The Smell of Love Melody

The Smell of Love Melody
Chapter 148


Mr. Raharjo and Wildan are now in the workspace. Lunch time has arrived. Ratna immediately rushed into the Director's room.


"Sorry sir, interrupt, do you want to have lunch at the office or outside?" ask Ratna politely.


"Lunch here Rat. Please order us lunch. I'm as usual, Papa what do you want?" wildan's hands.


"Just ask Rania she knows my favorite food" replied Pak Raharjo without a single glance at Ratna.


"Okay sir, I'll ask. Excuse me first" said Ratna pamit.


Soon after, Ratna returned.


"Sorry sir, Miss Rania just got out for lunch. Her phone was off so I couldn't ask her for her favorite food" Ratna said.


"Where is he this afternoon?" sahut Pak Raharjo's.


Wildan smiled faintly at his Papa's complaint.


"Then what do you want to order to eat, let me order?" ask Ratna.


"Just like Wildan. I want to know what his usual food is" replied Mr. Raharjo.


"Well sir" said Ratna.


Ratna passed from before them.


"That's what Rania Pa's been doing since Ratna. At lunchtime he always goes first without asking about my lunch. All the work he gave to Ratna. Not a bit of responsibility. He is still a secretary at this time. And he I'm assigned to teach Ratna. He should be a good example for his juniors" Wildan said.


"That's because the village girl was trying to sabotage her job. So that he becomes uncomfortable" defended Papa Wildan.


"Why does Papa always remember him?" ask Wildan annoyed.


"Actually her work is good Wil, you're the one who seems to have bonded with the village girl. Surprised Papa, what are the advantages. Rania is beautiful Wil, she graduated abroad. Actually, Rania is the son of Papa's best friend who Papa will match you. So you better be nice to him" said Mr. Raharjo.


Wildan was shocked to hear his father's words.


"Father fooled me so easily without asking me first. Can't Pa, I don't want to. I don't like girls like Rania. Foreign graduates do not guarantee he is smart and has good ethics. I was hesitant to see his lifestyle. Seeing his clothes like that I suspect he adheres to free living abroad" Wildan firmly refused.


"She's a good girl Wil, Papa can vouch for her. Where maybe your soul mate Papa is the same girl who is not clear of origin" said Mr. Raharjo.


"But the one who lived it was me Pa. I know which woman suits me or not. I have a plan for Pa's future and can't be any woman who will fill my future" Wildan said.


"What future, all futures must be the same, married and have children" said Mr. Raharjo.


"That's exactly what Papa said. But I have my own household dream Pa. And I never imagined such a woman would be my wife. She is definitely not the type of woman who feels at home taking care of the house, cooking and taking care of her husband and children" Wildan said.


"She's a career woman Wil. In the matter of the house you just leave it to the housekeeper" said Pak Raharjo.


"Then I will marry a housekeeper" Wildan replied.


Suddenly Pak Raharjo was surprised to hear his son's answer.


"Don't try - try to marry a woman who works as a household assistant. Papa make sure to oppose you strongly" said Mr. Raharjo.


"Today's a cool housekeeper - cool you know, undergraduate and also career woman" said Wildan.


"Your dream, where there is a housekeeper so" argued Mr. Raharjo.


There's Pa, Ratna. One day I will introduce her to Papa as my future wife. Inner Wildan.


Wildan smiled at his father.


"Why are you smiling? Papa seriously Wil. Papa does not want to have a daughter-in-law of a household assistant" said Pak Raharjo.


"I'm serious, too, Pa. I'll show Papa that there's a girl in this world like I said. She was really Pa's classy domestic assistant, not just any way" Wildan replied.


Soon Ratna came in with her pack of Wildan's rice fields. Ratna brought two plates, a spoon and a glass to Wildan and Pak Raharjo.


"Padow rice?" asked Pak Raharjo surprised when he saw what Ratna presented before him.


"Yes Pa. Papa must have liked it" Wildan replied with a smile.


Wildan immediately grabbed the plate in front of him and opened the rice field.


"What's that?" asked Mr. Raharjo when he saw the contents of Wildan rice.


"Dang Pa" replied Wildan smiling.


"What is a round one?" asked Mr. Raharjo curious.


"Oh this is a jengkol Pa" replied Wildan while lifting the food asked by Mr. Raharjo.


"Jengkol?" ask Mr. Wildan surprised.


"You're getting weird, Wil, since when do you like jengkol?" asked Mr. Raharjo not to believe it.


"Since my assistant likes to cook it for me Pa" Wildan replied as he glanced at Ratna.


Ratna just bowed embarrassed because at home Ratna did like to cook a kick jengkol his favorite accuracy is also Wildan likes. Even Wildan became addicted to it.


"You forgot Rat, I like to eat with my hands" Wildan said.


"Have a minute, sir" said Ratna.


Ratna immediately walked towards the pantry to pick up the hand washing bowl and gave it to Wildan.


Wildan immediately washed his hands and ate his rice pack voraciously. Mr. Raharjo could only address his son's actions with a look of disbelief.


"Let's try Pa. Eaten by Pa, don't look at it" Wildan said.


Mr. Raharjo finally touched his lunch dish and started eating. But he pulled over the jengkol rendang that was on his plate.


"Kok dumped Pa? Here to me" pinta Wildan.


Shameless - shy Wildan immediately took the jengkol owned by his Papa.


Mr. Raharjo does not recognize his son. Since Wildan chose to live in an apartment he rarely ate with Wildan. So he did not know that his son had changed a lot.


Ratna smiled at Pak Raharjo's confused face looking at Wildan who was eating his rice field.


"I say goodbye, sir, to pray. If there is a need to call my phone, yes sir" said Ratna.


"Oke Rat, thank you" said Wildan.


Ratna passed from before the two men.


"You're so different now Wil, Papa barely recognizes Papa's own son. Who turned you into this? Your house assistant?" asked Mr. Raharjo suspiciously.


Wildan just smiled and ate, not answering his Papa's question.


I think I should take my wife to Wildan's apartment. I was curious about his housekeeper who made Wildan turn three hundred and sixty degrees. Batin Pak Raharjo's.


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