Santri Famiglia's

Adjournment

On the edge of Teluk Bari, hidden behind ancient cobbled streets, there is a luxurious restaurant that melts with the beauty of the old city. This restaurant is not just a place to eat, but a secret oasis that invites adventurous travelers and culinary lovers to enter an alluring new world.

The entrance is a gateway to the past. An old wooden door with a touch of classic ornaments welcomes every guest warmly. Once stepped inside, the smell of fresh spices and the smell of Italian cuisine seduces the sense of smell, inviting guests to enter an unforgettable culinary adventure.

The rooms inside bring a touch of elegance. Cream-colored walls open to high ceilings decorated with classical paintings. The crystal lights hung gracefully, creating an atmosphere full of luxury. In the corners of the room, there are wine exhibits from famous areas around Bari, reflecting the rich culture and traditions of Italian enology.

At neatly arranged tables, couples celebrating love, and families celebrating special days, enjoy special dishes served with great skill and affection. Servants in neat uniforms and friendly smiles serve delicious dishes in a polite manner, making every dinner experience like a royal party.

The backdrop, with open windows that show stunning views of the bay, adds a romantic feel to every moment spent there. That is what Queenza expects. Sayanng, reality is not as sweet as his wish.

The port city witnessed a tense encounter between Aeneas and Queenza. In a private room, Aeneas's face reflected discomfort, while Queenza looked confident, exuding a charm that was hard to ignore.

"Go back to your place!" aeneas rebukes sternly, trying to break away from Queenza's embrace.

However, Queenza only tightened her embrace, her soft hands clinging to Aeneas' cheeks. "This is my place" Queenza said in a confident tone, laughing oddly.

Aeneas tries to assert a limit, "Your student is across." She blocked Queenza's face with her sturdy hands as the woman got closer and closer.

"Your wife has been dead long enough. I'm so ready to be your next companion, Gafrillo," whispered Queenza with temptation.

"No interest," Aeneas replied flatly, trying to hold back his frustration.

Queenza sighed spoiled, trying to captivate Aeneas. "Why do you always reject me?"

However, a sharp voice from across the room made the two of them turn away. Kelana, a faithful friend of Aeneas, had stood up with her straightforward attitude. "Miss Queenza, you'd better sit down properly before Mr. Gafrillo changes his mind."

Aeneas' gaze looked at Queenza resolutely, warning her not to tease the limits of her patience. Queenza was already upset by Aeneas' response. Now, he was made even more upset by Kelana's sudden presence.

However, Queenza tried to compromise the situation, ignoring Kelana's whereabouts. Given the difficulty of meeting Aeneas, Queenza inevitably had to receive a little satisfaction that did not satisfy him at all.

The candlelight reflected the sparkle on Aeneas's steadfast face, while Queenza's eyes shone with passion. Without a word, Aeneas left the table, trying to avoid an unwanted confrontation. However, Queenza did not let him leave just like that. He blocked Aeneas's arm gently yet full of firmness.

"Where are you going?" ask Queenza in a soft voice.

"Home home" Aeneas replied briefly, trying to remove Queenza's hand from her arm.

"Food is ordered. You can't just leave me alone" Queenza said, trying to seduce.

Aeneas took a deep breath. "Kelana will pay for it. You can spend it all yourself."

However, Queenza did not give up so easily. He was still trying to prevent Aeneas from leaving, maintaining this precious moment. To him, meeting and sitting with Aeneas was a rare opportunity. During this time, Queenza was only faced with Aeneas subordinates in every meeting filled with business formalities, except after one tragic incident a few years ago.

At that moment, Aeneas found him directly personally even though his arrival was only to threaten. It was the second time Queenza could be near Aeneas. Now, he can sit down with Aeneas, and he won't miss this opportunity in vain.

A moment of silence enveloped the room, but the tension in the air felt so real. Aeneas looked at Queenza with sharp eyes, his facial expression unchanged despite the soft voice of Queenza trying to dampen the situation. "There is no talk for pleasantries" Aeneas said in a cold and stern voice.

"okay-okay. Sit back, baby! This time, I'll be serious. Let's continue our business!" Queenza tried to smile sweetly, but her eyes kept a glint of dissatisfaction that was hard to hide.

"Say!" aeneas commands, keep standing upright with an attitude that is impenetrable by sweet seduction.

"Not sit down yet?" Queenza tried to seduce, but her gaze remained sharp.

"Stay here or go, I will consider after hearing what you want to talk about" Aeneas said steadily, showing his firmness.

