The Richest Man Looking for Love

5 First Dates

Ken was very shocked after hearing Lidya's words. Ken turned his body around and stared at Lidya as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard.

It wasn't only Ken who was shocked. Clara, Yuni, and Billy were also stunned. The three of them never expected that a date invitation from a cleaning service like Ken to Lidya, who was a stockbroker with a bright future, could be accepted by Lidya.

Because of that, Clara, Yuni, and Billy were still waiting for Lidya's next response. They thought Lidya was just joking with her words about accepting Ken's date invitation.

They thought Lidya would laugh at Ken, but instead, Lidya reached into her bag and took out her gold business card, which Lidya usually only gave to her important clients. Then, Lidya handed that gold business card to Ken.

"That's my business card. You certainly don't know my W******p number yet, right? Well, on there, you'll find my W******p number, complete with my home address. Tomorrow night, I'll be waiting for you at seven o'clock sharp. Don't be late. I don't like guys who are not punctual. Okay, I'm going now. My mom is waiting for me," Lidya said as she waved at Ken and immediately left without saying goodbye to Clara, Yuni, and Billy, who were still standing there dumbfounded.

Ken stared at the gold-colored business card in his hand. The name Lidya Hernawan was written there. "A beautiful name, as beautiful as the person," Ken thought to himself.

Ken was very happy to receive this business card and also because Lidya welcomed his date invitation so warmly. Because of that, he no longer cared about Clara, Yuni, and Billy. He immediately turned his body around and walked away, leaving the three of them.

"How could Miss Lidya accept a date invitation from a cleaning service?" Clara said from behind Ken.

"Yeah. As if there are no other guys. Besides, tomorrow is Saturday night. Tomorrow night should be time spent with a boyfriend," Yuni chimed in.

"Lidya must have been put under a spell," Billy added.

The three of them deliberately made their comments as loud as possible so Ken could hear them. But Ken didn't care about the opinions of the three of them because the only opinion Ken cared about was Lidya's.

Lidya had expressed her opinion loud and clear when she accepted Ken's date invitation, when she gave her business card into Ken's hand, and when she reminded Ken not to be late when picking her up later.

In fact, when Ken heard Yuni's words that tomorrow night was Saturday night, Ken became even more surprised, because Lidya was apparently willing to go out with him on Saturday night, a night that should be spent with someone truly special.

"Does Lidya consider me special?" Ken thought to himself as he kept walking.

Smiling to himself, Ken approached Lukman, who had been watching the earlier scene from a distance. Lukman, who seemed to already know what had happened, immediately raised his hand to high-five Ken.

"You're amazing, bro. A girl as beautiful as Lidya accepted your date invitation. Amazing, bro. Amazing!" Lukman said after high-fiving Ken.

"Just pray that tomorrow goes smoothly. Okay?"

"Don't worry, Ken. I'll definitely pray for you."

**

The next day. At seven o'clock sharp, Ken, already dressed neatly, entered a house in an elite neighborhood in the Kemang area, according to the address on the gold business card Lidya had given him.

Ken had arrived at Lidya's house on his beat-up motorcycle. Lidya's house was quite large and beautiful, a three-story house that was neatly arranged and ranked among luxury homes.

Ken got off his motorcycle and approached the gate of house number 112, according to the house number listed on the gold business card Lidya had given him.

The gate of this house was quite high. Fortunately, there was a gap big enough for Ken to peek inside.

As Ken was still peeking inside, a man in his late thirties with a fierce face and wearing a security uniform suddenly appeared from behind the fence.

"Who are you looking for?" the security guard asked.

"Good evening, sir. I'm looking for Lidya, sir," Ken answered.

"What's your name?"

"Ken, sir."

"Okay. You've been expected," the security guard said as he opened the gate.

A moment later, the security guard looked at the beat-up motorcycle behind Ken, then he said, "Leave the motorcycle outside. Don't bring it in. It could ruin the view because inside there, it's full of luxury vehicles."

Ken immediately furrowed his brow upon hearing the security guard's words, but he decided to ignore the man's words and stepped inside because he was afraid Lidya would consider him unpunctual.

"Alright, don't think about it anymore. A beat-up old motorcycle like that is hard to sell, no one would buy it. So, motorcycle thieves would definitely be too lazy to steal that old thing," the security guard continued.

"Yes, sir. It's fine to just leave it outside." Ken smiled kindly.

The security guard let Ken enter the house alone. He just pointed toward a door and signaled for Ken to knock on that door.

Ken entered the yard of Lidya's luxurious house.

As soon as he entered, Ken was presented with the sight of several European luxury cars parked beside this luxurious house. Besides the cars, there was also a luxurious Harley Davidson motorcycle parked there.

Ken approached the door the security guard had indicated and knocked on it softly.

It didn't take long for the door to open, and a beautiful face with hair tied back into a ponytail, who had dressed up neatly, was standing there and immediately smiled at Ken.

"Good evening. I'm not late, am I?" Ken asked, because he was very afraid of being considered unpunctual.

"You're right on time, because I started counting from the moment your voice was heard in front of my house gate. Well done," Lidya commented a moment after seeing Ken's face.

"Thank you. I don't have a habit of being late, you see," Ken said with a smile.

"Smooth talker. Let's go," Lidya said as she grabbed her bag that was on the sofa in the living room near her house door.

"Aren't you going to say goodbye to your parents?"

"They haven't come home yet. They're at an event," Lidya answered.

"Oh."

"Oh, right. You came on a motorcycle?" Lidya asked when she saw Ken's beat-up motorcycle in front of her house.

The gate of the house had not yet been closed by the security guard, so Ken's beat-up motorcycle was now clearly displayed in front of Lidya's house.

"Yes. Um... is that okay?"

"It's fine. But it's cold out. So, let me grab my jacket first, okay?"

"Yes," Ken answered while nodding his head.

After that, Lidya went back inside the house.

Ken went outside and waited on his motorcycle. A few moments later, Lidya came out of her house and had put on a black leather jacket that enhanced her beauty.

With her hair tied back like that, Lidya looked like a young Angelina Jolie when she played in the Tomb Raider movie. Lidya's beauty made Ken gasp in admiration.