My student's my future husband?
(S2) Ep 138. Inauguration
Ferdian and Ajeng had prepared in a modern building that had 30 floors. Concept luxury and modernity, the hotel called Aiden Sky Hotel, will be inaugurated tonight in the elite area of Dago, where local and foreign tourists often visit in the city of Bandung.
The hotel will certainly be a new rival with other luxury hotels. Crystal lights hang in a spacious ballroom on the third floor. Round tables that have been decorated and equipped with cutlery are neatly filled the room to be attended by relatives and colleagues Ferdian. A soft and soft mahogany carpet will be a comfortable base for guests. Fresh flowers dotted there, smelling as fragrant as it was.
This is Ferdian's first hospitality business. In addition to carrying the theme of luxury and elegance, this hotel is also a concept of sharia that upholds Islamic values in it. Decorations on the walls of the hotel there are many calligraphy containing hadith and Islamic words of wisdom. Ferdian just wants to showcase a new atmosphere in the world of hospitality. Sharia hotels are rare. He wants his business place to be awake from the loyalty of its visitors. Therefore, the visitors will be completely selected, as guests of two people of opposite sex will be asked whether mahram or not. The hotel also provides certain facilities that are separate between men and women, such as a swimming pool, fitness center, as well as a sauna and spa. It certainly will not reduce the value and service that will be given maximally by the management and staff at this hotel to the guests so that they feel comfortable during their stay at this hotel.
A fine restaurant is also provided at this five-star hotel. Arsene will also contribute to his father's restaurant, although it will only be on Saturdays. Arsene will be a chef who has an exclusive signature dish, so he will be a head chef on that day.
Wreaths of congratulations from Ferdian's business relatives lined up neatly in front of the hotel building right next to the hotel entrance. The servants greeted the newly arrived guests that night and escorted them to the ballroom on the third floor. Mr. Gunawan, Damian and his wife, and Resha and her husband were also there.
“Abang Acen coming?” ask Ferdian to his wife.
“Come said. He brought my car!” he looked at the clock on his left hand.
Mr. Gunawan Winata is already sitting in the front seat with his wife. Also present were Ajeng's parents, Jaya Diningrat and his wife, who also sat with his besi.
“Sorry I’m late!” said Arsene who suddenly appeared behind the body of his parents. The young man looked very handsome in a navy suit and black shirt and his cotton pants. Her hair was neatly combed using gel, so that it looked as glittering as her pantofel shoes.
“Mana Zaara?” tanya Ajeng looked at her son who was fixing his shoes,
“Zaara again in toilet!”
“Not awaited, later you know!” say Ajeng.
“Ah toilet deck it out!”
They then sat in the chairs that had been provided, gathered with other families. Arsene ran out again to pick up his wife who had not yet arrived.
“Yuk already want to start!” Arsene pulled the arm of his wife who looked beautiful with a shari's dress that had been given by himself while in the villa some time ago.
Zaara smiles.
The two shook hands with Pakde and bukde, as well as their grandparents who were already there. The hotel opening ceremony began that day.
“Very beautiful, Ra!” praise her mother-in-law.
“Still Mom!”
“The book is also good, great to choose!” the words Ajeng made Arsene blush. Zaara glanced at her husband.
“Abang to buyin, Mom!”
“Oh yes?!” tanya Ajeng could not believe it.
“Iya I also do not believe that it turns out Brother can choose a beautiful dress for his wife.”
“Hehehe!” Arsene was flattered.
An MC opened the show that night. Then let Mr. Gunawan give his speech before Ferdian took the stage. Gunawan Winata gave congratulations and also prayers as a parent so that his son's business was successful. Following Damian's remarks as CEO of Winata Corp. as a company that will overshadow this hotel. It was Ferdian's turn to give a welcome, a thank you, as well as the inauguration of his hotel that will start operating tomorrow.
The audience applauded as Ferdian and Ajeng cut the ribbon as their symbolic event officially operated the hotel to the public. The audience came and congratulated, Arsene and Zaara stood beside Ajeng and Ferdian who received congratulations from his business colleagues.
“This is Ferdian's first child who just got married yesterday?” ask a distant colleague who came from America, saw Arsene standing there.
“Yes right, my first child is married, Mr Tyo!”
