Candle Light Dinner Jakarta Novels & Stories

He nodded before pointing at his people. “There is something I need to ask and tell them, don’t worry, I won’t be long.” He winked. Tain and I decided to go to the terrace and were surprised upon seeing a romantic candlelit dinner in the front. The meals and plates were covered and some flower arrangements in the center flattered me for a moment. “It has been a while since I saw a candle-lit dinner like this and there is a small high chair in the middle.” I chuckled. How thoughtful of Cyrus.

Because the time still shows two o'clock at night. "Let's stopping by to buy food first, Amar. My stomach was very hungry after I peeled Suzu's body earlier. " said Rio. Amar who heard this, he immediately drove his car to the legendary restaurant in the city of Surabaya. Stingray with spicy sauce called sambal and raw vegetables. And don’t forget there also a very tasty omelet as the complement. With a very affordable price, everyone who eats at the place always feels satisfied and addicted to come again. Amar knew the legendary place when he was still living in Sidoarjo. And the one who told himself that the legendary food was one of his employees who really likes the culinary of all kinds

I had been planning for some time to take Sarah out for a special dinner at a renowned restaurant owned by wolves, a place known for its exquisite cuisine and welcoming atmosphere. We arrived at the restaurant shortly after five o'clock, finding it bustling with activity and filled to capacity. We settled into a cozy corner where we enjoyed a delightful candlelit dinner accompanied by live music that created a warm, inviting atmosphere. As our meal concluded, I suggested we take a leisurely nighttime stroll through the restaurant's lush garden, which featured a small, tranquil pond that added to its charm.

The old man was leading them straight to the dining hall where Zuka has prepared a banquet. Most of the curtains were red. The furniture was also red and the rug was red too. The maple wood flooring was well maintained. Every corner of the dining hall was tidy. Not even a single cobweb was seen. Only candles serve as the source of light in the dining hall. Lucas noticed Jane’s curiosity and frightened gaze around. “They love darkness. We won’t be here all night.” “I can see that,” Jane glanced at him. “I still can’t find Pete here or…”

Frans chose not to go to an expensive restaurant, but instead, he searched for a simple yet beautiful place to eat, offering a different view than usual for him and Yasmin. He wanted to show Yasmin how beautiful Puncak was and how it could help ease her mind. Given the ongoing issues in Jakarta with Robert, Frans thought that Yasmin needed a place like Puncak for mental refreshment. Therefore, he chose a restaurant overlooking a plantation. The gentle rain added a romantic touch, and he and Yasmin occupied a small gazebo for two. They enjoyed grilled chicken and fish, and Frans ordered more grilled dishes as extras.

Jordan led Clarabelle to the table she had set up. Somehow Clarabelle expressed her joy and emotion. Jordan seemed to be back in full. Full of surprises and made Clarabelle helpless with her charm. In front of her eyes, one side of the living room was changed with a very beautiful decoration. The table and a pair of chairs are set with a sumptuous dish and candles for dinner. “Candlelight dinner?” Clarabelle looked at Jordan. Jordan smiled, he ushered Clarabelle to sit, then she sat down on the chair across from him.

The longer that I spend with him, the deeper my conviction grows—he’s the perfect father for Zahra. We had dinner at La Sponda, a name I only know because, as expected, my loving mate had done his research well. The place was entirely illuminated by 400 candles. There was live music that easily got us into our element. I’ve always prided myself on being a great dancer, but my mate was quite the impeccable contender.

Bambi chimed in. Jada pulled out her phone and dialed Kobe’s number. She called to let him know about their plan to hire a stripper for the party. Fortunately, Kobe’s okay with it, as long as the stripper won’t come anywhere near Honey. That’s fine with Jada since the stripper’s for Ada and Bambi, anyway. It was already dark when they finished planning, so they decided to have dinner first. After that, they continued planning until they finalized the venue and the theme.

Riele giggled, holding the pillow to her chest. In the bathroom, she stared at the oversized tub and looked at him with raised brows. “We could both swim in this.” “That sounds like an invitation,” he said, winking. She rolled her eyes and playfully smacked his shoulder. “Behave.” Jay laughed. “I’m trying. But it’s hard when my wife looks this good.” As the sun sank fully below the horizon, they changed into light evening wear and headed to the candlelit dinner waiting for them outside on the terrace. String lights glowed above their heads, casting a warm amber halo around them. The waves hummed in the background like nature’s orchestra.

Randy affectionately led Ghea into the convention hall where tonight's party was held. Just a few steps in, Darwin, Kennedy, along with their respective wives, came to welcome them. "Welcome, the not-so-new newlyweds. You're really late," Darwin greeted, and Randy immediately retorted with a scoff. "Sorry, are you new residents in Indonesia, especially Jakarta? Don't you know that Jakarta is often congested? Besides, it's Sunday, Win. Everyone comes out to enjoy the weekend."