The New Chapter Of My Life

Episode 19's

"I'm sorry, my son called. Oiya, I take this one home, yes," Khalis said pointing to the bento containing norimaki and bibimbap.

Dona simply answered with a smile.

Soon after, Rahma returned with three dishes.

"Rahma, this is all I take home, this bento I take home, later I pay. Oiya all the same hmm sandwich and dim sum, " Khalis said as he pointed towards the two remaining bento boxes and also on sandwiches and dim sum.

"Good, sir."

"What is this plate doing, sir?" asked Rahma confused.

"Fill it with a snack here, you will share it to the front office" replied Khalis.

"Okay, Mr "

They also enjoy lunch together in the meeting room while talking.

"How long has the business been?" ask Khalis.

"It's only been a year, but for the first time new office catering" replied Dona.

"So, it's the first time?" ask Khalis.

"Yes." Yeah."

Silence ensues. Dona and Rahma are trying to enjoy their lunch with the stiffness going on.

Moments later, Khalis had finished his bento pack and without further ado, he stood up to get out of the room.

"All right, thank you. I'll wait for Monday morning."

"Good Sir "

"I'll excuse you then. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Khalis went out to his study, while Dona immediately tidied up his luggage.

"Bak, justin. Hmm Mr. Boss tumben his face is not calm," said Rahma.

"What is she serem? it's a good feeling" said Dona.

"Well, there's a demen. Cute, cool, hmm boy idol deh. But look at it, flat face without expression, talking no pleasantries. It is a miracle, when you see the Boss talking a lot, especially plus a smile. It was the rarest event in the history of this office !"

"Therefore we have a call dear to the boss," continued Rahma

"Ciee there's a call unfortunately, what's it ?" ask Dona.

"Sir Boss Fridge !"

"Hmm, can he cool a hot heart ?" dona Canda.

"Diiih gelai !" rahma answered with a second laugh.

"Oiya Ma'am, please sign the contract first. This is the payment of the test food" Rahma said while giving a paper sheet of catering contract and envelope

After signing a catering contract, Dona immediately picked up her two daughters at school before returning home.

When he got home, he returned to his routine.

"Mom, I eat yes" said Ara.

"Yes, you guys eat first. I already have, I have."

Then, Dona called her two assistants.

"Alhamdulillah, the food is suitable. Here's the menu, please stick it on the refrigerator door. Sunday we start fighting, now I rest first. Uh, you guys been on the eating yet?"

"Already, Mom."

"Yowes, I love souvenirs," joked Dona while giving an empty bento box.

"Alright, carry it!" answered both of his assistants with a small laugh.

"Thank you, yes" said Dona before she headed to her room to rest.

Then, while waiting for Ashar time, Dona opened her friendship application to post bento orders today.

Shortly thereafter, there was a friend request notification. Dona opened it, listed the familiar name of Khalis Ghiban. He immediately accepted the friendship request, although his heart wondered about the friendship request filed by his client. But then Dona thought, this is his client and hopefully this is the beginning of his catering business penetrating the office.

Dona immediately posted the order photos that day, before Khalis gave a like sign and comment on the post, the foods were absolutely delicious! it's five star bento. Can't wait for Monday. Jazakumullah khair's.

Dona immediately replied to Khalis' comments,

Jazakumullah khair for your order. I'm glad, the foods were fit for your taste.

Khalis soon dreadful sign like for Dona's reply comments.

But then, Dona realized something

"Eh, how can Mr Khalis know my account ? that feeling he didn't have ?"

Dona forgot, that in each box the bento has been affixed to the name of the catering sticker and his friendship account by the assistant.

The night after the prayer, Khalis was preparing to have dinner with his son.

"Fif, let's eat now!"

Rafif putra merely wayang Khalis also approached.

"Waaah, saucy box," said Rafif.

"So, how's the exercise?" ask Khalis.

"The next week of the level-up exam, so be prepared physically, Dad."

Rafif, who is in the ninth grade of Junior High, is preparing for the taekwondo exam at his school.

"Yes, be ready, after your shubuh light exercise. Tomorrow will be off, we practice together, we will match," Khalis asked.

"Well, ready boss! we'll see who wins this time !"

Khalis smiled at him too.

"Oiya, how are your UN preparations ?"

"Next month is starting to try out. Lots of try out, Dad. There is a try out of school, service, and what else is yes, which is clear service up to three rounds of try out," replied Rafif.

"God willing you can, all this time your value is good. Ask God to be made easy."

"Well, where did you buy it? how does it feel different from the usual, the sushinya jumbo, really good cane Yah !"

"Enak yes. This is the plan to cater for next week's meeting. The owner of the caterer just came for the presentation, all lunch, because it's good you also asked, yes Dad take it home."

"Well, order again, yes, but the other menu Well," Rafif pinta.

"Dad's plan, next week to add an order for us to have dinner, I'll call Aunt Dona."

"Hmm the girl's owner ?"

" Yes, uh ga polite ! women, akhwat ! girls, your language!" tegur Khalis's.

"Sorry, Dad," Rafif replied with a chuckle.

"Eh akhwat, wear a dong hijab, beautiful don't you?"

"You ask a lot, eat a lot !"

"That's not the answer, answer dong Yah!"

"Yes wear a long headscarf. All women are beautiful when the handsome is a man."

"Hmmm always the answer ! Well, find a wife ! I want to have another mother, lonely ! we both doang !"

"Ntar deh, father also thought to marry again but.hmmm if anyone wants to be the same widower son of one, where his son is like you!"

"Ish, the fruit falls not far from the tree, we are 11-12, Dad!" repas Rafif.

"Yes, 11 your handsome grades, 12 your handsome grades."

"Well, a father who never wants to lose a handsome rival with his son ?"

"What a wonder, how can your employees survive facing a boss like this!"

"Can, they are too fascinated by Dad's good looks" Khalis replied casually.

"Hmm it looks like you haven't taken your medicine."

"Take medicine after meals, so wait to finish eating first" Khalis replied.

"And I always lose against Dad! Well I want you, let someone beat you! I want to see you shut up without picking !"

"Why look for mom ? Yangti came, Dad was also instantly silent."

"Yeee is different, Dad. Dad, please get married again dong! I want a sister too."

Then Rafif read the name on the bento box.

"Eh this, Dona's kitchen, this one has Aunt Dona or mbak-mbak ?"

"Aunty is younger than you but you don't know what age" Khalis replied.

"Hmmm single isn't ?"

"Where do you know, no, it's a business not an arranged marriage."

"Hmmm ask, uh there is an FB account with IG, kepoin lah, Dad!"

"Make what?"

"Yes saipa knows singles, widows?"

"Eh haphazardly! on the hunt, Dad's done. You're the one who's done it."

"Ready!"

Then Khalis went to his room, then opened his HP, he surfed in the world of FB, looking for Dona's profile.

That afternoon when he asked for a friendship with Dona, he did not read Dona's profile. He only read Dona's posts.

After she opened Dona's profile, there was a caption, divorce, single mom with three daughters. He also read Dona's birth date, August 1980 without a date.

"That means she's five years younger, her three daughters are all. Widow of the catering business owner."

"Heeeh this is what it is!"

Khalis immediately exited his FB account, having realized what he was doing.

But his mind danced in light of his encounter with Dona this afternoon. But Khalis did not remember Dona's face, as he did try to keep his eyes on her.

That night Khalis began trying to open his heart, after two years of his wife's death from leukemia.

Due to his wife's death, Khalis asked to be transferred from Jakarta to another city. Jogja has been the place of 'runnya' ever since.