Dear, Mr. Boss
Chapters 19. The others contract

Ana looks at some of the people who are seen getting out of the canteen. "Why is everyone on the exit huh, La?" ask Ana astonished.

"Just "positive thingking. Maybe they're full already" replied the original Stella then ate the meat menu again.

"It can't be that fast, La," Ana said. However, all her senses were answered when looking from the direction of the door there were Shaka and Ron who were walking in.

Ana then loosened her chin so that Stella would immediately notice the presence of the President Director and his personal assistant. "Well, there's King Arshaka Virendra and Assistant Romald" Ana said dramatically when mentioning Ronald's name was deliberately mashed, mimicking Stella.

Stella's head turned ninety degrees to be able to stare at the entrance. Right, Shaka and Ron are walking in and ... Heading to the table that Stella occupied.

"Can you join here?" ron asked for permission. As for Shaka, she glanced at Stella while letting out her cool cough.

"Just mourn, sir. The company and its contents belong to Mr. Shaka," Ana replied with her hands up, inviting.

Stella felt the bench sitting on tremble a little. Then, Stella could feel there was a sturdy and burly body already sitting beside her. Stella knows who did it. Stella turned her head and found Shaka smiling at her.

One eyebrow Stella raised. "Mother why? Hows it? Have you been feeling a little relieved?" stella asked familiarly.

Shaka nodded. "Later I'll tell you again. I felt, the burden was lessened after I told the story," Shaka replied with a big smile, ignoring the existence of Ron and Ana as if the world only belonged to the other two like living contracted life in the world.

"If you need a storymate, you can find me," replied Stella then immediately finish the meatballs that live three more spoons run out.

"Ehem."

"Ehem."

Ana folded her arms in front of her chest. "Since when have your 'me' calls changed 'me'?" asked Ana with a probing look.

Stella and Shaka looked at each other then together shrugged, indifferent. Ana stared in wonder at the two humans in front of her.

Nope. More precisely too astonished by Shaka's warmer attitude change. But, it was better because it made her feet look charming.

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"Pa? Why won't you help me this time? Just this once, Pa," whined Gavin on Mr. Gunardi.

Gavin's back can go from his father. "Let your sister live happily. Dare you mess up his life again, Papa who will intervene to teach you a lesson," threatened Mr. Gunardi firmly.

Gavin laughed heartily. "Papa now defending him? He's the one who made my mom die, Pa. He is a disobedient child who does not know himself" Gavin said, reminding his father again.

"not her. But your own mother made that decision. Shaka is innocent in this," said Gunardi who now bowed his head lethargic. It's always like that every time I remember Shaka's childhood memories of his lack of concern. The feeling of regret is always present and gives a tightness in the recesses of the heart.

"Collared, Papa. Up there, mama would be very disappointed to see Papa defending the child," furious Gavin then left Pak Gunardi who was still sculpting on the spot.

It was his fault for never speaking honestly to Gavin about the cause of his mother's death. To be sure, Tiu is not Shaka's fault. He is the most guilty here.

That's why Mr. Gunardi is never tired to always visit Shaka's apartment even though he just saw his son's face. The son who is like a duplicate of himself.

"I'm sorry Papa, Ka. Because Papa you have to bear all that Papa did," muttered Mr. Gunardi then wiped a drop of tears that had perched on the eye patch.