IVAMORAS
Longs

"Want to go home, son ?" Karel who was walking from Mora's room stopped his steps, the man looked at his girl's mother with a faint smile.

"Yes my mistress should go home soon" Karel said politely.

"Eh don't call mistress, just call mama like Mora." Karel was silent, it felt really strange to call Mora's parents like that with his current state of being a stranger to his girl family.

"Luckily you are still here son Karel" Karel did not answer the words of mama Mora, now there is another voice that appears, he is papa Abi, he said, the man appeared to walk over to his wife and future daughter-in-law.

Karel remained silent, his face turned flat, the man looked at Papa Abi deeply.

"There's something I want to talk to you about, come with me for a moment upstairs." said Abi and left Karel.

Karel followed the young man towards his room, wondering for a moment in his heart. There must have been something important so the father of the girl asked her to speak 4 eyes.

"Sit down" said Abi's father briefly allowing Karel to sit on the chair in front of him. They are currently in the Abiyasa family's private workspace. Of course if you are in this room the seriousness of Mr. Abiyasa will be seen.

"Why can you be here, dear Lord Karel ?" the first words that came out of Mr. Abi's mouth, the man stared intently at the man in front of him.

"Mora's sick" was just the answer Karel gave. It is not disrespect because it only answers briefly, but he is just lazy to talk long.

"Then ?" papa Abi looked at Karel with an aura filled with intimidation.

"As a lover, of course I will not stay silent to see my girl in pain." papa Abi laughed at hearing that. Never thought before, one of the business people who have always been glorified by many people, who got a lot of gossip never close to women, let alone show their closeness in public is now in love. Worse even in his first daughter, which is certainly very dear to him.

Papa Abi hesitates to release Mora to the man before him.

"I know you are my daughter's lover, but if until one day I see you messing with our daughter, then I as her papa will never let go of you" said Abi, his gaze was so sharp, as if he was declaring war.

"Has a master Abiyasa changed his mind, why now it is so bad to think to me ?" karel said, his tone sounded so calm as if not provoked in the slightest by the speech of the man before him.

"I don't think it's bad, I just don't want anyone to ruin my daughter."

"I can't possibly ruin the woman I love" Karel said, stressing his remarks.

"We raised him and educated him about the meaning of honor, never for a second did our sons and daughters escape our eyes Abiyasa's extended family. And don't ever think we don't know what you've done behind our back, Mr. Ivander."

"I won't do anything beyond limits, Mr. Abiyasa. I won't give a bad influence to my lover."

"What is the evidence ?"

"I will accept whatever punishment you give me, if I deny my own words."

"Well, you said it yourself. Then I will not hesitate anymore." said Mr. Abi then again passed out of the room, Karel was silent for a moment, then stood up and left the big room.

Along the way home, Karel's mind was only on Mora, instead of being afraid of Mr. Abiyasa's stressful words, he only felt anxious about his girl. How was the girl's current state, was her stomach still sore, was her face still as pale as the last she saw her.

The man longed to return to Abiyasa's family home to look after the girl, but he re-thought and tried to restrain himself, however, now the situation was different, he cannot do as he pleases which will create new problems.

Mr. Abiyasa has given a limit for them not to get too close let alone exceed the limit. Karel sighed, he had to regain his restraint, and he was sure he was capable of it. At least for some time to come.

"Hopefully the pain in his stomach gradually improved" said Lirih Karel expectantly.

By nightfall, the clock had shown at 23:12 but Karel still seemed to focus on the company files in his workspace. Out there the atmosphere already looked silent, even some lights had gone out. But it did not make Karel go to rest, the man seemed to know no time, just keep working. Even to forget about dinner.

Karel is a typical workaholic, not even taking care of his health at all, every night he will just continue to work and study business. Always forget about dinner. And just rest in a few hours.

His behavior was certainly giving torture to himself, the man did not give any time off for his own body. Even so, Karel very rarely experienced pain, but once sick he would not recover for several days.

The man stretched his muscles to relieve the ache. Five more hours he spent sitting with hands that continue to actively move around, even the hand now feels a little numb.

The man tidied up his work, then turned off the headlights in the study. After making sure everything was completely resolved, Karel walked towards his room which was on the same floor of his study.

The man sighed for a moment, what was his girl doing now, whether it was sleeping in his sleep, or perhaps the same as being tormented and unable to sleep. It feels like the man really misses.