One month later...

The restaurant is getting crowded, so many visitors come even from outside the city. It is said that this restaurant went viral on social media.

Many vloggers and culinary lovers have come here to taste the dish. Unfortunately, famous artists and people came here to experience the taste of authentic Japanese food here.

Ernest looked at the customers who were so crowded. He even saw his employees being so busy that kitchen workers also became waitresses too. Ernest breathed a long sigh. He was happy to see the growing business development getting better and the restaurant's share increased. There's a chance he can open another restaurant branch if Tasty Treats continues to be this crowded with customers.

"Where are you, Hellen? You didn't even show up to be my customer or something like that? Did I express my feelings wrong? Was it too soon? Or would I rather keep this feeling than tell it? Aish... She makes me nervous!" Ernest said talking to himself.

Yeah, still. Until now, his mind has only stayed with Hellen. At least, the girl gave him an explanation as to whether he accepted or refused. It doesn't matter if Hellen doesn't like it, he'll feel better and not be haunted by fear.

Meanwhile, Lewis just got off the cab. He didn't use the car Ernest bought because he couldn't drive. He said this weekend Ernest would teach him.

"Just stay here, sir! The rest I'll give it for you!" Lewis said while giving 50 dollars for taxi fees.

"My God, sir! This is very much, thank you very much, sir! Always be healthy, yes!" exclaimed the taxi driver.

While the driver was away, Lewis looked at his son's restaurant. The restaurant is now growing rapidly even very crowded until the second floor. He smiled sweetly at the progress of his son's business.

Lewis went into the restaurant. Immediately, the employees at work bow to him. Layla, the waitress' chief of staff came close to her.

"Good afternoon, sir. Can we help you?" asked Layla politely.

"I want to see Ernest. Is he in his room?" Lewis asked.

"Oh, there, sir. Let me deliver it!" said Layla in response to Lewis' nod. Then they walked to Ernest's room.

Tok! Tok! Tok!

"Mr. Ernest, there's Mr. Lewis here to see you," exclaimed Layla.

"Please come in, Lay!" asked Ernest, who was struggling with restaurant data.

Lewis and Layla went into Ernest's room. Ernest immediately stood up when he saw his father coming.

"Daddy, what's wrong?" Ernest asked confusedly. Meanwhile, Layla says goodbye after bringing Lewis back to work.

"I got a letter this morning when you went to work. It looks like this is for you. I thought it was important, so I came here to give it to you," Lewis said, issuing an envelope-covered letter but no name at all.

"No sender? Did the courier say anything?" asked Ernest instead.

"Nothing. The courier didn't say anything to me. You better open it and read the contents," Lewis said, but when Ernest was about to open the letter, suddenly there was chaos from outside their room. Looks like it's coming from the front of the kitchen.

"Let me in, I just want a cooking video here," a man in fashion today forced himself into the kitchen room.

"I'm sorry, sir. But, for the sake of our restaurant, no one can go to the kitchen other than the employees. This is already in our labor contract," Darren replied patiently.

"What nonsense is that?! Are you hiding something in your kitchen?!!" the man surprised the whole room.

"Sir, please keep your mouth, okay?!" Darren pressed trying to contain his emotions.

Ernest and Lewis peeped out of their room. Ernest breathed a long sigh. It's a risk if he receives a vlogger coming here. He has to face those who are stubborn like this one customer.

"Daddy, I think I need to get out. This problem will get more complicated if the person doesn't leave," Ernest said.

"What's wrong with your restaurant kitchen, son?" asked the suspicious father.

"I'll explain later when I get home, you just sit here. Would you like something to drink and eat?" offered Ernest.

"No need, son. Take care of your problems. This man seems to be trying to ruin your restaurant," his father said.

"All right, I'll be right back, wait a minute!" Ernest nodded and was greeted by Lewis.

Ernest came out of his room. Immediately, all eyes were directed towards Ernest while the man was still swearing at Darren in public.