“Great wah, congratulations ya!”
Arsene and Zaara smiled at the same time.
“Pak Tyo is a permanent investor Winata Corp from since I was still working hard first,” Ferdian explained to Ajeng. “The company settles in Jakarta, but its subsidiary is in America.”
Ajeng just made fun of it. Suddenly Ajeng nudged her husband.
“Why, Which?” asked Ferdian looking at his wife.
“It wasn't Mr. A ford? You invited him?” tanya Ajeng put on her surprised face.
“No, don't-don't invite Bang Damian. Where's Acen?” Ferdian suddenly looked for the figure of his son who was no longer beside him.
“Duh, how?” tanya Ajeng immediately panicked.
“Quiet just first. Hopefully his son doesn't come.” Ferdian tried to calm his wife.
“Tetep I'm panicking, honey! I don't want you to see that girl again!”
“Hello Mr Ferdian Winata, Mrs Ajeng, how are you?” ask Mr. Ford who just came to congratulate you. The German man spoke fluent Indonesian. Ferdian and Ajeng smiled at the same time.
“Welcome, Mr Ford! It's been a long time since we met.”
“Congratulations for your hotel! Good luck!” said the man who was the same age as Damian.
“Thank you very much, enjoy our banquet dish!” ferdian was trying to be friendly.
“Hopefully,” said Ajeng.
While in another corner of the spacious room, Arsene and Zaara chuckled while taking a buffet dinner.
“Don't take too much of it, dear! It will get even worse!” arsene seduced his wife.
“Let ah, I laper!” said Zaara.
“Let your cheeks be swollen!”
“Emang if the swelling of your love decreases huh?” zaara looked at her husband.
“Less no ya?”
“Uuh wicked!” Zaara rounded her lips.
“Not answered yet!” Arsene poked her lips.
“Biarin! Huh!” Zaara passed there with her plate full of dishes served. Not to mention that one other hand contained sweet pastries.
Arsene followed him later giggling after successfully teasing his wife. They rejoined the table where their grandparents were sitting.
“Eat a lot ya Ra! Let Oma be able to spit on great-grandchildren!” said Oma Bella.
“Iya Oma! Hehe!” said Zaara blushing.
“He should not be told to eat too much, Oma!” sahut Arsene, make Zaara tick. “Liat aja her cheeks getting bigger!” arsene Goda.
“Fat is also gapapa, Ra! Male mah that, likes to pretend despicable but still want too!” sahut Grandma Aryani.
“Hihi, yes Nek!”
They enjoyed the delicious dinner no matter how many guests came. Moreover, Zaara, she seemed to enjoy the most. His appetite grew. After successfully finishing his main meal, he enjoyed a sweet pastry dish. His mouth did not stop chewing, Arsene who noticed him so anxious to pinch his cheeks that were getting rounder.
“Sick Brother!” zaara stroked her left cheek after Arsene pinched it. His mouth was full of cinnamon roll.
“Gemeees know no!”
“Abang, I'm thirsty! But I don't want to drink water, want to drink lemon tea that is there!” zaara said spoiled, asking her husband to get her a fresh sweet drink.
“Why didn't you take it?”
“Hand is only two, can't take it!” zaara's reply made Arsene laugh.
“Yes have been waiting here, I brought you two glasses.”
“Yeeaaay, thanks My brother!” Zaara smiled broadly as she frowned her eyes.
“Back from here pay ya?!”
“Mmh..
Arsene smiled as he moved to pick up the lemon tea at the end of the room, quite far from his dining table. He took two glasses and poured lemon tea from a pitcher. Just as he was about to turn around suddenly someone hit him. Making two glasses of lemon tea was spilled onto his clothes.
“Gosh, sorry accidentally!”
Arsene noticed his own clothes were soaked and sticky. He wiggled his suit.
“Gapa!” arsene said bowed down even though he actually felt annoyed, not believing there was someone so careless.
The woman who hit him wiped Arsene's clothes without permission with her handkerchief.
“Already... enough!” sergeant Arsene evaded the woman.
Suddenly his heart jumped, looking at the figure of the woman in front of him who was smiling stiffly while holding a wet handkerchief. Arsene's body pecked with a half-dead shocked facial expression.
DEG.
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