2. New Architect Assistant

"It's been a long time since I set foot in Jakarta. Apparently, something hasn't changed. Hmm!" said Emmy, looking at the sea of ​​motorized vehicles like a bunch of cendol in her favorite drink: cendol ice.

William laughed at the sarcastic words of the petite girl beside him in a taxi stuck in metropolitan traffic jams. "Welcome to Jekardah, Emmy!" he said.

"Where is Uncle William originally? A Caucasian mixed-raced, right, Uncle?" asked Emmy, looking curious.

"I was born in Birmingham, England. My father is from there. My mother is Indonesian. Since I was three years old, I was brought to live in Jakarta. Hence, I am fluent in Bahasa, even though I still speak English every day regarding my work," said William casually, as if he didn't mind the young girl's curiosity about his origins.

Emmy also said oh, several times. She digested every word William said well because she was used to taking difficult lectures at Harvard University, Massachusetts. Meanwhile, the taxi started moving again after the traffic jam had resolved.

"What about you, Emmy? Uncle also wants to hear about your family," said William, looking at the girl with his shady honey-brown eyes.

"Um ... I'm an orphan, raised by my grandparents from the age of three until I was a teenager. I went to school in America on a full scholarship, Uncle. If not, my grandparents could afford it, it's really expensive. And I work part-time as a laundress dishes while living in America!" Emmy answered without hiding her origins from a humble family.

Of course, the surprising information for William just made the man sympathetic. It turns out that behind Emmy's tiny body and cute face is hidden the tenacity of a Wonder Woman. 'That means that for about four years of education, the young girl supports herself while studying. Cool!' William thought, impressed by Emmy's hard work.

"Then you went back to Indonesia, and have you found a job?" asked William, who was increasingly interested in getting to know Emmy.

"Of course, Uncle. If it's not better, I'll work as a dishwasher in there. The pay is big!" said Emmy without feeling embarrassed.

"Oh, good luck then for your new job, okay?" William said that he directed the taxi driver because his house was near their location.

Finally, the blue sedan stopped in front of a magnificent wrought iron gate with pointed grilles on top. William also said to Emmy, "Thank you for the treat at the coffee shop and the taxi ride, Dear Emmy!"

"You're welcome, Uncle William. See you sometime. Who knows, we are a match!" Emmy joked cheerfully as if carefree.

Hearing the girl's words, William was stunned. He asked casually while holding the taxi door because he was about to get off, "Do you want to be my wife?"

"Hah, no... no, it was just a joke!" Emmy cursed herself for speaking out of her heart. He continued, "Uncle, the taxi driver will wait a long time. Get off first!"

"Hmm ... okay. Bye-bye, Emmy!" William got out of the blue taxi and received his suitcase, which the taxi driver had lowered from the back trunk.

While waiting for the security guard to open the front gate for him, William watched the taxi carrying Emmy leave. Chatting with this cute girl never got boring, as if they were perfect for each other, even though there was a fifteen-year age gap.

"Sir—Sir William!" Call the house security guard because the owner is confused and doesn't know what he's looking at in front of the gate that has been opened.

"Ehh ... Mr. Asep, yes. Thank you, Sir. I'll go in first!" William answered and then dragged his suitcase through the front yard of his house, which was like a Disneyland palace. He designed it himself. Unfortunately, this prince never found the beautiful and kind-hearted princess.

On the front terrace of his house, Haikal Sutrimo, the head of his household assistant, greeted his boss with excitement, "Oh my goodness, Mr. Willy. What's wrong with this? You've already been taken to the airport. Why are you returning home again?!"

"Mo ... Mo ... I'm basically canceling my trip to America. Here, take the suitcase and bring it back to my bedroom to unpack. Don't slam it!" William replied, amused to see the head of his household member who was waving slightly and reprimanding him.

Then he strolled into the house and went straight to the kitchen to prepare the late lunch alone. The house chef automatically doesn't cook because he knows his employer will be traveling abroad for a week.

William stirred two eggs with the addition of cheddar cheese, tomatoes and green paprika, then fried them in a Teflon pan. Fortunately, white rice is always available because there are a dozen employees at his house who take care of the gate, front yard, and kitchen.

In an instant, he could eat a simple, delicious menu. William took his cell phone and checked his email. The name Emmy Estelia Setiawan seemed familiar to his mind. It's just that he forgot where he went off on a tangent.

He opened the sent email box casually, and William found the answer to his curiosity. The spoon that was heading towards his mouth failed to reach its destination and was placed back on the plate in front of him. "The new architectural assistant's name is Emmy Estelia Setiawan. This must be the same person as the cute girl earlier!" he muttered alone.

A big smile graced William's face. He was happy that he didn't have to wait long to see Emmy again. Tomorrow morning, the cute girl herself will come to his house because his architect's office is one with his private residence.

"Emmy, it turns out that we are soul mates, you know. Watch out for the angel passing by when you were joking! HA-HA-HA," said William cheerfully. He doesn't usually pay attention to the opposite sex because his brain has been tuned for years to be friendly with RAB calculations and building designs.

(RAB: Draft Expenditure Budget, for submitting tenders for building construction projects)

"Ehh, what the heck, Boss, why are you laughing at yourself? So I'm scared! You didn't get caught by Nini Lampir at the airport, did you?" scolded Haikal Sutrimo, who was sitting across from the island table where his employer was enjoying lunch.

(Nini Lampir: folklore woman ghost)

William responded lightly with a chuckle, but he had a special task for his trusted assistant. "I like it, Mo! Anyway, take it happily. Anyway, I have a task for you. Take care of the lost ID card and the lost letter at the police station to take it to the bank's customer service, and then I'll list any bank. My wallet was pickpocketed at the airport. I don't have much cash. I'm just too lazy to take care of debit and credit cards plus KTP, SIM A, SIM C. IT'S UNCOMFORTABLE!!"

(SIM: driving license)

"DAMN, it's a headache to go around taking care of all those cards, Boss!" Haikal exclaimed, almost fainting. He put his head on the table.

"Don't pretend you fainted! Anyway, from tomorrow morning, you take care of all the contents of my wallet which was stolen, okay?!" William insisted bossily. He smiled like a desert camel, showing off a row of straight teeth.

With a pitiful look, Haikal obeyed his big boss's orders. However, William's orders were not finished yet. The handsome man with honey-brown eyes said again, "Mo, tomorrow morning, there is a special guest. Tell Chef Juno to cook a Western-style breakfast. Make some muffins filled with delicious blueberry jam. This is a special request from me straight away. Remember that!"

"Wow, who is that, Boss? A girl, right?" Haikal teased William by laughing so excitedly that the handsome man's face turned red.

"You don't need to know!" said William fiercely, then took the last spoonful of his lunch before going up to his bedroom.