
A few days passed, tomorrow was Arion's birthday..
Some of the servants seemed busy doing their work, even some of them helped the WO team decorate the back garden.
While this one bumil, just sit back, without the need to rule, the color there is already his assistant Lina, as well as his best friend.
"how, how is it?." asked Lina while sitting on an empty chair beside Milka.
"enough, um, I like your way of working, don't have to say much, but have got what I want" said Milka casually, while eating a snack prepared by the waiter.
"good, that's how my work is done" Lina said with a relieved smile.
"hmm"Milka just cleared her throat.
When he was admiring, suddenly he felt sad, even he shed his tears.
Lina who was drinking was surprised, when she turned to the side, she saw Milka crying.
"hey, what's the matter, why are you crying?"lina asked frantically, she was afraid that anything would happen to Milka.
"i'm fine, it's just that I'm getting scared, I'm afraid something will happen." said Milka more and more as hiccuped, even Lina had hugged her tightly, to calm her down.
"believe me, nothing will happen, it's just your feelings" said Lina trying to calm down, but in her small heart she also felt worried, her usual color, Milka's intuition was never wrong.
"ssstt, come on, stop crying, your husband's coming home soon, and I don't want to be blamed for your face.
"alright, I'll stop, but remember, don't tell my husband, I'm afraid he's worried" Milka said trying to smile, but undeniably in his heart he still felt bad, he still felt bad,even feel more claustrophobic.
"alright, I'll go back to my room first" Milka said.
"go away" Lina said with a smile.
Elsewhere, two men were talking seriously, it was seen if they were discussing something important.
They were impatient to carry out their plans, even they were sure, that their plans would succeed.
"oh yes uncle, how are things there, is everything okay?"ask the younger man.
"of course, it's just the situation, the grandmother is getting worse" the older man said.
"you don't worry, I hope so, too, but Ricki, what's the condition of the company?"ask the old man.
"just calm down, ''om Edward, there's no need to doubt my ability" Ricki said arrogantly.
"i believe in you" Edward said.
Yes they are Ricki, Arion's enemy who always wants to harm Arion, but all of them always fail.
And Edward is, uh, Ricki's aunt's ex-boyfriend, and they've also been planning something for Arion's family.
The flashback
There used to be a pair of teenagers, who were in love, up to 3 years, but because the arrival of a man was present, between their relationships made their hungungin destroyed.
However, it is not the fault of the third person, but because there is no honesty between them.
The girl even loved the man, even he was dishonest, that he already had a lover, when the man declared his love, foolishly his man declared his love, his love, and his love, he said,without him knowing that the girl already has a lover.
Without thinking about anything else he immediately accepted the declaration of love, without him realizing a man saw the incident, making the man so disappointed, even he felt betrayed by his own lover.
But he still accepted it with his airy chest, even if he knew his heart had been broken into pieces, so he finally went to another city to move his college.
"forgive me, I can't refuse her, I also love her, once again forgive me, Edward, I've betrayed you" she cried sobbing.
"well, that's okay, as long as you're happy, I'll be happy too, if one day the man hurts you, tell me, then I'll take you back then"the man named Edward said.
Edward's words, making the girl cry bitterly, actually he felt guilty to this man, but he could not do anything.
"already Alice don't cry anymore, it'll be beautiful lang loh," Edward's tease on Alice.
Until a few months passed, he heard that the girl died due to suicide, frustrating color decided by his lover.
From there began a sense of revenge came, the color he did not accept his girl to go in this way, even he was determined to destroy, the man to his descendants.
Flashback off