Dear, Mr. Boss
Chapters 13. Father figure

Stella circulates the view to see the interior design of the Virendra residence house. Stella does not know why Gunardi Virendra called her to come home. Not a house, Stella considers the house like a palace.

One more thing about Shaka that Stella just knew was, someone who the other day came to Shaka's apartment was Gunardi Virendra, who was none other than the father of an Arshaka Virendra.

It was thanks to Ron telling him. Because, Stella rarely and almost never saw Mr. Gunardi visit the company. At one time, the company currently held by Shaka was a company owned by Abhimanyu Virendra who was the grandfather of Shaka.

Perhaps, Shaka was ordered to replace Mr. Abhimanyu because he had gone home to the Almighty.

"Please come in, Miss. The great lord is already waiting for you," said a servant while bowing his body. Stella who felt bad, bowed back like a Japanese when she first met.

"Miss Stella, hurry up! Because the Great Lord is waiting," said Ron firmly.

Stella rolled her eyes lazily. "Alright," he answered and followed Ron who had been waiting for him immediately awakens from astonishment. Yes, it was Ron who had become an intermediary between Mr. Gunardi and himself.

Stella was taken to a very spacious room that contained a luxurious corner sofa, piano, and there was a guitar placed on a guitar backrest. 'That's 'Luxury!' stella's screams in her heart. His poor soul thrashed.

Stella sees Ron bowing in front of Gunardi, who is imitated by her. "I've brought him in front of Mister" said Ron with his head lowered.

Stella stared at Ron's side profile, whose expression looked so respectful to the figure of Mr. Gunardi. Then, Stella's gaze was directed at the middle-aged man who was currently sitting on one side of the sofa.

"Is there anything I can help you with, sir?" stella asked kindly while commenting on her smile.

"Sit here, son," said Mr. Gunardi, looking friendly.

Stella glanced at Ron at a glance to ask for approval. After Ron nodded, Stella took a sitting position that was a good distance away from Mr. Gunardi.

"Please leave us, Ron," ordered Mr. Gunardi who was immediately executed by Ron.

Left Ron, Stella suddenly awkward and do not know what to start the conversation with. "What's your name, son?" asked Gunardi with a smile that expands until the fine lines under his eyes appear.

Stella who initially looked down also looked up. "My name is Crystella, sir," Stella replied nervously. Never had Stella felt this big when dealing with someone. This was not his first meeting with him.

"Sir? Regarding our meeting while in the apartment Mr. Shaka ... That's ...."

"No problem. Shaka is an adult and I understand that Shaka does need a companion" Gunardi said quickly.

Stella nodded quickly. "That's not what I mean, sir. The thing is, I don't know if you are the father of Mr. Shaka. Forgive me for not recognizing you" Stella said.

There was a soft rarity from Mr. Gunardi that made the awkward atmosphere a little more fluid. "Not to be afraid to admit it. I'm sure, among you there must be something, "guess Mr. Gunardi with a probing smile.

Stella nodded in confirming. "There is indeed something between us, sir, that is the relationship between superiors and subordinates," Stella replied innocently.

Stella opens her mouth in disbelief ." So, Shaka sir never brought a single woman while living in the apartment? Then, what if Mr. Shaka takes him to the hotel?" stella asked full of questions.

Mr. Gunardi shook his head. "Shaka was never close to a woman and .." said Gunardi hanging.

"And what, sir?" chase Stella curious.

Gunardi stared at Stella completely. "Since long ago, Shaka lacked the affection of his mother and me. I regret that I was too busy building a business to support the family to forget that happiness is not always about money" said Gunardi with a regretful look.

"Shaka always thought that I never loved him like I loved my first child" Gunardi said, then heard a heavy sigh.

"If I tell you, it will definitely not run out for seven days and seven nights" Gunardi joked and chuckled to himself.

Stella smiled in awe at the figure of the father before her, something Stella had never had during her life in the world. No, actually Stella has a father and a mother. It's just, they went nowhere until he stepped on the number two four, they never came to see him.

Stella was not expecting much with the arrival of her parents. Whether or not her parents came, Stella had to stay alive.

"I think it's enough to get there the story. I just want to tell you. Please don't hurt Shaka. He needs a love that will soften his heart. I believe, Shaka must have his own faith in you," said Mr. Gunardi as his hand moved to remove the wet trace in the corner of the eye.

Stella still nodded in response though, she was too confused by the situation that was being experienced.

Yes, Gunardi had a chance to cry. Stella stared at Gunardi, who had been fighting for his family. If Mr. Gunardi doesn't love Shaka, there's no way he's this cool with his son's heart.

"I love my two children even though the way they are expressed is different from most fathers in the world. Most fathers would say that I love you. But that does not apply to me" said Gunardi with a look of laughter.

"I prefer to express affection towards my two sons with actions. Yeah, even though Shaka caught him with something different. I understand that I am not a good father nor a good husband for the family" said Gunardi, who made Stella feel like crying.

Stella saw, Mr. Gunardi was so sincere about loving his children. It is seen from how he told about his two sons.

Seeing that Stella was silent, Gunardi returned to his voice. "I'm sorry if I told you a long story. But, thank you for listening" said Gunardi ended the conversation.

Stella shakes. "No problem, sir. I'll be happy to listen," Stella replied with no objection at all.

After dinner, Stella says goodbye. This time Stella is escorted by one of the drivers at the Virendra family residence because Ron has returned first to Shaka's apartment.

Nine o'clock after five minutes, Stella finally arrived at the boarding house. He walked deeper and climbed the stairs twice before arriving at the floor where his room was.

From a distance, Stella could see the silhouette of a man moving restlessly in front of her boarding room. Stella frowned confusedly. "Isn't that Shaka sir? What's he doing here?"