cheaper," said Leonathan staring straight at the young employee as well as hard workers from all employees here.
"Despite Mr's meager profits?" tanyanya is serious.
"No problem, if in one year the store is crowded, then we shrink the shape." Leonathan himself had already thought of this, the hallmark of most food entrepreneurs if not to raise prices. The employee also understood. "The current size is enough, I guarantee it can attract the attention and deserve the interest of many buyers."
"Surely, Sir. I'm sure it can also sell like ice cream, sir."
"So, according to my preferences and the best time in my opinion .. this macarun we add starting next week. Open also with a discount of five thousand for all menus, you understand?" The employee assented. "Spread some brochures, about two hundred sheets. In that brochure, I'll add macaroni. The brochure's likely in about three days."
"Alright, sir," he replied with a curvy smile and his body bowed later. "If I've come back down, sir."
"Yes, please. Thank you." Thank you."
"It's my duty, sir." Then bow once more before completely lifting his feet from Leonathan's room. Closing the door to the boss' room as before.
While Leonathan, he asked the condition of all cafes, especially cafes in Bali. The man must monitor, because the more cafes he has, the greater the level of vigilance so that the cafe or shop he has is stable or maybe the faster the income.
Just reading a message, Leonathan's countenance had changed. "Just hoping to move forward, there's someone who's going to take me down." Without wasting any time, Leonathan got up from the chair, grabbed the car keys and put on his sunglasses. "The opportunity may come twice, but the punishment goes on" he whispered with emphasis as one of his hands touched the doorknob, his jaw hardening.
Not without reason Leonatahan left the room in a hurry. Just now he found a message that someone was cheating at his cafe, still in the Semarang area. Leonathan immediately got into his car and left by pressing the gas pedal, and remained focused on breaking through the rider around his ride. "If I were still the same as I used to be, maybe the trouble-seekers would be ruined" he said as his car managed to overtake a car on the left side. Yes, everyone has a dark side, but not everyone can take it out or control it. Until now Leonathan is still trying not to be ignited emotions, although it was often vented blatantly.
Inside Mille's flower shop toilet, Brielle can't take her mind off everything that comes out of Leonathan's mouth. Not only that, every time he looked into the blue eyes of the man, he found it difficult to catch a lie as well. "There's no way she'd really come near me, maybe just want El," said Brielle, who was not confident, and doubted Leonathan's impromptu attitude. "Where is it possible, people who like to be surrounded by women, can focus on one woman? For three years he's been looking for me?" Brielle shook her head strongly. "It's impossible."
Being her routine and obligation, Brielle must send flowers from loyal buyers. "I tipped El when she woke up when I left" she said, carrying a basket of flowers in her right and left hands. As soon as the cashier nodded obediently, he left the shop.
The activity went smoothly, until finally time seemed to run fast, did not feel the sky had changed color. Back at the flower shop, he had to be surprised by a familiar car. Who else would it be if not Leonathan?
"Please get rid of the wall in your heart .. for our child's sake if I don't deserve your eyes, Elle..." said the man who was standing in front of his flower shop while holding Elnathan who was holding an ice cream cone with a vanilla-flavored ice cream top, licked by the adorable boy.
Still the same as the incident in the afternoon, this afternoon Brielle remained reluctant to open her mouth to make a sound. During the trip, only Leonathan who tried to fill the void in the car, of course, assisted the child. Little Elnathan continues to sing, whatever is sung according to the lyrics. A little relieved, because once Brielle sang, but not by looking at the driver. As if there was still anger, the woman did not turn her head. Until finally Leonathan's four-wheeled land vehicle arrived in the yard of Brielle's house safely.
"Until when do you keep quiet like this?" leonathan asked when they got out of the car. Even Leonathan held Brielle's right arm for the woman to look at him. "Until when do you keep your distance from me?" he added with another hand stroking Elnathan's hair, although his view still led to Brielle.
"If you can until you get bored and give up," broke up as Brielle moved away, stepping quickly to her house.
Unwilling to stay silent and grant Brielle a reply, Leonathan is adamant on his good intentions. He stepped behind Brielle. The woman does not want to explode for now, because Elnathan is still in her arms and conscious. Therefore, he let Leonathan enter his residence.
"Excuse me" he said, which Brielle did not respond to. "You want to clean up or what? I can accompany Elnathan," Leonathan said, sucking on the back of the boy who turned to him. His face was dirty with chocolate because of the messes from the donuts he ate. Suddenly Elnathan raised two hands towards him. "You got carried?" asked curiously while pointing at his own face. "You?"
"You're fat, Om handsome!"
"Wash your hands first" said the mother who did not allow and chose to leave the living room, heading to her room.
No matter how impeccable or brash and sassy, Leonathan kept swinging his legs. Brielle who was consciously followed then turned her head quickly and gave her a sharp look. "Why come?!"
"El want me to carry, don't you hear that?"
"Stop following us, and just wait outside! Where's your manners as a guest?!"
"Where is your heart as a mother?" ask Leonathan not to lose. It was enough that he was far from his son, eager to enter the world of Brielle and Elnathan. Both mean the same thing to Leonathan. "If you don't want to be close to me, let me be close to my own flesh and blood. Because without me, he wouldn't be in this world."
Looking away, Brielle chose to walk again and ignored the stubborn men. No longer getting a fight, Leonathan with a big smile trailing the woman. "Sooner or later, you're gonna get out of this house. I'll make sure I say this happens, Elle." Leonathan says it while sweeping his gaze across the room and then sees Elnathan being dropped off in the bathroom.
"Don't make it up" Brielle replied with a laugh. "I didn't just give up, you think you could seduce me?! It's not as easy as you think."
"We just prove it, true me or you who really is my soul mate."
"Dreams." Brielle said as she shook her head, amused by all Leonathan's words.