Candle Light Dinner Jakarta Novels & Stories

“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.

Bela said as if she heard another whisper of my mind. "Never mind, don't embarrass Raisa." Ridho interceded, Yuda smiled and stroked my head. In my heart I said a prayer to get to the airport as soon as possible, avoiding being bullied because of my carelessness. We were enjoying lunch as well as taking a short break after arriving in Lombok by plane, which took about two hours. At a restaurant near the airport, we tasted Lombok specialties, there was Sate Rembiga which I was eating, Sate Tanjung ordered by Bela and Ridho. Bebalung became a bone of contention for the Kinta-Rio and Alif-Arifah couple. While Rijal enjoys Plecing Kangkung and Sate Bulayak, Yuda himself eats Taliwang Chicken.

"I’d like that." The dinner was held in the small, private conservatory of the mansion, a room filled with rare orchids and the soft glow of candlelight. It was intimate, a far cry from the cold, grand dining hall where the Lu family usually conducted their "negotiations" over soup and salad. Jinyan sat across from her, his blazer removed, his tie loosened. He looked younger in the candlelight, the sharp edges of the CEO softened by the flickering shadows.

Lena reserved a private candlelight dinner for us in our room when I’m taking shower, I didn’t expect she will do something romantic like this. I thought we’re going out somewhere, but this is the best of the best night I’ve ever had. Lena loves candles, she had a bunch of candle collections in our house. And tonight we had a nice dine candle on the table as a dinner companion, it smells like a rose. “I thought we’re going out” I laugh softly, a smile come through my face when I’m looking at the food and wine on the table. “That’s an old thing… and not romantic” She laughs.

In a luxurious restaurant in the bustling centre of Jakarta, filled with the clinking of glasses and the chatter of high-class customers, Lidya sat alone at a corner table near a large window overlooking the busy afternoon traffic. The 44-year-old woman, with a seductive, mature body—full breasts, wide hips, and smooth, dark brown skin—stared blankly at her latte, her red lips forming a thin smile.

“A candlelight dinner.” I frowned. “A candle what?” “It’s like a dinner but not like regular dinners, I’ll get it arranged.” “Do you think that will work?” “Yes, a romantic setting.” He explained, dramatically spreading his arms. “Having dinner in the warm, intimate glow of candles. It’d be magical and memorable, trust me, she’d find it romantic and heartwarming.” Oh, I liked the sound of that. “There could even be fireworks display after the dinner, we could get customized fireworks made in her name, her mind will be blown!”

Chapter 189 en Sticky beak at Daniel part 2 In the evening there was a special dinner. Mr. Kim invited Mrs. Anna, Lexi and Jessica, as well as his two other grandchildren to have dinner together at a restaurant he owned which was in Jakarta city. Mrs. Anna was sitting opposite Mr. Kim. The two of them needed to talk about something serious. So choose a different seat from the young people. “Mrs Ana, we can finally meet. After a long time," Mr. Kim said , opening the conversation first.

He untied the glittery ribbon that held it together and read it carefully. "Dinner invitation with real estate representatives from Singapore." "And the event is tonight," Kimberly added. Nicholas nodded. "In that case, let's finish our work early and head home." **** Nicholas entered, holding Kimberly's hand affectionately, as they headed to Hakassan Restaurant at the Alila Hotel in the SCBD area of Jakarta. This Michelin five-star restaurant was the only one in Jakarta and had been chosen as the venue for an exclusive dinner for real estate leaders from Southeast Asia.

And the dim golden spotlights, adding to the traditional atmosphere. On one side, these carts provided various types of traditional East Javanese culinary delights that were commonly eaten daily. For example, there were pecel (rice with peanut sauce), gado-gado (hodgepodge), soto ayam (chicken soup), soto daging (beef soup), tahu campur (mixed tofu), rawon (rice black soup with beef), and so on. People seemed patient in line for their turn to eat it. At the round tables, the majority of the guests, who were tanned, spent their time. I could hear them talking about work. I suspected strongly, they were employees who work in companies that are members of the Limantoro Group.

In the center of the round table, there was a candle burning in the center. Jace ushered Ann to her seat and pushed her chair like an elegant gentleman. He then sat down next to Ann. Jace sat on the other side of Ann, while Jax sat across from Ann. A breezy wind blew, making the atmosphere felt naturally cool. Ann smiled widely. "Thank you. It's so romantic. I like it so much. Since childhood, I've always asked what it's like to have a candlelight dinner. I guess I'm not curious anymore,” said Ann with a chuckle remembering that one of her tiny wishes had come true.