Duda But Perjaka
[Season 2] Make Learning

"I'm sorry, Mr. Sa-I fired Mr. Gandhi" Handoyo said.

Xander tightened his jaw still waiting for his next confession, but Handoyo never spoke. Just kept his head down, not daring to raise his head in the slightest.

Handoyo swallowed his saliva, feeling that his life was coming to an end.

"Forgotten the others? Do I want to remind you?" the question is right in Handoyo's ear, so it makes goosebumps instantly.

"Let me help remind you that you have tarnished my son's good name! You let my son be taken by the police for a mistake he never made! Even if Gandhi wasn't my son, you shouldn't have behaved that way!" xander shouted furiously brandishing the index finger on Handoyo's face.

Gandhi, Alice and Chaca gasped at Xander's screams. Alice immediately approached her husband, he grabbed the man's arm.

"Pa," motioned Alice to lower her tone.

"As a superior should protect and vouch for his subordinates. Not arbitrarily and take unilateral decisions without seeing right and wrong!" screeches again.

Handoyo knelt down and still lowered his head. "I beg your pardon, sir," he said, trembling with regret.

"Tomorrow, I pull all my shares. My assistant will take care of everything!" Xander.

"Pak Handoyo, I also withdrew cooperation with your hotel. Frankly I am disappointed in your leadership" Alice said slowly but decisively.

Xander is the highest shareholder in his hotel. He was the one who helped Handoyo start the construction of the hotel. During this time Xander and Alice always gave authority to her assistants when there was any meeting.

Gandhi never came face to face with the shareholders at the hotel. Nor is it his job to deal with shareholders or cooperating parties. Handoyo's world seemed to collapse, his body grew more and more limp in hearing it.

"Darling, you're here. I went there for a while" Gandhi said, kissing his wife's forehead before walking away.

"Pa, what's wrong? Mr. Han woke up, sir," said Gandhi grabbing Handoyo's arm. But the man was flinching.

"I think it can be a lesson for you. So that in the future is not arbitrary to subordinates and not carelessly judge someone guilty," said Xander lowered his tone.

"Sir, please don't pull the shares from my hotel. I promise I won't repeat it again. Mr. Gandhi I beg you to forgive me, " said Handoyo slowly cupping his hands together.

Gandhi widened his eyes. Surprised when he heard the papa was about to withdraw all his shares. He walked up to Xander.

"Pa, please don't do that. Didn't Papa think about the impact? What's the fate of the employees there?" gandhi touched Xander's arm.

"They can work in Papa's company!" it was as if he did not accept an excuse.

Gandhi shook his head, "Pa, it's not that easy. Even Gandhi could not. The employees found their comfort there. In the company that Papa offers, they have to adapt again to new environments, new jobs, new friends. Not necessarily getting the same comfort, Pa," Gandhi explained.

Alice and Xander were stunned, they shook their heads. Surprised by his son's attitude. He is not selfish in making decisions.

"Pa, the issue of dismissal was indeed entirely Gandhi's fault. During the honeymoon yesterday, Gandhi switched off his phone for an entire week. Not touching the job at all. Even though the submission of leave is only 3 days during the contract. This is indeed deserved Gandhi regardless of Gandhi son papa or not, it is already a consequence that must be obtained by irresponsible employees. Please don't withdraw Papa and Mama's shares" Gandhi said.

Xander and Alice sighed softly. They were amazed by the thought of Gandhi who always thought of cause and effect. He is not selfish and never holds a grudge.

"Pa, I'm proud of Gandhi. I'm also very grateful to Ms. Hanin for educating our child to be like this" Alice said, slowly embracing her husband's arm. Xander nodded.

Gandhi crouched to equal his height with Handoyo, touching both of the middle-aged man's shoulders.

"Sir, get up" Gandhi said. Handoyo shook his head. Gandhi looked at his parents pleading.

"Alright this time we forgive you Han. I hope you can behave better in the future. Get up," Xander said slowly.

"Thank you very much Mr. Madam, please forgive me once again" he said, shaking his hands. Xander nodded his head.

"Hopefully you can do better Mr. Han," Alice replied to the man's handshake.

Handoyo said goodbye. He was so relieved, he also felt very grateful to Gandhi. For the greatness of his heart, a hotel pioneered from scratch can be saved.

"Darling, what's the matter?" tanya Chaca patted her husband's shoulder.

He then wrestled in Gandhi's arms. The man rubbed the top of his wife's head. "It's okay, honey," said Gandhi slowly.

"Papa is proud of you" said Xander embracing his son.

Gandhi returned his papa's embrace with one hand because the other hand was held tightly by Chaca. The woman was confused but she did not want to interfere.

"Gandhi is not going to say anything, Pa" Gandhi said slowly.

Xander let go of a hug, patting her shoulder. "There rest. Kasian Chaca is so pale" Xander said.

Gandhi and Chaca went to the room first. Gandhi helped hold Chaca's dress from behind as she went down and up the stairs.

"Jeez this is made of what yes, how heavy is this darling. You must have objected yes" grumbled Gandhi up the stairs to his room.

"Name's a dress, too, honey. Yes, it's heavy, but let's look beautiful, honey," Chaca continued to walk slowly with a focused look ahead.

Chaca occasionally glanced at Gandhi behind her who was fussy cupping the dress she was wearing.

"You are so beautiful my wife, especially if you don't wear more beautiful clothes" Gandhi said.

Chaca stopped her steps suddenly. He glared at her perverted husband.

"I-I mean you wear whatever clothes are pretty, honey. Not only this big dress, wearing a nightgown without make up is already very beautiful," replied Gandhi nervously.

They continued their steps until they reached the room. No more decorating like the first night. If they remember, they smile to themselves.

"Darling, help her dress up" Chaca exclaimed as Gandhi was just laying down her body.

He rushes to his feet, standing behind Chaca. Gandhi was confused, not knowing how to open it. His fingers touched Chaca's slightly exposed back. The touch of her husband actually makes Chaca creepy.

"Honey, don't be groped!" she turned to look at her husband.

"Hey, I'm looking for a way for you, honey," elak Gandhi.

"It's just off the rope, honey, no need to use the event palpated, amused tau!" chaca is facing forward again.

"I'm sorry, I don't know the end" Gandhi said, trying to remove the dress.

When he managed to release it, Gandhi gulped at the sincerity of his wife's back. Chaca was busy taking off her dress sleeves. He gasped and wriggled as Gandhi clung behind him as he continued to kiss his shoulder.

"Honey, it's a holiday, isn't it? It's day 7." Gandhi propped his chin on Chaca's shoulder. He put his hand on his wife's slender stomach.

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