"Ekhem, do you want to see me?" asked Ernest immediately to stop the man.

The man turned around and looked at Ernest from top to bottom. He looked at Ernest with a little smile.

"You're the one? The owner of this restaurant? Ch. "The man acts a bitch in front of Ernest.

"Wow, crazy! The owner's coming in!"

"He's a crazy vlogger. why is he making trouble here, anyway?"

"But, I'm also curious! Why aren't they allowed to go to the kitchen? Are they keeping something secret?"

Ernest smiled, "Yes, I'm the owner. Do you need anything? Why do you have to yell at my employees? I prioritize customer comfort but you seem to want to mess it up," Ernest sarcastically said.

"I just want to check your kitchen. Why do you insist on covering this kitchen so much? What are you keeping secret? I just need some videos to prove that this room and place are hygienic and there is nothing unusual in your kitchen," said the man.

"Is it very important for vlogs you need to disturb other people's comfort? Will it be proven later that if our restaurant is safe and hygienic, you want to change your mess?" Ernest asked in negotiations.

"Of course! I will even make sure I make a big promotion for your restaurant. Isn't it beneficial for you?" said the man arrogantly.

Ernest looked at the man and Darren took turns. He breathed a long sigh. Ah, why is this world full of crazy people like this?

"Can I have a minute? The problem is, in the contract of employment agreement. I've explained not to reveal the secrets of our kitchen. Even many big restaurants do this. However, let me negotiate with the employees. If they're disturbed, then you have to leave here. If they agree, then I'll let them. You made a video there," Ernest replied negotiating again.

"You did a lot. It looks like you're hiding something. Ch, please negotiate! I give you 15 minutes, more than that, then I'll make a bad rumor about this restaurant," he said.

Ernest nodded and hinted that Darren and several other employees would enter the kitchen. Meanwhile, the rest of them are guarding the kitchen door of the fucking man.

Upon entering the kitchen, Ernest gathers his employees and negotiates the matter. Ernest breathed a long sigh. When he's in a bad mood, some things make him angrier.

" What do you think we should do?" Ernest asked them.

"Maybe it's better to let him in. And we hid this meat in the storage place and then changed it to a cow," said one of Ernest's employees named Ronald. He is famous for being the most skilled among the others.

"No, Ron. We seem to be better off keeping the kitchen secret. Besides, we feel uncomfortable and I can't believe the offer. Sir, it's good that you threw him away," said Darren.

"But what if he spreads the rumor?" Kenneth asked.

"Yes, it will affect the restaurant and us," another replied.

" I have a plan, you want to help me?" Ernest asked them to look at Ernest seriously.

Ernest also hinted at their approach. Ernest whispered his plan to them. Some of them were surprised at Ernest's idea, but there was no choice but to do so.

15 minutes ago.

Ernest and the other employees came out of the kitchen to meet this motherfucker. The man couldn't wait to hear Ernest's decision.

"How did you guys change your mind?" asked the man with a shitty face.

"I'm sorry, but we have mandated work procedures that we always have to set. The rules are still regulations and my employees are not comfortable with your request. So, I explained carefully that I and all our members of our employees do not allow you or any other vlogger to enter our kitchen room for security reasons. We are worried. Sorry, I thought something would happen while we were working," Ernest said.

The man smiled a little, "Tch, so you want me to spread bad rumors about this? All right, that's your decision. I won't let this restaurant run for long," the man replied threateningly.

"Please, we can punish you with the established law. So, please stay away from my restaurant. You have disturbed the comfort of my customers and I don't need anyone like you here," Ernest replied.

"Tch, you'll see!" said the man then he left with his friends from there. Ernest saw people leave the restaurant. His heart was a little relieved, his problems were a little reduced.

"Overall, I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable. Please enjoy the dishes that have been served, for the employees please go back to work! Again, we're sorry!" Ernest said bowing respectfully to the customers who were followed by the employees.