Helper Pervishes
Chapter 53. Stupid Dude

Moments earlier when Morgan arrived in the ballroom room. The lights were dimmed as the event had just begun. Morgan entered and sat at the nearest table he found while waiting for the opportunity to approach Mr. Hutama.

The main purpose of being at the big event was to talk to Mr. Hutama who had been in the last few weeks he could not meet in person.

A few moments after the lights were on, Morgan immediately moved from the table where he was sitting to a table where neatly arranged several bottles of various flavored drinks.

Then while enjoying a cup of wine, Morgan's eyes were fixed towards the stage. Mr. Hutama and his wife were sitting in one of the chairs there. Morgan's chance is to go on stage to ask for the man's free time.

The MC of the wedding event is still with the agenda of the event, which is a love trip between Jessie and Rayhan. Several photos of the two were being played on a large projector attached to the wall of the ballroom.

Morgan's eyes then focused on the figure of the man he saw on the projector screen.

“That guy,” said Morgan quietly while linking his eyebrows together. He tried to remember an old photo of the groom from the projector screen.

From a distance Morgan stared at the groom, who now looks different behind a white jaz and a misty haircut.

“I'm sure, I know his face very well. But where?” rehash Morgan slowly while repeatedly sipping a glass containing wine on the table.

Out of curiosity Morgan advanced towards the stage, at a distance of thirty meters, Rayhan's figure increasingly looked familiar in Morgan's eyes.

At that time, one by one the invited guests had started to move towards the stage making the queue start snaking for a congratulation for the bride and groom. Morgan finally delayed the time for a while until the queue was a bit quiet.

Suddenly Niko's uncle who was out of nowhere appeared before Morgan along with several other businessmen.

“Morgan, you're here apparently. I'm looking for you where,” greet Niko in the interlude of laughter.

Some of the men who were with Niko also shook Morgan's hand. Of course he knew some of the businessmen, they were colleagues of uncle Niko who also wanted to bring down Morgan.

“Morgan, this is Lutfi sir and Anis pack them-”

“I know them, although we have only met a few times,” cut Morgan.

“Haha good,” Niko eyes started looking around Morgan, of course she was looking for her son Selvie. “Where's Selvie?” ask her.

“Selvie? Her father should know better where her son is,” Morgan whispered in Niko's ear.

Niko stared at Morgan. After a moment of thought, Niko brought her head closer to Morgan's face.

“So this is your decision?” niko asked still with the same smile as before.

“Uncle forgot? Our contract expires in two days. Isn't what uncle wanted already accomplished? The company's children belong to uncle. Now it's time for uncle to take back uncle's son,” Morgan replied.

“You?” grit Niko's teeth while clenching her right hand tightly.

“Without me you can't do anything, you don't know thank you,” said Niko who can barely hold back her emotions.

“Uncle wrong! I should have said that. Without me and my company, uncle can't be anything and not who!” Morgan said while pulling both corners of his lips but his eyes looked sharply at Niko.

The marriage of Mr. Hutama's daughter is the largest marriage among entrepreneurs, it is natural that this is where small business entrepreneurs flock to find prey or coworkers. Like him who intends to approach Mr. Hutama to thwart the cooperation plan of Mr. Hutama with Niko.

While staring at the glass in his grasp, Morgan remembered the incident that until now still imagined in his mind. The man he was fighting both in Utari's room.

“He is the Man?” said Morgan. To be sure, Morgan walked closer to the stage. He wanted to make sure the man on stage was the same man he had met.

It was accidentally Morgan and Rayhan had a point of view. For a long time they looked at each other as if they knew each other.

“Yes he's the guy! I'm sure,” muttered Morgan after the MC of the event called the city of Surabaya as a meeting place for the groom and bride.

“Trapped men! Where is your responsibility as a man! You married another rich woman after dumping the inner Utari” Morgan.

His eyes stared fiercely at the stage. Emotions ignited. Remembering the woman he loved became the victim of a depraved man on stage. If Utari had not impregnated the man, Utari's life would probably not have been what it is today. I'm blessed to be out there with no news and news with a baby who has to be cared for at a very young age.

At that time Morgan also walked up to the stage which happened to be the queue of visitors had begun to be quiet. He walked quickly to Rayhan. He passed by Mr. Hutama who actually became his goal to come to the event.

“I want to talk to you now,” Morgan told Rayhan to surprise Jessie and her parents.

“Pak Morgan?” sela pak Hutama.

“Morgan? So you're Morgan? Cih” hiss Rayhan who had hesitated about the man who kept staring at him from under the stage.

“We have to talk,” Morgan reset to Rayhan.

Morgan and Rayhan headed for the side door, they continued towards the desolate corridor that humans rarely pass through.

“Trapped man, you must be taught a lesson!” At that time Morgan turned around and then hit Rayhan's face with his raw fist. “If it wasn't for you, Utari wouldn't be like this. You bastard,” Morgan was about to throw another punch but Rayhan held his wrist.

“Haha, Mr. Morgan. What are you talking about? What should be taught is you,” a fist Rayhan floated on Morgan's face. Making the half-drunk man stagger to the floor.

Unsatisfied with one blow, Rayhan approached Morgan and pulled his collar.

“If can't protect a woman, don't impregnate her. Utari suffered because she loved you. You let Utari and your son live alone out of town? Do you know where they are? How can a man like you deserve to be loved by Utari. You can't even protect your own child!” rayhan said as he swung a few raw bogems into Morgan's face.

Morgan took the blow. His eyes widened, he pulled Rayhan's arm as if begging for an explanation. “Whose son? What do you mean?” ask Morgan.

“Foolish man, your son. Miracle your son, you fools can't recognize your own son. Now don't ever approach them again, if Utari is crying again because of you, I'll kill you,” Rayhan repeated then pushed Morgan to droop on the floor.

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