
The Intimate Restaurant's
Now the car that Fla rode in has arrived in front of the five-star restaurant building where people who come in usually have to reserve first and can enter because inside only provides a few tables in the section front and some VIP rooms at the back.
"Sir, is this the restaurant?" ask Fla.
"Yes" replied the driver.
This is a super fancy restaurant, money from where did Barongsai take me to dinner at this place? fla murmured in the heart.
The door beside Fla was open.
"Please go down Miss." said the driver.
"Wait sir, I'll call Barron first" Fla said.
Fla calls Barron but Barron's number is off.
"Lord we go home. Barron looks like he got us!" said Fla.
"No Miss. Mr. Barron has reserved a VIP room inside. If you don't believe me, let me take you inside." replied the driver.
Fla got out of the car hesitantly and walked into the restaurant and was followed by the driver from behind.
Arriving at the reception desk, the driver immediately mentioned Barron's name.
"On behalf of Mr. Barron La Costa" said the driver.
The receptionist also searched for data on Barron.
"Let's come with me sir" said the receptionist after finding where Barron had booked.
"Miss come with this receptionist" said the driver.
Fla just nodded his head. He is still confused about the current situation. It's the first time Fla's been brought to dinner by his girlfriend at a restaurant like this. Because usually Fla boyfriends only invite Fla to eat at fast food chicken restaurants or Japanese restaurants in malls or food courts or eat at street stalls. Yes, his name is also a college boy.
Fla also walked following the receptionist who had gone first. While walking Fla typed a message for Rachel.
[Fla] : Chel, this is crazy! The Barongsai booking a VIP room in a restaurant this expensive!
Fla knew that Rachel had been following him from behind.
[Rachel] : Crazy tajir really dong tuh the Barongsai?
[Fla] : Yeah! But I'm getting stubborn Chel'an, if he says what am I in that room?
"This is Miss the room that Mr. Barron has ordered." said the receptionist while pointing at the VIP door 2.
"Wait a minute Ma'am don't open first." prevent Fla.
The receptionist abandoned his intentions and waited for Fla's warning.
[Rachel] : Don't be afraid and stay calm, if there's anything you can hit number one, then I'll bring people through here to nerobos in.
[Fla] : Bener yah Chel! Anyway you have to standby, I'm in VIP 2.
[Rachel] : Sip!
After completing a message with Rachel, Fla gave a warning to the receptionist to open the VIP 2 door.
Chequek. The door opened and the receptionist let Fla in. With his heart racing, Fla entered the room.
Fla's eyes are wide if in the room there are already both his parents and a pair of other parents who are one Caucasian and one Asian face. Fla did not remember that the other parents were Barron's parents.
"Mama... Papa's... How come you guys are here? Is Papa no longer in Singapore? And Mama's not having any exhibition in Bali?" ask Fla.
"We deliberately said that, Dear, because you want to give a surprise for you" replied Mama Rasti.
"Here's Fla, sit here." said Mama Rasti while pointing at one of the empty seats at the end of the table.
Fla also walked to the chair that Mama Rasti pointed to.
"Oh yes Fla introduce this Mr and Mrs La Costa" said Mama Rasti introduced both Barron's parents.
"Hi beautiful, we finally met" said Mama Aliya as she stood up from her seat and hugged Fla for a moment.
Fla was speechless, he just smiled shyly in response to Mama Aliya's words.
After getting acquainted with Mama Aliya, it was Papa Benneth's turn to get acquainted with Fla.
Just like Mama Aliya did, Papa Benneth also hugged Fla for a moment and expressed her pleasure at having met Fla.
Barron's parents also ask Barron to keep Barron's true identity a secret until Fla remembers who Barron really is.
Seeing that both Barron's parents were very receptive to Fla's presence, Mama Rasti breathed a sigh of relief that Fla would be in the right family after marrying Barron.
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