Just Created For Me
THU*92

Revan was upset this morning, whenever he asked about his real father to his mother, the drama began.

Reni always issued a sharp move by letting out a bitter cry, hoping that her son would not bring up the father who had died.

Whether his mother's cry was earnest or just a lie, but the therapy just made the man's heart melt, then as usual, as usual, Revan will switch the conversation and no longer ask anything that will make the mother who is very dear to him cry sad.

With lethargic steps Revan stepped towards his company building.

Roy who understands the face of the boss did not ask much.

Just a good morning greeting and the file that must be signed Revan was arranged on his desk.

"Roy, do you know which school I graduated from?" ask Revan suddenly.

"Know the boss."

"Find all the data of my parents in the complete data listed in the basic data of all my schools, search until I can" a strict command from Revan makes Roy pensive.

"Good boss."

Roy stepped out to meet his trusted men.

In the midst of busy dealing with the company Revan is still confused about how the continuation of his love story.

If in the mansion he felt unbearable because he saw the mother who always cried if his bitter memory was re-opened.

But this time he does not want to stay silent, he will continue to look for who the real figure of the father.

Quickly all the files he signed without much checking, because indeed all Roy had checked carefully before he put the file on his desk.

The lunch hour had already passed thirty minutes, but the man was not eager at all to fill his stomach.

"Boss want me to order some food?" roy asked, he knew his boss was often late to eat, especially if his mind was disturbed then nasfu eating will be lost.

Revan shook his head with his eyes closed.

"I'm going to sleep first Roy" he said as he stepped into his private room.

Roy can only take a deep breath, no one can put the man at this time, if Zara used to be in her lover please to want to persuade Revan if he was not appetite, if he was not, and Revan will also according to all the requests of the beautiful girl, now there is nothing more that can be asked for help by Roy, since the two broke up, Roy never met the former lover of his boss.

Only sincere do'a that Roy promised, so that his boss is always okay.

At two o'clock more, Revan just came out of his private room, his eyes look red.

"Boss, eat first" Roy who had been faithful waiting for Revan's appearance, immediately offered a packet of his favorite raw rice.

"Gue doesn't taste Roy anymore."

"But still the boss has to eat, later the boss' stomach hurts again, and our search will definitely be hampered" said Roy.

Revan suddenly looked at the assistant with an annoyed look, how could Roy now sniff it out with just a threatening sentence.

You do understand me inside out, Revan thought to himself.

"Boss try to see this" Roy handed him a piece of paper, pictured with a man in a neat suit, in the guard of several bodyguards.

"What's this?" ask Revan.

"Finish your meal, boss."

Revan breathed a heavy sigh, why today Roy sometimes very cool and sometimes turn annoying.

Excitedly, Revan spent a portion of raw rice bought by Roy.

Roy smiled with relief and immediately cleaned the tableware.

Revan watched the prints of Roy's men closely, although a little dark but he could still see the look on the face of the man in the suit.

Revan's brows furrowed then shook his head.

"Watch the boss again?" tell the assistant to relax.

"But I don't know Roy, let alone black and white prints model gini, you are really, emang no colored ink in the photographer copynya" hardik Revan annoyed.

"Sorry boss, they are in a hurry, so the origin of the print and directly sent here" replied Roy lirih.

"Say my men, the suit-faced man was the man who had been to the grave of Non Zara's boss' mother."

"Hah, masa" cried Revan as he brought his face closer, hoping he remembered the look of the man's face.

If he is the father of Zara then most likely the man is also his father, where Zara used to say with anger that they are brothers of one father.

Revan had met a man who often came to the mansion, but at that time he was still very small, and now his memory seems to run away about the man.

If he was her father, but why did Reni's mother say that her father was dead.

Revan nibbled his temples, his head suddenly throbbing pain.

"Why boss?" Roy panicked as Revan lowered his head and continued to massage his temple.

"Maybe my brain is too heavy to think Roy, dizzy" said Revan.

Roy rushes to get a glass of water and painkillers and leaves them to Revan.

"If it's Zara's father, then he's most likely my father too, but why do you say that he's dead" Revan said, still trying to solve the problem in his head.

"Have the boss, rest first, do not be too forced, later it makes you dizzy, I'm afraid the boss will pi.." Roy did not continue his sentence as Revan stared intently at him.

"How dare you swear to me Roy??"

Roy just froze in place, and cursed his carelessness.

Slowly he left the room, he did not want himself to continue to be made an outlet for the boss's frustration.

"Huh" Roy exhaled a rough breath.

In the pantry room now he was, a cigarette he enjoyed feelingly, a puff of thick smoke coming out of his mouth.

His gaze was empty towards the row of cars parked in the parking area of the building.

If Reni's mother tells him that Boss Roy's father has died, then why Non Zara thinks they have a blood relationship, while the man suspected of Non Zara's biological father is still alive, Roy thinks hard.

"What don't-don't.." Roy is now a monologue himself.

He quickly stepped into the CEO's room.

Tok to tok.

"Boss, boss don't-don't.." Roy's heart slipped when it turned out the room was empty.

The net scanned the room, and the bathroom did not hear the sound of water gurgling.

Roy scratched his un-itchy head.

Meanwhile Revan stepped into the production room, to see the results of the production of the new machine they bought at a fairly high price.

"How did it go with the previous machine?" ask one of the production employees.

"Well, sir" asked the employee who was wearing ear protection.

Feeling that his voice was unable to compete with the loudness of the engine sound, Revan also moved his hand sign so that the employee was back focused on his work.

He then left the production room.

Can budeg long in the noisy room, his mind.