
Amelia smiled happily.
Now the catering business has got a name.
A fairly large billboard is displayed on top of the canopy of his rented shop house.
...AMELIA CATERING AND RESTAURANT...
Amel blushed.
"Why is my name the icon, Mas?" said shy.
"You are the owner. Your name is good too, ma'am. May it be a blessing and bring good luck in his endeavors."
"Aamiin..."
As usual, Amelia's move was deliberately looking for a good day on Saturday afternoon. Morning, he said it was not good. Wallahus. Amelia just complied with Tasya who understood the matter more.
For Amel, all days are good. There are no bad days, especially bad days. Only, the difference may be because it is not just the right time. Saturday morning is the last day people work. So automatically everyone is busy no one helps bring furniture.
On Sunday he and Tasya also Ziah can take a break from cooking because Boss Adam's convection is off.
"When will the restaurant open?" asked Lukman while sipping black coffee made by Amelia that made him become addicted.
"Find additional employees. I'm afraid of hardship if it hasn't been solid strength from within. Ziah will take two employees from his village tomorrow. Maybe next week we can open a restaurant, Mas!"
Lukman smiles.
"Oiya, Mas Lukman... Please tell the owner of this shop, thank you very much for your help. Thank you very much."
"Make Me?"
"Thank you the most! Hehe..."
Amelia smiled shyly. Lukman started teasing him often. The single man was very happy to see the pink tinge on Amelia's face if he teased her.
"Mama nanya, when will I invite you to play again at home."
Lukman's words made Amel's heart beat.
"What... mas told Ms. Fanny about our relationship?"
Lukman nodded.
"I told the story and Mama gave thanks. Hehe..."
"Ish, this Mas. The story makes my nostrils grow. Don't exaggerate! Shame Me. Who is this self."
"You, my future wife. Mother of my children."
Melted Amel's heart.
There is a sense of pleasure, but tucked away is also a pretty big fear.
"Don't think bad. We just live what is in front of us with prayerful kindness. Hows it? And even if God has not given us trust, He is All-Powerful, All-Knowing the best time for us to gain trust in taking care of His care. Listen, Ma'am... Son, treasure, it's just a deposit. Once upon a time when God had Willed, all He could take in just one breath. Wusss, gone!"
Amelia gnashed.
Her eyes sparkled beautifully.
Amazed and happy to hear Lukman's explanation that can ease the burden of his mind.
"Your family?"
"Why? Afraid they ask again and again? Hehe... Reasonable. His name is also old man. They will always feel like little kids who need to be asked and asked questions. It is a mandatory job for parents. Like me, every time there is a chance to gather the family, always asked, 'Lukman, when is marriage? When is the last time? Cepetan, mumpung not yet doomsday. Cepetan, he's afraid the missiles will rust'."
"Haha... Haha..."
Amelia involuntarily laughed out loud.
Making Lukman grinned widely and happy to see Amel's bright cheerful face.
Lukman held Amelia's hand.
"Don't worry about that! Don't think too far about our pessimism, dear! But.., let's put together the power. You and I, can pass all the trials of this mortal world. Believe in God's goodness! For Allah is All-Good!"
Amelia shed tears.
His hands stretched and subconsciously embraced Lukman's waist until it was like there was a flow of electricity that made both of them awkward but wanting.
"Apply me soon, Mas! I'm ready to be your missing rib one."
"Hihihi..., koq you can seduce too huh?"
"Huaaa, get sucked in!"
"Hahaha, sorry, sorry. I ruined her romantic side Ma'am! Hahaha, O Allah, I really want to kiss your forehead, Ma'am!"
The subtle murmur turned into the colorful explosions of burning love.
Lukman finally brought Amelia back that afternoon to the residence of his parents who were happy to hear that Lukman and Amelia were ready to get married.
Fanny and Bimo tell their big family. Tell him that Lukman will be out of single soon.
"Geez, this kid! At that time we asked for marriage as soon as possible not to marry. Our turn is no longer telling him to jor-joran, suddenly there is news that Lukman is getting married later this month! Hahaha.., a soul mate is indeed unpredictable!"
So did the babbling of the relatives and their extended families who were surprised to hear from Bimo and Fanny via phone.
"Amelia doesn't need to be dizzy. Everyone, let us take care of it. Enough later we'll come to propose to your mother and sisters."
What a joy that Amelia never imagined.
Even his own family just sat there waiting for the day H arrived without having to bother taking care of his affair with Lukmanul Hakim.
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