Don't Love Me, Mr. Casanova
Chapter 51

"Last year I've seen you smoke more? Is that happy?" Melvin who was still arranging some files on the table turned for a moment towards Daffin who had just entered from the Balcony. The man had just finished a cigarette outside while recalling the rainbow-shaded face waiting for him in the Apartment.

Daffin did not answer, he immediately joined Melvin, sitting on a sofa in one of the luxurious rooms of the Jaxton Hotel in Singapore.

"Are you starting to love her?" Melvin again asked, this time he had leaned his back on the back of the sofa and stared fixedly at Daffin who was smiling miris in front of him.

"Cih...the other one who looks stupid because of love" Daffin really miris see See Melvin.

"Don't discuss Rainbow again, isn't it business other than coming here to complete the g21 project?"

Melvin did not answer, he prefers silence, he had already prepared a plan to meet Mr. Eshaq who happened to settle in Singapore, Melvin will solve everything without involving Daffin at all. because the last time this kind of project they handled Daffin actually gave an idea that involved and utilized Rainbow. Although Rainbow may not be involved this time but just thinking about it still makes Daffin furious.

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Which one would you prefer to look for a needle in a haystack or count the stones of the world? that choice seems to have been faced many times with Eshaq, a middle-aged man of Turkish descent who is still looking for life in the midst of the storm.

"How's it?" Ask someone on the phone.

"Sorry Sir"

Tut....

Always such a word, he did not have hope anymore, but as long as his life was still fused with his body, Eshaq would still try as much as possible.

Eshaq propped his tired back against his chair, some time ago he was still checking the restaurant's financial statements, but the bad news he received made him lazy to continue his activities, he said, but it will only last a few hours because after that Eshaq will be excited again.

Tok

Tok

The sound of knocking made Eshaq re-enforce his back, he saw a servant of his house come in and salute.

"Someone came and wanted to see you, sir" the waiter told me.

Eshaq had gritted his forehead because he remembered he had no appointment at all with someone, but the humble man still went to meet someone who meant his servant.

While Melvin was waiting in the guest room trying to observe the situation around, a one-story house that is very spacious and luxurious accompanied by a spacious courtyard also attracted the attention of Melvin, who was also very attractive, he can easily guess the sipemilik character who does not seem to be much neko neko, seen from the prabot order of the house is very little and only has an important prabot only.

A large painting attached to the wall of the living room catches Melvin's attention A small family with one child flanked by his parents whom he believes to be Eshaq and his wife, not only that, there are also some paintings of A4-sized little girls standing upright on a Bupet and a Piano.

Melvin smiled in disbelief, apparently there are still people who prefer to display family paintings rather than a portrait taken from the camera.

"excuse me who are you?" Asked Eshaq who had just come from behind, he used English as an international language because he did not know the origin of the guest, during his time in Singapore he spoke more Malay or Indonesian considering his history of living in Indonesia. While his own country language he only used it when he returned to Turkey.

Now Eshaq began to know what the young man's true purpose was, he had heard rumors some state representatives wanted him as an executive chef specifically to entertain them in Indonesia, he said, even the hotel where he worked had contacted him first but he had not accepted the offer.

"Ah... Jaxton Hotel, Indonesia, I know then let's speak Indonesian only" Eshaq again invited Melvin to sit down.

They talked for a long time, and Melvin went straight to the point with his goal without much ado, and Eshaq loved the description of the young man before him, but that does not mean he will immediately accept Melvin's offer however he must think before returning to do the job he had long left.

Eshaq did think to accept the offer back to become a chef not because of high fees, because if the problem he was already rich enough with the profits generated by some restaurants in Singapore and Malaysia. But there is one thing that makes him have to return to Indonesia considering the incompetent people for the past ten years, precisely when he decided to leave Indonesia.

"I can't promise anything to you young man,"

"I'm not forcing you to accept the Jaxton Hotel despite our great hope that you will accept this cooperation, I'm here to just describe some of the benefits that you might get Mr" Melvin said.

"I understand Young people" Eshaq chimed in with his trademark smile.

Melvin enjoyed the cup of green tea that Servant Eshaq served as her eyes continued to gaze at the large painting before her.

"Your wife is very beautiful sir" Melvin couldn't help but praise the woman in the painting, she still looked at him fixedly because she was indeed very beautiful. Reminds him of a man who has never escaped in his memory.

His cousin's wife.

It's smirking!

"You're not the first to praise my late wife!" The glare of Eshaq's shady eyes led to the portrayal of his wife and only daughter.

"I'm sorry, sir" Melvin felt guilty, not knowing at all that the man's wife was gone.

"It's okay, I'm just happy if anyone talks about my wife, so the painting is put there, so that people can praise her" this time Eshaq smiled.

"Oh it turns out like that"Little Melvin.

"His name is Sefa Toulin, she is a Chinese citizen and a native of Uighur descent, you know how famous the Uighurs are with their beautiful women. All the beauty of the Uighurs seemed to be upon her"Eshaq's claw.

"You are True Sir, Lady Sefa is absolutely perfect" Melvin then saw the little Princess Eshaq who had a face of fusion between Eshaq and Sefa.

"And your daughter really has a mix between you and Madame Sefa" Melvin chirped as she stared at the painting of princess Eshaq.

"Well...The painter is really good at combining us Both "Slight Eshaq's eyes look hollow when staring at his little daughter who is likely 10 years old in the painting.

Melvin knitted his eyebrows together, either the word Eshaq just now seemed to imply a meaning that he could not grasp the meaning.

Seeing Raut face Melvin Eshaq immediately introduced his daughter, "His name is Ayleen Hakan, until now he settled and lived happily in Indonesia" Eshaq said in a bitter tone.

Melvin just mangut mangut, then they talk again about the sorrow of working at the Hotel, Melvin and Eshaq as if sharing stories as fellow workers who are in the auspices of the International Hotel.

Before Eshaq's return asked Melvin for a little Help, he gave the young man a deadline at his request, and If Melvin succeeded Eshaq promised to join the Jaxton Hotel.