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"You know Rakha Leonard?", asked Indira enthusiastically.

"No! Alexander who knew him", replied Jova casually.

"How could Alex know him?"

"Didn't you see? alexander is a rich man. Must have something to do with Group G. And you know Alexander and Rakha look very familiar. Rakha just called him bro that bro"

"Oh yeah?", Indira felt something strange.

"Yes! uh let's go find my seat number", take Jova.

"Yes!", Indira forgot her strange thoughts.

Jova and Indira sat in the seat corresponding to the invitation number for Group B, Jova's company. They talked while waiting for the show to start. Long - long circular table sat Jova full, in accordance with the invitation. That was Jova's chance to introduce her family's company to be more familiar.

Jova's desk was in the second row from the back, as a guest of the building tenant's invitation. In front of him a lineup for investors and colleagues Group G. And the front row is the VIP guest, and the front one is the VVIP table for the extended family of master Haidar Gibran and his wife. Also the Group G.

"Jova, it's Carissa Birdella right?"

"Yes! he is the Brand Ambassador of Group G!"

"Oh yeah? why don't I know"

"Hmmm. You don't need to know! he's the CEO's fiancee!"

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah!"

"It's so sad!"

"I'd rather agree with you or me than with Carissa, though Carissa is prettier than us. Haha"

"Why is that?"

"I've seen Carissa walk into my cafe with an old om om, it looks so cute"

"What!", cried Jova

"Yes!"

Jova looked towards Carissa at the VIP table, unexpectedly meeting their gazes. Jova immediately shifted her eyes.

At 8 pm, two MCs who are the famous MCs of the Capital, began to climb to the podium. They opened the show very well. They let the singer - the top singer rose to the podium alternately as an opening. A flash of light signifies the festivity presented by Group G.

The hero waiters - wiri serve the dinner menu that has been prepared by EO. They eat politely and enjoy delicious delicacies in the style of lavish parties.

After all the guests at the taste finished eating dinner served, the MC went back up to the podium. Several times the MC reminded that the festive event was to welcome the return of the sole heir of Group G.

Jova trembled - trembling in annoyance waiting for the appearance of the heir she hated so much.

"A long time! mostly MC's!", annoyed Jova.

Indira smiled funny, seeing Jova's impatient behavior.

"Sabar dong non!", said Indira.

"What a hell, get hidden!"

"Hihihi", Indira held back her laughter.

One of the MCs called the hajat, Mr. Haidar Gibran, to give a speech. Haidar Gibran proudly climbed onto the podium, standing in front of thousands of invited guests.

"Assalammualayikum Wr. Wb.", greetings from Haidar Gibran.

"Good night, greetings to all invited guests. First of all I say thank you, to all Group G colleagues, and invited guests who took the time to attend a simple event that we hold every year.

Group G was founded exactly 35 years ago, which means I as the founder of Group G has 35 years of raising Group G. Of course it is not easy to develop a company that was originally only in a rented building, until finally this big. The success of Group G certainly does not escape from colleagues who are willing to work with Group G. Without the great people behind me, Group G is nothing. I would like to say a big thank you to those who remain loyal to Group G in the fall and build Group G.

And what makes tonight even more special is that, for the first time, I want to introduce my sole heir. One - one that will continue the struggle of Group G in the arena of intense industrial competition. A son I am very proud of in any field.

Thank you, my son, you've been Gibran's competent son for months of trying to be CEO of our family company, Group G. And forgive papa who had hidden your true identity.

Also not to forget my young assistant, who is now my son's personal assistant, Rakha Leonard. Thank you for your hard work Rakha, thank you for being a confidant of me and my family" said Haidar Gibran, staring at Rakha.

Rakha Leonard stood up from her seat on the VVIP seat, then looked down at Haidar Gibran on the podium. Then a small nod to his right and left that stared with a smile of pride.

"Geez, he's so handsome" said Indira.

"Sight is also Alexander", replied Jova cuek.

"Haha yes, bucin!"

"And tonight officially, I will call my proud son. Successor to the throne of the business empire that I founded since I was young" Haidar Gibran continued.

The dag dig dug

The heartbeats of the invited guests and the audience at home, including Jova's father and mother. The one with the daughter hopes to become her father-in-law. And the young unmarried businesswoman, hoping at the stake of the Son of Gibran. Although some of them know about the news that circulated that Carissa Birdella is his prospective fiancee. But the news was confused, because it did not get the truth from the assistant Rakha Leonard.

"Master dong Haidar! long time!", grunted Jova slowly, but still can be heard Indira.

"Hihihi", Indira giggles at Jova's words.

No less anyway, the person sitting next to Jova also turned to Jova with a smile. Realizing the person beside her also saw her with a strange look, Jova lowered her head with her clumsy smile. Then rest his back on the back of the chair.

Deg deg deg

Jova's heart skipped a beat waiting for the still smiling Mr. Haidar towards the invited guests. As if innocence has made the heart of one Ballroom race.

"Come my son, the son of our pride. ALEXANDER GIBRAN", said Haidar Gibran pressed the name he called.

DUAAARR!!!!!

Like lightning striking in broad daylight, Jova's heart was beating suddenly wanted to stop. Jova lifted her reclining back, staring intently at the podium where there was no sign yet - a sign that someone was about to climb onto the podium.

Jova's heart was beating erratically. Indira who understood Jova's movements, immediately held Jova's shoulder. This time his heart was racing. He recalled by Jova's earlier remark, that Alexander had the initials G behind his name.

Jova's father and mother at home also looked at each other. Shocked in shock when he heard Alexander's name mentioned.

All the cameras point towards the door near the stairs to get on the podium. But the one waiting did not show up. Even people sitting in VVIP chairs were staring at the door near the podium stairs. Jova did not even blink, staring in the same direction.

The world seemed to collapse on Jova's head, when he saw the figure that appeared and stood for a moment in the middle of the door.

Ow hell! what's gonna happen?

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