Don't (Blame) Love
SESION 2 PART 22

Al quickly grabbed the black jacket and carried the suitcase, his steps seemed rushed.

All the views of the people from the dining table were fixed on him who was well served. Spatu, long clana and all-hitjam shirt.

Vivian and Clara sighed in annoyance. I can see where Al is going.

Al was still glued in place for a few seconds. With his weight he nailed his suitcase and walked to the dining table, the first person he approached was Clara.

The man crouched under his mother's feet, bowing while holding Clara's hands.

"Ma, I'm sorry I couldn't have dinner together, Al has to leave immediately" he said guiltily.

Clara took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Because he was getting used to it and accepted everything. Indeed this is one of the many trusts that he carries as the main heir to the Andreas company in Japan. It's just that, because there's Lyli at Clara's dinner table, she doesn't say anything but give her blessing.

"Go, Son. And come back soon if your business is in order!" Clara rubbed Al's head like an eight-year-old. Then he grabbed his body and the two hugged.

After Clara, Al said goodbye to Vano, Vivian, Andrean and Andreas to ask for mental support and enthusiasm.

Tarakir to his younger brother, Quen.

"You go, and take me if my holiday comes with you" said Quen, though he wanted to cry.

But, as a good sister she should not discourage her brother.

Al hugged his sister, "You don't cry. As long as I'm not back take good care of myself, ok!"

Quen nodded his lips smiling but his eyes were watering. Al gave a kiss on his sister's forehead and toothed by just looking at Lyli and nodded without words.

"Quen, you should be used to it, don't cry. Kasian your brother!" Andreas Exclamation.

"Grandfather, my body hurts all, I'm having a frenzy after dinner asking for her massage. But, instead go," Quen replied and made everyone who heard him laugh.

"Alright, then let the grandfather who memijitimu, later," said Andreas. Actually, he knew that it was just Quen's reason not to look weak. Because she knew her brother's job was very risky.

Quen turned his head as he frowned at the sound of knocking on the door from outside his room.

"What's wrong, Lyli? Come inside!" While the girl was still busy with her campus duties.

Lyli sat on the bedside of Quen watching Quen appear serious towards his monitor, no different from his brother, Al.

"Where did Al go? Do you know what, Quen?" asked Lyli hesitatingly.

"Oh, in Japan. You know, he always came back here and there like I went to campus, right?" quen said trying to glower and laugh.

"Not that your sister's college is done, what's the business there?"

Quen fell silent, remembering Andreas' grandfather's message some time ago.

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"You know why Grandpa trained so hard, Al, Quen?"

The brunette girl simply shook her head, tampa answered a word.

"He is the successor of grandfather's business, though not the only heir. But, he had to be strong with the exams that grandfather gave. And for you, take care of this business, your brother is young, lest any outsider know who Al really is" Andreas explained at length.

"What's wrong with being the owner of a jet plane business, cake?"

The old man smiled as he stroked Quen's head.

"You want your sister approached by a woman just because she's a young CEO? Worried that if your brother's identity is revealed to the enemy, Al's life is their target, son."

Quen surprised. He is convinced that his brother is involved in the mafia. Then, is the business that Grandpa runs all this time illegal?

As if Andreas understood Quen's inner debate, he smiled and gave an answer.

"In the business world it is rare to be competitive in a healthy and clean way. Sometimes when we are successful while our colleagues are not it can cause envy, drop each other, even kill."

"But guys, why stab in the back, cake?"

"You'll know, Quen. Business is not the term eternal friend and permanent enemy."

The man laughed, patted Quen on the shoulder and left the girl alone.

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"Where I know, maybe he's been Mr. RT there, hahaha"

Lyli was silent, dissatisfied with Quen's reply. But looking at the girl, he felt that Quen was not covering anything up.

Lyli tried to hold her disappointment. He felt that if not considered, even looking at the one earlier, he felt that Al was not serious with him.

But, if it is not serus why should come to the house to ask for the blessing of his parents?

"My brother has never dated before. Moreover, the introduction to the girl's parents. We were also surprised to see him suddenly leave, this way prepare yourself to marry the male Jelangkung," Quen said without taking his eyes off the laptop.

"Catcasino?" Lyli frowned and looked sharply at Quen.

"Yes, what else? Came uninvited, returned home not delivered, hahaha."

Lyli laughed with Quen's joke.

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In Japan

In a large building, people who are almost all men are busy with their respective work. Walking here and there with the dossier, polio also docked in his arms.

In a CEO's room, a young pira seems to be trying to calm down from his emotions. A few cigarette butts that had just been depleted by half filled the ashtray. Fingers hands and feet are moved2 right, his face also looks riled up.

For a moment the man turned his head as soon as the door of his room was opened. A battered man was held by two large and burly men.

"So, you're the traitor?" al said coldly with a sharp look in his eyes.

Al was reluctant about the man, he just threw a cynical smile and left the room. But, previously the man harrumphed on two of his men.

"I'm handing it to you."

Al felt like his mind was in a mess, so he took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it up.

A few minutes he stood on the balcony without knowing what steps he would take later.

"Boss, trust from the Warior gang leader we've arrested, are we what is he?"

Said a man struggling to tell Al.

Al threw the cigarette butts into the trash bed, he walked up to the man.

"Take me there!"

Shortly afterwards Al entered a dark and damp room, the air circulation was also very bad, the dungeon. A place deliberately provided to lock the captured enemies.

"You infiltrated my workspace yesterday and opened our company's secret files?" ask Al coldly.

The man remained silent without giving an answer.

