BEHIND EMOTICONS LOVE 1515 (END OF LOVE STORIES)
EPS 90 THROWING AWAY FIDGETS

EPS 90 THROWING AWAY FIDGETS

Greed is a stupid act that smart people do. Who would rather hunt elephants across the ocean, than dusting the eyes. Consider the neighboring grass greener than the grass in the yard itself. Standing defiantly while patting the chest, waving arrogance on the image screen turned out to be just an illusion.

Marcon's body trembled violently, Cold sweat flowing so profusely from his face and the tip of his hair. The wall of hubris that has enveloped his image as the most prospective millennial entrepreneur has collapsed. His business intuition, which has always been brilliant to gain dollars, is now falling apart. Like an eagle whose wings suddenly break, then glide and thud fall to the earth.

In his palace, Marcon still cursed his folly. His appearance is really messy. There were empty vodka bottles everywhere. The situation has now turned around. Marcon who came full of arrogance, now on his face reflected defeat and fear. Subrata has really made him see the fact that he is not yet at the highest level to win every battle.

“Mexican Viscom Media and Allpanigard’s Castle are reasonable prices to exchange for Megapolitan,” said Subrata with a flat face. “That's if you intend to save your company, Marcon.”

“Subrata..!” marcon shouted out loud.

“You yourself came to bid Megapolitan, after I mentioned its value, why are you even shouting furiously?”

Subrata stood up. Walk slowly towards Marcon. Now the bodies of entrepreneurs of different generations stand face to face.

“Only this can save your life. And I only offer once.”

Marcon looked at Subrata with an angry look. But he realized, it was the most likely thing to do at the moment. Maintaining a destroyed MVM is suicide. It is better to manage a Megapolitan whose value is on the rise again. Or at least there was a mountain of gold that could save him from bankruptcy.

“Good, I'll pay for it but on one condition. You can have Mexican Viscom Media and Allpanigard Castle, but by agreement, I can buy it back one day,” Marcon Allpanigard said.

Subrata only laughed, but for Marcon it was a wolf grin ready to pounce. His pride was completely humiliated. Mexican Viscom Media and Allpanigard Castle are two legs that have been supporting the walls of pride. Then what will happen when both legs are handed over to someone else. Paralyzed?

“Marcon! What are you doing?” I shouted Susan who had just arrived.

The young man's office was in a mess, bottles of drinks and cigarettes were scattered everywhere. His body was lying on a thick carpet that looks hollow here and there because of burning cigarette punting. Susan put down her bag, then squatted down next to the young man.

“You drunk and smoking?” ask Susan.

Although he likes parties and the night world, but Marcon rarely drinks until drunk. He doesn't smoke either. Susan sat down the young man's body, then leaned into a corner chair. Take a glass of warm water and then drink it to his lips.

“Susan,” Marcon opens his eyes. “You came dear.”

Then the young man laughed, bitter. His dream of owning a Megapolitan had come true, but he never expected to lose his two most valuable assets.

“I have failed Susan. Subrata beats me, hehehe..”.

Susan shook her head.

“Since when did you become Marcon's loser? The battle is not finished yet, for me this is even just started.”

Marcon.

“You can still reclaim all that yours. Remember your agreement with Subrata.”

Susan recalled Marcon's agreement with Subrata, that he could repurchase Mexican Viscom Media and Allpanigard’s Castle one day.

“Now forget them for a while. Rearrange your steps Marcon. Now you're the owner of the Megapolitan. This is your chance to fix everything.”

“What should I do, Susan?”

“Learn from your enemy how he can defeat you. That's it.”

Marcon was silent. Slowly his eyeballs moved, then looked at the woman he loved deeply. Susan cares about him a lot. Don't be right said Subrata.

“Susan,” call him hesitate.

“Ya?”

“Are the words Subrata true?”

“Subrata Words? Which one?”

“That you love me too?”

The deg!

That question is so bad. Moreover, Marcon's eyes were so hopeful. Susan was wrong. He knew, deep down, he loved the young man as well. He always kept his love for Marcon Allpanigard. But he also knew, this was not the right time for him to open his heart to the young man.

“Do not think excessively Marcon. I pay attention to you because this is my duty,” Susan said as she shifted her gaze.

Then he stood up and walked towards the exit. Ah, he wouldn't have held back this feeling if he was still in Marcon's room.

“Go and clean yourself. I will ask the office boy to tidy up your workspace,” Susan said as she passed.

Marcon stared at the girl's departure until it disappeared from sight. Then cupped his palms together. He rubbed it from the tip of the head and then down to cover his face. After that take a deep breath and throw it rough. Trying to get rid of the anxiety that shackles.

“Huft!”

***

Megapolitan is so busy. The workers have been called back to carry out their stalled tasks. Thanks to the handling conceptualized according to the plan of Fitri Ray, hot mud spray can be overcome. Even he can change the mud puddles that were initially considered a disaster, into a tourist destination that attracts many people to visit. The image of Megapolitan has returned, elite residential development resumed.

While everyone was busy with their work, only Desta Rahman looked uneasy. The interim President Director of Megapolitan Intercorp, it runs back and forth inside his office. His mouth spoke for itself, and his hands repeatedly scratched at his non-itchy head. Every now and then his gaze led to the room where Fitri Ray worked.

“Assalamu’alaikum!” joni Kamandanu, director of personnel.

“Wa’alaikum greetings. Login Jon,” says Desta.

Joni came in and sat down, then fell silent. Looking at Desta's agitated face.

“Eh, why shut up Jon? What's the matter with you to see me?” ask Desta.

“Sorry. Mr. Desta looks unfocused. So I shut up,” Joni said.

Desta smiled a little wrongly.

“Slightly dizzy because of work,” us.

Joni smiled too.

“Desta sir heard this news?”

“What's the news Jon?”

“About our company's shareholding which has become fully owned by Marcon Alpanigard.”

Desta nodded his head. He heard the news directly from Subrata last night. But his big boss asks him to calm down so as not to disturb the target company being pursued.

“Yes, I've heard it. Mr. Subrata told me,” he said.

But that's not what's troubling Jon's heart. I was agitated as I was thinking about how to approach Fitri Ray and express my feelings of love for that narrow-eyed girl, said Desta.

“Heh..”.

Desta sighed, throwing agitation in his heart.