Don'T Be The Antagonist
Calculations

"Good day, Young Master. Can we help you?" asked a man, after he ran so fast to Alva in front of the company.

"none. I want to meet with the CEO," replied Alva, walking straight towards the elevator. "Is the President in the company today?" tanya, continuing.

"Yes, Young Master. I'm guessing you came to visit him. Because usually so. But it turns out you want to meet with the CEO," said the man named Harto, continue to follow the steps of Alva behind him.

"Later I'll stop by for a while. I'll meet the CEO first. You don't have to drive, go back to work" Alva pinta, looking firm and authoritative.

Harto stopped his steps at the door along with the other employees, letting Alva enter alone into the elevator.

"I'll be waiting for you in the office of the President, Young Master," said Harto, half-bending his head, saluting the fourth successor of the TA company.

The elevator door closed. Harto and a few employees immediately heaved a sigh of relief once Alva was invisible in their eyes.

"I just realized that the rumors about Young Master are indeed true. She's like Miss Aina. Very firm and not good at pleasantries" said one male official, wiping cold sweat on his temple.

"But still, he is as handsome as Mr. CEO Fauzan. Ahh .. I want to be his secretary if he already holds an official position in the company. That bad attitude, it can still be forgiven for his face!" exclaim female officer, salting.

Harto and several employees rolled their eyes lazily, leaving the place immediately and continuing their work as directed by Alva.

***

Alva walked out of the elevator, walking straight through a long hallway that made some officers turn to the young man with mixed gazes.

"That's Young Master!" squealed the Chief Marketing Manager, immediately running over to Alva who passed through his division room.

"Sir, what brought you here?" the man asked, following Alva's steps towards their CEO's room.

"none. Go back to work, I'll see the CEO and the manager afterwards" explained Alva, without looking at the interlocutor.

The man immediately retreated, leaving the angry-looking Alva obediently, without saying much.

Clamps!

Alva walked into the CEO's secretary room, staring at Fauzan and Keisha in a big fight in front of her.

The woman named Keisha grasped an object that made her father angry with her.

Without hearing the explanation of the two, Alva immediately knew the plot twis that occurred, to make her mother cry.

Not much to say, Alva immediately walked straight towards Keisha, pulling the woman out of the CEO room violently.

Fauzan rounded his eyes perfectly, staring at the rude attitude of his son that he had never seen in 17 years of living together.

Is that how Alva looks when he's angry? Fauzan never knew, because he was always silent and obeyed his parents, like a filial son.

"Young Master, what are you doing to me!" keisha shouted, thrashing, trying to remove Alva's hand from her wrist. "My hands are sick!" the roar, as powerful as possible.

Alva pushed him out of the CEO's room, making the interaction both get the attention of many people.

"What you did on–"

"Whore!" sergeant Alva, loud and full of emphasis.

Keisha rounded his eyes, looking at the few people who started to gossip while looking at him with an unpleasant look.

"Alva, why are you being rude to Keisha? Even an angry father did not act rude to her!" angered Fauzan, he pulls Alva's hand, so that his son retreats from Keisha.

"Is that?" Alva stared at the father, there was no fear in his two beads, there was only domineering anger.

"Because I didn't see Mama crying, you couldn't get angry properly! But Alva who was looking, really wanted to shave this woman!" yelled Alva, exasperated.

Fauzan was silent, looking at his son with a surprised look. He was agitated and nervous when he heard his wife crying over him.

"Your mom is crying?" ask Fauzan, don't believe it.

"Is this angry face of Alva still able to make Dad ask about the truth of Alva's words?!" furious Alva, hissing furiously. "Mama's heart is hurt, and you're just fighting?"

Alva looked at Keisha who was still knocked down with a murderous look. "Fired this woman! Otherwise, Alva will tell the President about this matter, let the two of you be kicked out of the company!"

Greb, plaque ....

A woman came, pulled Alva's hand and slapped her cheek firmly, tearfully.

"God!" yelled Aina, staring at her turn in anger. "Who taught you to be rude to your father?!" consequently, furious.

Alva looked at the Mother who was crying for it, directly looking down deeply while clasping her hands tightly.

"There's no excuse! Now home!" loud Aina, dragged her son out of the company, without paying attention to the people staring at her.

Alva turned her head, looking at Keisha with a look of horror. "Look at it later. I'm doing the math with you, Keisha!" muttered.

Glacier ....

Keisha swallowed his saliva roughly. "Campus, die me!" the screech, in the heart.

***

"Mama" called Alva, not making the 32-year-old woman look at her.

Aina just stayed in the car, looking out the window without saying anything to her.

While Nuri was also silent by looking at the mother, with a sad look.

Ever since seeing Aina get into the car with a puffy face, the youngest daughter said nothing and just quietly looked at her from behind.

"Why mom, sister?" nuri asked, to Alva, who was sitting next to her and kept looking towards her mother.

"Nothing, Nuri. Don't worry, everything's fine" said Alva, hugging her little sister gently and patting her shoulders softly.

Nuri kept silent, saying nothing and kept silent in Alva's arms, until their car reached home.

"Mama get in first," said Aina, immediately get out of the car and leave the car just like that.

Alva can't do anything. She just kept her head down, feeling guilty for making her cry in front of so many people.

Alva got out of the car by holding Nuri who was asleep in her arms. Bringing her sister into the room and putting her to bed comfortably.

"Bok, tomorrow night there will be guests coming. Please prepare, yes!" aina said, speaking to their female maid.

Mbok Yanti nodded her head slowly. "Good, Mistress. Has anyone come by tomorrow?" tanyanya, curious.

"Yes. Tomorrow an important guest will come. Try to cook a luxurious menu yes, Mbok," exclaimed Aina, with a gentle smile, as usual.

"Good, Mistress. Then I'm allowed to go to the market to buy groceries, nggeh?!" mbok Yanti said, excited.

Aina simply nodded and let the 40-year-old woman pass away.

Alva walked down from the second floor while staring at the mother with a straight look.

Aina waited for him, waiting for Alva to get in front of her and let her eldest son say what was clinging to her heart.

"Would you invite that woman to come home?" asked Alva, in the softest tone possible. Because she was afraid of making her mother cry again.

Aina looked at Alva with a sad look. Makes the child's heart torn when he sees it.

"Yes, honey. Tomorrow Keisha will come home." Aina stared at the hardened look on Alva's face. "Please be nice to her, tomorrow. Mama asked for your help," he continued, in a calm voice.

Alva fell silent, answering nothing at the request. He just passed away with an angry expression, leaving the mother alone on the first floor.

"You haven't answered Mama, Alva!" aina exclaimed, making Alva stop her steps in the middle of the stairs.

"Yes, Alva understands. Alva, go for it, Ma. Alva's reluctance was not angry and made Mama embarrassed like that," replied Alva, while walking away, into her room.

Clap ....

Aina took a long breath. He looked tired of facing this problem.

Her heart felt heavy, but she tried to hold back her cries and anger as best she could.

At least, do not let his two children know if he suffered because of the presence of Keisha.

"Want me to make you a drink?" asked a 37-year-old man, coming out of his room with a sad look.

Aina commented a gentle smile, welcoming the arrival of her sister-in-law with a sad look.

"No need, brother. Thank ye. Brother came home to get some clothes, right? Will Aina help you prepare?" aina asked, looking at Fadil who was sitting on the sofa next to her.

"No need. It's all settled. You why? Fauzan doing bad again? Let me be angry that he's acting no–"

"Fauzan has an affair, brother."

"What?!!"