"Do you hear it or not?" Shouted Al emotions.

While the man was still silent, he did not want to talk.

"Tell me who told you to or I will...."

Al's words were cut off, his hands in the air with a gun ready to shoot the man in the head.

"Not all evil is avenged by evil, Al. For example, you were bitten by a dog. Are you gonna bite him back?"

Aharghh!!!

Al throws the gun rough when he is swept back by the soft voice and sweet smile of his adoptive mother, Clara.

"Give it to you, lest he die before telling you who ordered it. Or, if you need to find relatives," said Al and left the room.

Al lying on the sofa feeling tired with his life game, he closed his eyes while massaging his left temple.

"How can I do my job, Clara? While the shadow of your face and all your advice seems real in front of my eyes!" as if Al is upset.

Initially, Al accepted running Andreas without wanting to be involved in the mafia world. But, as his company grows faster and many spies enter and also traitors who leak his plans for faster development, he is forced to take a black path to save the company. And teach the traitor a lesson, of course.

One year into the mafia world, Al used to torture to kill. Not even hesitate to kidnap the opponent's daughter, lover or sister and let him be harassed by some of his people in front of the opponent to give a deterrent effect.

But who would have thought. After graduating from college and already professional in his efforts to meet Clara even soften his heart. In fact, the man who was famous for his cruelty now cried regretting what he had done all this time.

With a shaking hand he took the device from his pants pocket. He hurriedly contacted Andreas and told him everything.

"How, Al? Have you met anyone who hacked and stole data?" andreas asked as soon as he picked up his phone.

"We've caught him, Cake. But, who's behind it we don't know yet."

"Have you done the way Grandpa taught you to interrogate the perpetrator?"

"Yes, we're still here looking into the man's family data."

"Good! Grandpa's proud of you."

"Sir, I'm coming back tomorrow. Business here let them do it."

Al immediately disconnected the call for not wanting to argue with his grandfather.

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One afternoon when Rika was sweeping the courtyard.

"Mom, I'm home."

"Who are you going home with, son? By yourself?"

The girl just nodded.

"Hurry in. And rest inside!" Seru Rica.

While the woman continued sweeping and then into following her daughter.

"How many days are you taking, Lyli?" rika asked while making tea for him.

"Tomorrow morning I'll be back, ma'am."

"Why rush?"

"Actually I do not take a holiday, only I want to ask again about the opinions of mother and father, have you asked me about my relationship with mas Al?"

"You sure he's serious? He is the son of a rich man, a graduate of a famous university in Japan. You sure?"

"Mother, almost five years Lyli worked there. Of course know the ins and outs of the brand. Mas Al couldn't play Lyli."

The girl suddenly got emotional, talking to her mother in a high tone.

"Lyli, I don't suspect them much Al. But, if you can find another man." Javan Rika tried to be patient.

"No! No other man is as perfect as Al. I'm the first woman that Mas Al approached even to come here to ask for your blessing, Mom!" Lyli. Start sobbing.

"Why are you so sure? Do you know what his life was like for five years in Japan? You just believe what he says?"

"His sister said. They're very close, and they understand each other, ma'am. Long before Mas Al came back, I was close to his sister, Miss Quen."

"Don't rush, think carefully and just go with it all. If you were meant to be with him, there would be a way. But, if you don't, I hope you're capable of snatching.

Rika stroked her daughter's back giving her advice not to fall in the abyss.

"Mom believes you've known Al for a long time. But, you just know, you don't know yet. Don't let yourself regret your hasty decision."

"But, mom? Is three years not enough?"

"Is there closeness and heart-to-heart talk between the two of you? Have you guys been in trouble or a cok check? How does he handle if a partner is emotionally upset and jealous? You know all that?

Lyli pondered silently while holding gelaa containing sweet tea made by her mother.

"Yes, all this time we know as a servant and grandson of the employer only. The rest is not."

Lyli recalled the incident last week where Al without a word suddenly went to Japan until now there was no news.

Only to his family and his sister he said goodbye, while to him he was just looking.

"Thank you, Mommy. But, if I really feel like she's good, and she's really serious about me, would you be condoning?" ask Lyli again.

Rika just kept quiet and gave no answer.

"It's late in the afternoon, I'll cook. Your father's coming home soon, Lyli."

The girl sighed in annoyance, and leaned her head on the wooden table.

With lethargic steps Lyli following her mother to the membrane helped her cook.

"You're tired of taking a break, son. Let me do it!" Excited Rika when she found Lyli washing her used tea glasses and some dirty dishes in the place of grandchildren.

"It's okay, Mom. Lyli was used to it," he replied while his hands were still busy soaping and rinsing.

When the two prepared dinner, Lyli's father came. With a flat face the man passed the two in the kitchen towards the bathroom.

Lyli only sighed in annoyance, remembering the household of her bosses, Vano and Clara, then her memory returned to their son Al. Lyli hopes that both of them are happy and can foster a harmonious household like Al's parents.

"After your father comes out of the bathroom, greet him later!" Rika reminds Lyli.

The girl just kept quiet and smiled bitterly over the household of her parents who were cold and almost could not escape the wrangling.

Lyli's memory returns to the time where she first met Al. He is a type of guy who is cute and does not like to spread his peso to anyone. It makes sense that he is not close to women. The proof is that no woman came but to look for Quen.

And now he approached her and immediately asked to be introduced to her parents.

But Lyli is confused as to why her mother seems to be against her marriage to Al. Though from the beginning his mother had known that his employer was not a person who likes to oppress.