Idol Man, Never Leave a Trace with Hurt A Woman's Heart

Episode 284's. Dessert

"What an amazing young man."

Deni praised the attitude of the young man who had tried hard to show his ability.

"I remember you Ka?, you were also so insistent on showing your abilities to the boss of the building owner that we finally have."

Cindy was interested to hear it.

"However it happened Om Deni, what papa did."

Raka looked at Deni and smiled. He let the man spread his mouth.

"It's almost the same as the young man did. Your father also invited the boss and greeted him with a special meal and drink."

"Your father, who gave his boss a wonderful service, praised and told the story that made the boss of the property not stop laughing."

"Eventually he gave his building by installments and cheap prices. A few years ago he still often came to ask Raka's father who served him. They are good friends and familiar. Unfortunately, the boss is dead."

"It is called by close friendship, friendship relationships will not look at profit and loss, it wants to both please his friends."

Sammy, who hasn't spoken much, once said it's at the core of the whole conversation.

"By the way what do you think of that dessert? will it be taken over by the company?"

Sammy looked at Raka and Deny.

"Ask Cindy, she's the leader now."

"Dad, I'm still learning a lot, according to Sammy and Denny how? I don't know how to count that?"

They talked about dessert. Deni and Sammy, who had mastered the business, told Cindy. That if the recipe they already have, then the entire cafe network belongs to them and also partners must enter the menu. If one cafe takes the minimum amount then how many desserts they will make and sell. The owner of the recipe if he does not sell it will get a percentage of the number of sales. If he sells the recipe, no longer get a profit share. Because of course, companies buy at a high price.

If the company buys the recipe it could be that the owner can engineer the ingredients, it is best to hire the recipe owner and help him distribute the delicious dessert throughout the Men Idola cafe network.

The company will finance the entire dessert, while the owner who will do his job makes it without fear of him to engineer the recipe. A mutually beneficial partnership.

Cindy mangut. He now understands. If he becomes the owner of the recipe, he will choose the second option.

Cindy finally decided and made a schedule to meet with Raffa and his friend to talk about dessert. He immediately sent an email meeting schedule. Cindy can't wait to add a new menu in every cafe owned by the company and also owned by partners. This is his first job.

Raffa smiled as he received an email from a company signed by Cindy. He immediately replied that he would meet the meeting with his friend. They will free up time for such important talks.

Raffa immediately contacted his friend who made the dessert. It is very difficult to contact a friend. Ah, he didn't expect it to be like that. The man was angry and told the driver to find the owner of the recipe. Soon the driver returned and told the owner that the recipe would not commercialize the dessert.

it was his family's secret recipe.

"What's? he doesn't want to talk about business? it's rude of me to destroy his family!"

Raffa was half dead angry. He fires a beard hearing his friend doesn't want to meet to talk business. He and the driver immediately went to the recipe owner's house. He wanted to strangle his friend who did not want to live well. Stupidhead! said repeatedly.

"So here's her house?"

It was only fitting that he was often late, very far away and no angkot passed through the area.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

Assalamualaikum!

Raffa knocked on the door of the minimalist house.

Aalaikumsalam!

A cold face poked out in the doorway.  Raffa immediately widened his lips.

"Can I come in?"

"Hem, please! what's wrong, lalgi?"

That face is not friendly at all. He looked up high, needing nothing from the young man in front of him. Raffa bit his lower lip. All this time he was acting so arrogant. Now replace. Rasain you!. That's how it feels. He had to be patient. He's got durian collapsing thanks to a dessert for him. That's why he has to be smart to behave.

"Will you take away your anger at me? I promise I'll be a better understanding boss and no longer angry."

Raffa said gently with a smile and hopeful eyes.

"Quick tell me what you want? I'm on a lot of orders."

The girl turned to look at the little handsome man who had always been arrogant towards her. Until last week when he was late to come because he had to walk to the highway many kilometers. Raffaza was furious and punished him by working longer hours into the night.

Because of coming home from the night there are some men who think he is a wild girl and bother him. Fortunately, there is an RT pack that passes by on a motorbike. He rebuked the young people so as not to disturb the girl who came home last night. He was lucky because RT asked him to do a piggy bank. All because of Raffaza's shitty boss.

That's why he decided to resign. And re-open the order of wet cakes made. He has not yet sent a letter of request to resign. He also thought, if not sending a resignation letter is also okay. He didn't expect that little severance.

"So, yesterday the Big Boss came to my cafe for lunch, you know what happened."

The owner of the recipe was cold and haunted.

"I don't know why I gave you that dessert, I said it's my employees making extra money by stuffing the dessert here."

The owner of the recipe turned his head a little by frowning, he was offended to hear that he was called an employee who was looking for extra money, so suffered him. Makes it grow out of the mangles.

　

"Who is looking for extra money? wasn't it you who told the officers to find an extra menu for the cafe? so I tried to make it. It's good to make extra money."

Raffaza nodded and scratched the back of his head.

"Yes, sorry it's just a language to attract attention."

"So they like it! love that little yellow cake that tastes sweet fresh chewy."

Raffa awaits the reaction of the recipe owner. But he didn't get the slightest respone. Oh my God, he doesn't have business sense. He went back to scratching the back of his head.

"Yesterday the big boss sent an email, he wants to meet you to discuss cooperation."

Raffaza lowered his tone.

"Then?"

The owner of the recipe frowned, facing his face to the man in front of him. Raffa wagged his sweet hair. The hair is a little long, making it look sexy.

"You interested in business? I haven't answered that email."

Raffaza has increasingly lowered his tone, like a person who is no longer excited. This makes the recipe owner curious.

"Jawab, I want to."

Raffaza smiled in his heart. His smile was painted on his face.

"That's why I'm meeting you, we need to talk before the meeting."

Then the two people who were originally hostile talked about the business. The owner of the recipe initially refused, his head was shaking. They spoke again and looked at each other until the two men smiled. Presumably the two of them had found common ground.

"Deal huh?"

"Ok deal!"

"So tomorrow tell me as we agreed ok, don't change."

"Yes I understand."

"Ok, please get me a drink, so thirsty from talking to you but not a cup of drink came. Is there no one in this house but you?"

Since Raffaza had already managed to melt that hardened heart, he now began his habit of snarling people."

The recipe owner pouted and went inside. He showed up with a cup of coffee.

"It! drink up and get out of here!"

Raffaza raised his face, it felt like he wanted to curse at the owner of the recipe. But dare not, he needed the owner of the dessert recipe. He immediately picked up the coffee and sipped it. Unbelieving, he inhaled once more. Different coffee and it tastes good. He looked at the recipe owner. What is this coffee, why it does not taste like the coffee sold in the cafe. The coffee taste is delicious.

"What coffee is this, so delicious. It is very different from coffee on the market. I just tasted coffee like this."

"Coffee from the village."

Answer the recipe owner. Raffa. He looked at the face in front of him, his gaze towards the girl slightly changed.

"How about tomorrow you bring this coffee to the company."

"What do you mean?"

Raffaza smiled, he then said goodbye.

　

　

　

　

　

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