
"The room!!!"
Just a sudden voice greeted his eardrums, making him turn to the source of the sound.
"Mama," she shrieked with a breath.
Madam Zahirah approached her with a furious feeling. But Damar just looks relaxed.
Shortly thereafter, the papa was seen following from behind. Just contact the presence of the papa made him flutter and then set his gaze to the second floor.
Not without reason, who does not know the figure of Mr. Alatas, a successful entrepreneur in the automotive sector both in the city of J and Asia.
Immediately Damar became a ketar.
"Damn!!! Finish me." Damar swore in his mind.
"Damar, didn't you hear me wrong?" scowled the mother with a hostile tone.
"According to Mama?"
Mr. Alatas seemed confused by the tension between his wife and eldest son.
"What the hell is it?!" ask Alatas for both.
"Just ask your beloved son" said Zahirah while looking at Damar.
"Son, what happened?"
Before answering the damar, he glanced back to the second floor and then returned his gaze to his papa.
"Look, I just want bi Yuni to return to work at the main house, and so does Naira. Papa knows for himself right, all this time before I had an accident I lived alone," Damar explained. "I just don't want to make Bi Yuni bother anymore" continued Damar.
"Does this have anything to do with your personal assistant?" madam Zahirah.
"Personal assistant?" timpal mr. Alatas.
"Yes, a personal assistant and probably a paid woman bedmate, Pah," said Mrs Zahirah. "Did Papa forget that your favorite son is unruly, attached to the night world, women, likes foya-foya and all his desires," said Ms. Zahirah so regrettably. "Mama know why you want bi Yuni to return to work at the main house, it's because you want to be free with your personal assistant right?!!!" accuse lady Zahirah.
"Well, Mama what the hell?! Quin is indeed my personal assistant, but what you're accusing her of if she's my bedmate's paid woman is simply not true" Damar protested with tightened jaws.
"If not your bedmate, then what? Mama has caught you together several times in your room" said Zahirah.
"That's not what Mama thought," Damar annoyed.
Mr. Alatas, bi Yuni and Naira are only listeners to the debate. There is satisfaction that Naira feels because it managed to make the madam angry and even more disliked Quin.
The conversation between Madam Zahirah and Damar was enough to surprise Quin. Added again after knowing Damar is the eldest son of Mr. Alatas.
Quin, who had wanted to go down the stairs, was forced to hold his steps when he saw Mr. Alatas and Mrs Zahirah approaching Damar. He remained unmoved on the spot, but the expression of mistress Zahirah was enough to shock him.
Means Damar, CEO of Alatas Corp, who had the accident? A player man with a million charms, as well as a racer. Just a trance ...
"Lord .. I am stuck here," he murmured and took a deep breath and acted as relaxed as possible and continued his steps down the stairs.
"Good morning, Madam, Sir," Quin greeted with a smile as he bowed his body in respect.
"Quin" said Damar.
"Morning too," replied Mr. Alatas with a friendly smile but not for Mrs Zahirah. He even looks indifferent.
"I'm sorry .. I'm ready to go first" Quin said.
"Our quin hasn't had breakfast yet" Damar said.
Quin turned back and smiled. "I have breakfast outside" he said. "You'd better have breakfast with Papa and your mama" Quin suggested, looking at Zahirah and Mr. Alatas. "Once again I apologize if my attitude is impolite, Mr. Madam. Excuse me."
After Quin died, Mr. Alatas reviewed the smile and approached Damar and then embraced his shoulder.
"If papa is not wrong, the girl is his fiancee Angga and the youngest daughter Pak Pranata," whispered the papa. "Is papa wrong? Why would he be your personal assistant? Though if he thinks it is not lacking anything," whispered papa as well as probing.
Seeing her son and husband whispering to each other, again lady Zahirah grew more upset.
"Bi, is breakfast ready?" ask lady Zahirah.
"Yes, Madam. Come on please," haggle Yuni and head to the dining table immediately.
"Naira, join us" pinta mrs Zahirah. Naira happily complied.
Damar and his father are still in place.
"Damar, honestly papa was quite impressed with the attitude of the girl who his name was .." Mr. Alatas hung his sentence because he forgot Quin's name.
"Quin," Damar continued.
"Yes, Quin." praise Mr. Alatas. "Papa see from the look in your eyes mean something different" he guessed.
Just now Damar wanted to answer, his mother's voice again greeted his eardrum even sounded annoyed.
"Hamber, Pah! Do you still want to be there? Come on, let's have breakfast first," said Mrs Zahirah.
They do not want the two to join. But Damar felt strange because so early his parents came to him.
Shortly after being at the dinner table, Damar asked, "Well, Mah .. Don't you guys usually come this early? What's up?"
"Ah .. papa almost forgot," replied Mr. Alatas then glanced at his wife. "Because of the debate you papa almost forgot to tell you that papa and mama are going to the UAE today. About an hour away," he explained.
Damar. "Is Sofia coming with you?"
"No, just my mom and dad. We probably stayed a long time there. So ... parent company you have to deal with for a while."
"But Pah, there will be Nadif, later I will ask him to handle all the company's business during Papa in the UAE," Damar protested.
"You're more competent. You are papa's successor. So ... There is no reason to say no Damar," said Mr. Alatas.
Damar could only sigh. His appetite is gone. "Yes .. I'm done, you guys go ahead and have breakfast" Damar said. "Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Bi, Naira, you can go back to your mom's house after breakfast. Sorry, if for a few months I've been troubling you. Whatever it is thank you," said Damar then moved from his chair to leave the dining table.
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While Quin, he did not go directly to the boutique but to the artificial lake to calm his mind.
He was seen standing and staring at the lake water in that place. Eve breeze as breezy as the morning that hit it was cool and a little make him smile.
"Lord ... turns out he's a Young Master of Alatas Corp's successor," Quin murmured. "I have to how? I feel like time is slowing down a little after knowing the real truth about Damar" he murmured. "Less than 70 days. Oh Lord .. I want that day to pass."
Quin closed his eyes for a moment inhaling as much fresh air as possible then exhaled slowly.
"Come on Quin, you can do it" he said.
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