Wild Roses For Luqman
24. Invitation of dinner

"This serious?" asked Luqman while showing the numbers on the invoice.

"Yes, mas. Is something wrong?" Farida throws questions.

"Why does Mr Burhan always give me enough pieces? Added to the long time. I feel bad." Farida reviewed the smile, looking at Luqman who was feeling uneasy.

"Maybe my dad likes your performance. So give a lot of ease for you, in order to develop even better."

"I'm grateful if anyone likes my performance. May this partnership last forever."

"I'm also grateful to see you have a good coworker like you."

Luqman stared for a moment at the beautiful girl in front of him, then both of them smiled.

Luqman and Farida walked together, heading towards the raw materials warehouse. Both of them checked the raw materials that had just come.

The man had indeed ordered many kinds of colors and motifs, in preparation for production. Moreover, it was soon his feast day. Of course, consumer demand will increase rapidly.

Almost an hour, a driver assisted by several employees to lower the raw materials. Luqman and Farida sat a short distance away, monitoring the performance of their employees.

Suddenly Luqman's phone rang. The man immediately reached out from behind his suit pocket. Seeing a number that wasn't on his contact's name list, he picked it up anyway.

"Hallo. Assalamu'alaikum." said Luqman.

"Collegecamp, ustadz Luqman. Earlier introduce, I am Ahmad one of the takmir of the Great Mosque of Al-Ikhlas. Want to ask ustadz for help to fill the lecture, on Sunday, the tenth, at six in the morning. This study is open to the public. We'll send the theme through a message later." said someone across the street.

"I see the schedule first. Soon I will inform you of his decision."

"Oh, good ustadz. Huge hope we, ustadz can loosen the time for us."

"Yes, in shaa Allah."

"You're a great guy. Success in everything. Whether it's business, or for the benefit of the people" Farida said, after Luqman had finished talking on a phone call.

"No. You're overreacting. Because I'm not what you imagined. Because God shuts my disgrace away, that's why I look good."

After Luqman, it was Farida's turn to get a phone call. The graceful woman reached into a cellphone hidden in her briefcase.

"Papa." he hiss, when he saw his papa's name on the phone screen.

The twenty-four-year-old beautiful girl placed a flat object near her ear.

"Assalamu'alaikum, pa. What's up?"

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Papa has already gone home first, you will go home with Luqman."

"Huh?" Farida was glued for a moment.

How could he possibly ask Luqman to drive him home? Although actually in his heart he also likes, if the man wants to drive him home.

"Papa also wants to invite Luqman, to dinner at our house." added Mr. Burhan again.

"Eat dinner?" farida was in shock.

Tumben once his father invited others to eat together. Whether it was her papa's new habit, or how, the girl didn't know either. For five years living abroad, to get an education.

"Yes, let's just say it's papa's request."

"ye-yeah, pa. Farida will tell."

After that, the call was interrupted. Farida put the phone in her bag again. Then for a moment looked at Luqman, who was sitting next to him.

"Mas."

"Yes." Yeah." The man looked for a moment at Farida.

"What's wrong?" added again.

"Papa can't pick me up. Would you take me home. Because papa also wants to invite you to dinner."

"Eat dinner?" repeat Luqman, frowning.

Because of the growing up of her papa co-worker, who is now her co-worker as well, invited her to dinner together.

"Why don't you go home with your company driver?"

"Maybe papa came home first, to help mama prepare dinner together. Then we were told to go home together, and have dinner that way. I don't need to go back to the office either. Yes, I think so mas, papa's desire." replied Farida, a little confused as well.

Luqman thought for a moment, to accept the invitation for dinner.

"I called my mom first" he said later.

"Yes, it's okay."

Luqman immediately contacted his mother. Shortly after, my mom picked up her phone. The man immediately conveyed his intention of contacting him.

No need to wait long, mom allowed him to have dinner outside together with his co-workers.

"My mom lets us." the guy slowly nodded his head.

"Thank God. Thank you, yeah." Farida smiled with relief.

After that, the two walked towards the lobby. Farida sat there, while Luqman returned to his room to tidy up his work.

Soon, Luqman was back in the lobby. Then the two walked together towards Luqman's parked car.