"If that's what you want to talk about, the answer remains," Aeneas replied coldly, forcibly releasing Queenza's hand which was still tightly gripping.

"Hey, wait, Gafrillo!" queenza shouted, trying to hold Aeneas back.

"Sorry, Miss Queenza," Kelana said, representing the explanation Aeneas was lazy to do. "We don't blacklist you, but we can't serve your request for a while. As Mr. Gafrillo said, I will pay the bill tonight on his behalf. Enjoy your evening! Excuse me."

With that, Kelana left Qruangan, quickly overtaking Aeneas. Queenza was left alone, in a disappointed silence. He followed Aeneas, proving his loyalty to his friend.

Queenza felt indignation, a deep sense of disappointment filling her heart. Unknowingly, he kicked the table. However, quickly stop. His hands clenched on the table.

"Basic man! They always suck, especially him. It's hard to approach. Huh! Is she an anti-woman, but why did she have a biological child? How strange. Obviously I'm prettier, sexier, smarter than his late wife. Never mind being interested, seeing me as a woman is not. Basic Gafrillo abnormalities!" queenza grumbled, trying to dampen her frustration with the maki scorn coming out of her lips.

Although Aeneas was gone, Queenza's complaint did not stop. He was speechless, staring out the glass window with a blank look, swept away in deep thought.

Elsewhere, Kelana tries to open a difficult conversation with Aeneas. "Mr Aeneas, don't you have the slightest intention of remarrying?" kelana asked gently, trying to dig deeper into her friend's heart.

Aeneas looked at Kelana with a serious expression. "Prepare to resign!" her reply was cold, despite the glint of sadness behind her sharp eyes.

However, Kelana did not give up just like that. "It's not. I don't want to match you to Miss Queenza or any other woman, but don't the kids need a mother figure? I know, there's Madam Asia and Elfata's wife who can give them that affection, but .." she said, trying to find a middle ground to overcome this difficult situation.

They walked to the parking lot. He opened the door for Aeneas.

"I don't want to be duplicitous" said Aeneas loudly, his voice full of decisiveness.

"The name is not two if your wife is dead, sir," Kelana said, trying to open Aeneas' heart. He closed the door again after Aeneas entered, then sat in the steering chair.

"Just the same. In the end, all men will also die, willing to marry whatever it is, become wives to whatever it is. Are you going to keep advising me to remarry every time my wife dies before me?"

"That's ...."

"For me, it's one time enough. I'm just here waiting for my turn to finish the role, until I rejoin it. If I were to find another woman, I might not have the face to face with her in the next life, we might never be able to fuse again" Aeneas said in a soft voice, but full of decisions.

Kelana is speechless, impressed by the depth of love Aeneas has for his late wife, Sanum. He never expected that Aeneas' feelings were so deep and eternal. Silence enveloped them, letting the spoken words seep into their hearts, creating a deep understanding of the sincere and lasting human feelings.

The night wind whispered softly outside the window, cooling the luxurious car in which Aeneas was sitting with mixed feelings. He recalled the little Sanubari who would rather open the window when riding in the car than turn on the AC. Therefore, the window glass is lowered.

"He's still there?" he asked in a worried voice, thinking of his son who was in a distant country, separated by distance and time.

His companion, Kelana, bowed his head. "Yes, it's safe with Grandpa Fang. As per your instructions, we suspend the transaction of weapons and potentially dangerous products from wherever it is as long as Young Master is still in place. But, sir, I recently got a report that they're working with other cartels as intermediaries to get our goods."

Aeneas frowned, feeling deep dissatisfaction. "Investigate and break the flow!" his orders were firm, his voice filled with authority.

"In the process, sir," Kelana replied respectfully.

"Well, you can finish this fast. I don't want incidents in Indonesia to happen again to Sanu in other countries" Aeneas said in a serious tone, recalling past tragedies that nearly claimed his son's life.

Life is ironic, Aeneas thought. His son was almost killed with technology made by his own company. Since then, Aeneas has ordered his men to tighten transactions, even if it means losing valuable clients. The most important thing is the safety of the son.

A suggestion from Kelana came up, "Do we need Damiyan to tell him to go back to his side? Grandpa Anselmus is really slippery. Instead of a long chase that has not yet been successful .. After all, there is Abrizar and his friends who are also moving to investigate this case."

Aeneas pondered for a moment before finally nodding. "Do that. We must not underestimate any threat. It's important that Sanu remains safe and in strict protection." His voice was filled with determination, ensuring that any steps he took would protect his son from any menacing danger. At any time, Sanu's safety is a top priority that will never be replaced.