Candle Light Dinner Jakarta Novels & Stories

she said a moment later, “it will be dark soon.” “Okay, let’s go, then! What dropped you here?” “I took a rental car.” The two of them walked towards the parking lot. The atmosphere was quiet because most visitors had left the location. “Hey,” Kalyana said suddenly, “do you know which gudeg is delicious in Jogja?” “I like Gudeg Yu Djum, why?” “How about we go there tonight?” Kalyana said, “I treat, as a thank you for working so hard to return my bolt.”

"The sky has begun to darken. Look outside; the view from here is spectacular, isn't it?" I followed the direction of his gaze. From this seventh-floor vantage point, the metropolitan panorama of Jakarta at night unfurled in a breathtaking display. Skyscrapers loomed majestically, adorned with a glittering tapestry of multicolored lights, blending seamlessly with the rows of streetlamps and the headlights of vehicles crawling below like a subterranean river of molten light. The atmosphere felt intensely intimate and romantic, enhanced by the dim, ambient lighting he had deliberately set within the chamber.

Her mother gently kisses her daughter's cheek and guides her to her seat. A large window with an unobstructed view as part of the beautiful backdrop for this restaurant. Dining with a view of the Jakarta cityscape is always enjoyable. This restaurant, located on the twentieth floor of the Ritz-Carlton hotel, is known for offering a luxurious and private dining experience.

’ He waves off. In the meantime, the pimp helps us with the magnanimous double doors once we reach the designated floor. My eyes bulge out of the socket. A round staircase with black irradiate supporting rims wraps a captivating chandelier that touches the length between the floor and the ceiling and greets us. And it does not make my eyes go wide. ‘Fucking shit!’ Julie gasps. I am not the only one aghast. ‘You said it’s gonna be a small dinner arranged with the city’s influencers tonight at the Convention Hall of the Hotel Citadel.’ Julie puts my thoughts into words.

Kedua tangan Rio melingkar di bahu mungil wanita berpakaian kantoran itu. Taplak warna putih dengan hiasan renda indah di setiap sisinya menutupi meja, yang di mana di atasnya terdapat kue ulang tahun ukuran mini dengan krim pink, disekelilingnya dihias lilin serta tulisan 'Happy Birthday to Rena'. Selain itu, terdapat beberapa makanan serta dua gelas yang sudah dituangi cairan warna hijau. Buket mawar dalam pas menghias di tengah-tengah meja kian menambah romantis suasana.

Arson… Christina and Michael step into her room, which was fully set up for a candlelight dinner. The lights were deemed with the curtains drawn to allow the moon's rays to shine in and the furniture was shuffled. In the center, a black blanket was laid on the floor with a few colorful medium-sized scatter pillows on the blanket. A bottle of non-alcoholic wine rested in the wine bucket with some ice in it and the plates were filled up with crabs and oysters which are deemed to be aphrodisiacs in men.

The stereo played some soft cool classical music famously known to enhance creativity and high concentration. Lit was a medium desk lamp that illuminated his workspace and two huge candles at the middle of the dinner table. Several small wall lamps were also lit around the stylish modern living room. The dinner table was set for two. An indication that he was not planning to spend the lovely and romantically inclined night all by himself in the huge well designed and garlanded mansion.

The front desk clerk confirmed Larissa's identity and handed over the key. "Our hotel restaurant has just launched a romantic candlelit dinner. Would you be interested in trying it?" she suggested. Finding the idea of a candlelit dinner troublesome, Larissa was about to refuse. Ambrose spoke up, "Sure." "Ross, you want a candlelit dinner?" Larissa asked, surprised. Ambrose weaponized his cuteness and replied, "I want to eat with you." Faced with such a cute and lovely little companion, Larissa gave in instantly, "Okay, then let's eat!"

"You're self-aware!! I'm not a fool!!! everything is expensive in Jakarta? If you want to eat well, you must have money and it's not Romlah's maid's fault that the catering service doesn't want to send the food." "What's going on!?" Fajar Sugiono immediately went to the kitchen when he heard his wife screaming. Mrs Andini approached her husband then grabbed Fajar Sugiono's arm and put on a sad face. "Earlier I told Romlah's maid to order catering for Sheila's proposal event but Romlah's maid made a mistake...she only gave the catering party a deposit of two million so they didn't send the food." Yusa furrowed his eyebrows then looked sharply at Mrs. Andini, 'This woman is really good at acti

“Hey. I’m polite all the time, aren’t I?” “Historically, you’ve done a few things in my presence that were rather impolite.” They’re standing under the large white canopy that has been erected on the beach for the company dinner, string lights strung up along the inside of the tent to provide some soft illumination. Outside the tent, it’s nearly pitch black, the dark ocean subtly glittering under the moonlight off in the distance. They’ve stayed longer than Addison thought they would. After dinner, they mingled with Addison’s coworkers, and Addison introduced Javan to Nathaniel while he was still relatively sober.