
"Boss?"
Nadia's round eyes widened, Alea's eyes from the tips of her feet, to the ends of her hair. The woman in indecent clothes, then pulled Alea's hand away from Nia.
"Lo's already the boss?" Ask Nadia.
"Emang why? Is there a problem with you?"
"Gue seriously, you're the owner of this hotel now?"
"No, I'm just an officer." Kilah Alea's.
He is very familiar with the nature of his best friend, who can do anything for money.
"Lo don't lie dong. I know, you must be the boss, right? You have a lot of money, right?" Ask Nadia again.
"Gue has no time for ladenin lo!" Alea then walked out just like that, leaving Nadia. He hurriedly got into his car, so that Nadia would not bother him anymore.
After having enough money, even excess, it turned out that Alea's life was getting more and more trouble. From the beginning of his father's life, which he only knows now, added Nadia, who will definitely continue to bother him.
"Nia, if the woman was checking in at our hotel again, please just blacklist her name" Alea said.
"Good ma'am." Replied Nia while focusing on the wheel.
Her current destination is her mother's apartment. This time, he had to successfully inquire about his father's secret, which his mother had been hiding.
Suddenly, his phone rang. Alea grabbed her phone, and saw Adila's name. Without waiting for long, he immediately pressed the green button, and stuck the flat object in his ear.
"Baby, dear congratulations." said Adila from the other end of the phone. From his voice, he sounded excited. Looks like something good happened.
"Congratulations?"
"Where are you now? We had lunch at the cafe near my office. I'm waiting there right now." The call just got cut off. It has become a habit of Adila, always close the call without waiting for an answer first.
Now Nia's phone is ringing. It turned out that Adila had sent out her current location, so that Alea could catch up with her.
"Where is this ma'am?" Nia asked as she looked at Alea from the rearview mirror.
"We'll go there first, Nia." Answer Alea.
Once again, Alea had to delay meeting her mother.
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After 30 minutes of travel, they finally arrived at a cafe. Alea was greeted politely by the waiter there. With the waiter in, Alea was taken to a VIP room.
Adila was waiting for him there. A bouquet of white roses, greeted him that afternoon. Romantic music, accompanying both.
"You're great. I'm proud of you." Adila hugged Alea.
"Followed? Congratulations what? You're gonna say that, but it's not clear what it is." Alea answered and let go of her husband's embrace.
Adila shows her phone, and shows the contents of the message with the investor who had met with Alea. Apparently they agreed to give his funds, to build a new hotel again.
An achievement Alea had never imagined before. Finally, she can boast of Adila as well as her mother-in-law.
"This serious?" Ask Alea who still does not believe.
"I'm serious, baby. You can see for yourself how the message. They're amazed by your cleverness." Answer Adila.
Alea fell silent, and shed her tears. He is proud of himself. At the beginning of his career as a director, he was finally able to contribute to the company owned by his mother-in-law.
"As a gift, I want to bring you to someone." Adila. He then asked the waiter to call someone Alea had no idea who it was.
"Mila?"
Yes, that woman is Mila, the son who came with her father yesterday.
"Why don't you bring him here?" Alea asked in a high tone.
It was truly a surprise that annoyed Alea.
"Darling, calm down. Mila wants to tell you a secret." Answer Adila.
"What secret? He's begging here? He wants to make me and my mom suffer more? That's what you mean?" Ask Alea. Her eyes were staring at her husband.
Alea did not think out, how could Adila call her Mila when she should be happy with her achievement.
"It seems you're not ready to meet me yet." Mila.
"Who is ready, to meet the people, who have ruined my life! How do you feel about me, huh?"
"I'm actually here, I want you to know that all this time, you've never been guilty!" Mila finally shed her tears. He then took out a photo of his album in his childhood.
There, there is a photo of his father, who was holding a little girl, while cleaning the house. What does Mila mean by showing this photo.
"I want to go home!" Alea then grabbed her bag, and was about to walk out of the room. But quickly, Adila held Alea by the hand, and brought her back to sit in her place earlier.
"You should listen to Mila's explanation first." Adila.
"What the hell? Do you believe this woman? Do you believe the daughter of the woman who destroyed my mother's household? You per...."
"I'm not that girl!" Boldly, Mila interrupted Alea's words.
Instantly, Alea was silent for a moment, then looked at Mila. The woman who yesterday acted rude, now turned into a crybaby. He sobbed in tears, covering his face.
"What do you mean?" Ask Alea again.
"He, not your father's son, nor that woman. He's a kid who's been taken care of since childhood, and taken from an orphanage." Answer Adila.
Alea increasingly did not understand the direction of Adila's conversation. He looked at Mila, questioningly.
The feeling is mixed. Pleased, sad, upset, mixed into one.
"I've been trying to find out, about your father's family. And your father, is just a victim. Victim of the cunning woman who's so obsessed with your father." Adila clear.
Alea frowned, and looked at Mila. Roughly, he pulled Mila's hand.
"Clearly!" snapped Alea.
"Everything Adila says is true. There is nothing else I cover! I've told Adila everything." explained Mila as she sobbed in tears.
Alea did not want to believe it just like that. It could have been this woman, deliberately making up stories, for Alea to believe. Before the evidence was clear, Mila gave it to Alea.
"Here, at most this is your wits, right? So that I feel sorry for you, and you can work for my husband's company, right?" ask Alea again.
Not wanting his wife to get upset, Adila pulled out a map from her bag. He gave it to Alea.
"This what?" Alea asked confusedly.
"Open it, baby. Everything you want, is there. I've been trying, so you don't have to be tired of looking for it anymore." Answer Adila.
"Yes what?" asked Alea in annoyance.
"That's a letter from the orphanage!"