I ACCEPT YOUR WIDOW
22. LOVE SHOULD NOT HAVE

"It's..." kristy said as she gave me a black bag, I knew exactly what it was and what it contained because it was my own bag that I gave to her aunt Kristy and her children on the last day of our separation.

" I thank you for your good intentions Yog... But I can't take it..." I was silent and looking at Kristy.

" I can't accept something from someone else that has nothing to do with me..."

'DEG' Kristy's words are so in my heart.

As if asserting me that I am a stranger in his life and must keep a distance between us .And that's right.I'm a stranger to him and the twins.

"You don't take offense Yog...I appreciate your kind intentions of sympathizing with our family... Maybe because we're just as likely to lose the person we love you want to help us... But I can still work as long as my hands and feet are still in use..I'll fight myself doing what's best for my son's son..."

Oh so that's the principle..really a great woman.

I THOUGHT that Kristy was too arrogant with her pride as high as the sky and even to make my Papa upset.It turns out that all the reasons behind she refused help from Papa.

" But you can still come here anyway.you can meet us if you miss us..

" I was wide open to hear his words.

Misses?..Does he also have a longing for me to tell me to come here again.

"Ah..If you miss the twins..." Kristy fixed her words that made me a little disappointed.

But strangely he seems misbehaved with his tomato-like cheeks .

Ah...dia..tersipu shy ..exasperate.

"Alright" I replied with a smile.Kristypun smiled.

Oh my goodness, that smile is so sweet.

How long I haven't seen a smile on that pretty face.

For a few months I could only see from far away.And if the twins didn't call me, maybe I would never see that beautiful smile again.

"But maybe I can't come here often . My thesis is done and I also have passed . After that most I'll work "my word.

"You work?" ty kristy

" My parents actually told me to come back and work to help Papa . But I want to stay in Surabaya. We also have a subsidiary here..."

"What company?" ask Kristy

"A.. Food and beverage packaging company... Export import..." I don't want to mention my papa's company name.

I'm afraid Kristy will know who my real identity is.

" oo.."

" Bisma also got a job offer earlier when she came here she told me..."I nodded and smiled.

" At overseas you..Australia...Next week he's leaving.."

Yep..I knew that too...Because I asked Romi for help . I want Bisma to be able to live financially strong, so that later if she really becomes the new Papa of the twins, she can raise them well .

And so as not to be found out if I helped him, Brother Romi arranged for Bisma to work in the overseas branch of Papa company.

I still like Kristy . But to be with him was very unlikely. That's why I obey Romi.

As long as they're happy and well, that's enough for me. I'd let go if Kristy and Bhishma were to get married.

love doesn't have to have...

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I prepared to go to work ready to go to work wearing a suit and white shirt interior.My hair I waxed backwards to look neat.Not forgetting I also cursed a tie.Sepatukupun already polished and look shiny.Aunti waiter in the my house has prepared all.Bi Ijah his name.

"Breakfast den Yoga first." said Bibi Ijah who had prepared various foods at the dinner table for my breakfast.

"Thank you Auntie .." Aunt smile.

I sat down and looked at the menu Aunt Ijah prepared . There is shrimp fried rice, fried chicken & crispy shrimp , pickles, omelet. Without much protest I immediately ate it.

Bibi Ijah's cuisine is delicious.batinku.I always fit with all his cooking.

" So Adul also prepared his vehicle . Aden so would you like to ride his sport bike?" ask Aunt Ijah.

"Yes .."

I did decide to ride the motorcycle instead of carrying a car and be the attention of people later.

Even though motor sport is a branded sport bike and includes expensive motorcycles that only the financially strong enough person has , but it is better than riding a Lamborghini sports car that will make a scene for office people.

I immediately headed to my Papaku subsidiary . It's about 30 minutes from where I live . Quite far away too...

There is a giant signboard bearing the name "Pratama MANDIRI.co"

I asked the security guard at the entrance where my new workplace was.

" New officer?" Ask.

"Yes sir "I answered.

" Just go to the 10th floor in the personnel section.. The incoming apprentices gathered there . Everything will be explained by the manager in charge...Work in what room is what floor , those who set it "

I nodded and then took my bike out looking for a parking space.

In the basement parked so many vehicles ranging from motorcycles to cars.Mobil from the standard medium to luxury class cars.

Wow.apparently this papa subsidiary company is also so big no less big than the one in the center.

I admire my own Papa company because I just came here and saw it.

I passed a fancy car in the parking lot and an adult man in his 45s just got out of his car with an unhappy face.

"Who is that guy?... Just this time I saw him "he said asking the driver.

"Maybe a new employee sir." replied the driver who also did not know.

"It was so daring that he passed through an exclusive parking lane in that noisy vehicle" he said.

"Didn't he know that this way he had to turn off the engine and guide the bike...Sok style really use canned motorbike so.."pronounced Yoga .

Yoga gathered in the personnel room with several new employees.At that time the manager was passing them off.

"Sorry Yog.I can't put you directly as CEO there because you still don't know how and how to work there. Your father said you have to study first . So for a while I put you in the Financial Directors section. You learn slowly first" Romi said on the phone yesterday.

" Yes, brother.it's okay.."

" Pratama Putra Yoga"

"Yes!..." I answered quickly when my name was called.

"Let's go to the 20th floor room 3.table 4. Your work space is there." said the manager of personnel.

" Wait.." Said a man who arrived and entered the room.

"Pak Hasbi." said the manager as he bowed respectfully.

After that he introduced everyone in the room.

"He's Mr. Hasbi, our CEO's father"

Ooo.. So this is the CEO of his...Mr kacab(Head of branch)?

"You...What was your name?"ask hasbi

at me.

" Yoga sir" I replied.

"Where's the data?" tanya pak hasbi asked for data on personnel.

"No one sir..This kid brought Mr. Romi..."Pronounce the manager slowly

Huh.batin Mr. Hasbi just doubt.so he's a man Romi.batin Mr. Hasbi upset.

"Where is he placed?" ask Mr. Hasbi again

"Financial directors.."

Just yummy... New entry already sitting sweetly on the financial directors . Want to watch over me yeah eyes fucking Romi . I'll teach you a lesson, stinky boy...

"You put it in another part." said Mr. Hasbi later.

"But sir.."The manager seemed to disagree

I looked at the CEO's face, why he seemed unhappy with me.Even his sharp gaze like bright light showed dislike for me.

I'm wrong, just know no. My inner wonder.

" You're a fresh graduate, right?"tanyak .I'm nodding.

"Nobody sits sweet without blasting from below . So since you're still green and inexperienced, you should start from the bottom . And your first job was in marketing, and I assigned you as SALESMAN..."

I was very surprised to hear it . The salesman? I became a Salesman? Isn't that salesman the bottom job in this company?Am I really going to be a salesman in my own parent's company?