Ash-boss
Introductions

"Don't blame myself if my attitude is like this on you, because you're the one who's guilty of scarred my past"

~Freya Qiandra Astara~

~dan~

~Faresta Darian Anderson~

_Freyesta_

Freya stepped into her house without regard to the greeting of a middle-aged woman to her.

"Have Fey come home?"

Freya kept her feet up every step of the stairs in her house to her room.

While the middle-aged woman was just stroking her chest resignedly, she had to be patient with the nature of the girl because this was her fault. Honestly, he was very sorry for his actions, but what could make rice has become porridge, there was nothing else he could do but surrender because the wound he gave to the girl was so deep.

_Freyesta_

Faresta stepped foot into her house, the sight of the ship breaking was plastered when Faresta opened the door, The sound of a woman's sobs could be heard clearly in the ears.

Faresta just breathed his coarse breath, he too often witnessed a scene like this when he came home. I don't know how many times this happened, until he was so tired and fed up.

He took his feet up each step of the stairs along each shard on the floor to his room.

_Freyesta_

Freya went into her room and immediately laid her body on her bed.

Today is so tiring for him, starting from having to face a man who continues to disturb his life, then he also has to face the fans of the man.

Freya closed her eyes hoping she could find peace for a while, but her plan failed.

Drr....Drr....

Suddenly his phone rang, disturbing his calm but he did not lift.

Drr...Drrt

His phone rang again finally indifferently he picked up his phone.

"Freya?"

"Hm"

"Oh my girl, is it really you Freya Qiandra Astara? "

Freya frowned thinking for a while remembering the owner of the voice while changing her position to sit.

"...."

"Fey?"

"...."

"Fey?"

"...."

"Are you here?"

"...."

"Lo's still in the middle?"

"...."

Unable to find an answer in his memory, he decided to ask the owner of the voice.

"Who?"

"Lo forgot about me Fey? It's me tara"

"Tara?" Repeat Freya while remembering.

"Iya Atarah Briella Avyanna lo's most beautiful cousin" the owner of the voice worried because Freya never remembered.

Like just getting enlightenment Freya can finally remember the owner of the voice.

"Hi tar how are you?"

"My news is good..hiks...lo itself how? hiks...." the owner of the voice began to sob for what reason.

"Can't be said well anyway, eh lo cry again huh? Why?"

"Fey.hiks....gue...hiks...apologies...hiks"

"I'm sorry? what's for?"

"Sorry..hiks...sorry...hiks...sorry I can't get our promise.hiks...sorry.....hiks......gue...when you need me.hiks"

"It's okay tar, I know you'll also have a reason not to be able to come at that time"

"Hiks.hiks..once again I'm sorry.hiks"

"Udah pa pa pa, do not cry anymore will my ears cry horrin lo cry" joked Freya.

"Yes.hiks"

"Btw your feet are healed? Can we walk?"

"My legs are healed, but my doctor said I can't walk normally anymore"

"Sorry too because I can't stop you when you crash"

"Udah pa pa pa, but how do we play sorry sorry?"

"Sorry, but I have good news for you" he said.

"What?"

"Try me guessing"

"Males"

"It's not so good to you"

"Splash"

"Okay, so starting next month I'm going home to Indonesia and school at lo, yeeyy" school"

"Seriously?"

"Two rius in fact, anyway starting next month I will make up for my mistakes, I will always be there for you and always nemenin lo"

"Was Harris and Aunt Emma allowed?"

"Udah, just calm down"

"Okay, I'm waiting for you to come"

"Okay, bye, my mama called it"

"Bye"

The phone connection has been cut off Freya put her Handphone on the nightstand and returned to its original position while again closing her two eyes.

_Freyesta_

Faresta went down every step of the stairs in her house in a hurry, not knowing what made the handsome man so rushed that he did not see a middle-aged man who was already standing in front of him.

"Where are you going?" His impact.

"It's not papa's business" he replied, wearing his jacket and continuing his steps.

"Obviously it's papa's business, Faresta" he insisted, holding his son's wrist with his hand.

"Since when has it been Papa's business"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, since when is this my activity papa's business? Since when did papa ban me? Since when did you start caring about me?"

The middle-aged man went silent digesting every word that came out of his only son's mouth, for some reason he felt a pain in his heart.

"Is it so busy of me that forgetting my son is my only responsibility?" he murmured inwardly while slowly releasing his hand.

"confused? Can't answer?" She smiled triumphantly at the middle-aged man and left him alone.

_Freyesta_

Freya woke up from her sleep in a stomach rumbling in the lyrics of the clock on the nightstand that showed at 22:05 he deserved to starve his stomach turned out he slept for so long.

He quickly got out of his bed and immediately went into the bathroom to take a shower.

After finishing the bath Freya went outside from her room and down the stairs of her house to the door.

"Where are you going?" Asked a middle-aged man who was sitting at the dining table enjoying his meal and was accompanied by a middle-aged woman.

Freya ignored the question from the middle-aged man and continued to continue her steps.

"Fey papi asked once again, where are you going?" The middle-aged man repeated in a higher tone but was still ignored by Freya.

"FREYA QIANDRA ASTARA STOPPED THERE AND ANSWERED PAPI'S QUESTION!!!"

Freya stopped her steps, turned her body and approached the dining table, or rather the middle-aged man.

"It's not the business of a murderer"

Plaques

A slap from the middle-aged man managed to land seamlessly on the girl's cheek, no words came out of the girl's mouth or tears that came out of the corner of her eyes after the slap had landed on her cheek, only the flat facial expression he displayed was like no pain in his cheek or in his heart.

"Bag!!" Shocked the middle-aged woman.

"Fey pa..pa..pi-" he said brick but directly cut by Freya.

"Why don't you kill me too, like you killed my mom?" Cut off the sarcastic Freya then leave behind the middle-aged man and middle-aged woman.

_Freyesta_

Freya drove her car at high speed while crying as if in her car. For some reason his heart was so sore, the shadow of his childhood with his papi continued to cast shadows in his memory. He felt his chest so tight that he kept hitting his chest, hoping the tightness in his chest could be reduced.

Until he did not realize a motor in the opposite direction with above-average speed was driving towards him with above-average speed.

Tiiii...Tiiii...

Freya hides her car horn so that the driver avoids her car, but everything is too late.....

Brucks

The rider hit Freya's car and fell off his motorcycle and suddenly made Freya stop his car.

"Oh my God, did I just hit people? hopefully the person is okay" he murmured while wiping away his tears.

With a feeling of anxiety mixed with fear Freya immediately got out of his car and approached the rider who was falling on the asphalt, the, cold sweat continued to pour from his temple and the legs that had been trembling weakly Freya continued to force her feet to keep stepping.

"Wasn't you pa pa?" Freya asked worriedly at the rider.

To Be Continued