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DRUNKENLY

BY DRUNK

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PoV

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The sound of knocking on the door was able to make my sleep activities disturbed because of it. I had to open my eyes and the feeling of dizziness in my head suddenly appeared. Making my eyes closed again, not strong to stand let alone walk to open the door.

"Just in, not locked" I said hoarse and still lying on his stomach in bed. I think my head is heavy.

Chequek.

"Astaghfirullah" he said after seeing the state of my room like a ship breaking. Fractions of glass bottles everywhere, just messed up. As a result I was drunk all night and unfortunately I did not know what I was doing when I was drunk. I hope it's not fatal behavior.

"Darling Mother brought medicine to not be dizzy anymore" said the woman in the syar'i hijab and now sitting on the edge of the bed next to myself who was still closed.

"Let's sit down, take a little fuss." said my mother, pulling the edge of my shirt so that I could sit down and be forced to follow her orders, sit on the side of the bed and lean back. My head feels like it's breaking.

My mother gave me a tablet and a glass of water."It's." I took the medicine .

"Wait for the medicine to work, if you want to sleep again, yes papa." The elusan in my hair is able to make my heart more calm.

I put my head on my sitting mother's thigh. My understanding mother immediately patted my head gently with affection.

"Will it hurt so much that you get drunk like this?" my mother asked suddenly and still patted my head.

"Mother." I muttered.

"Hem??"

"I want to be a kid again, being an adult isn't as fun as I imagined it to be-"

"The reality hurts a lot, ma'am" I said.

"I want to play and laugh cheerfully without having to think about mom's love."

"Baking BBQ with mom and having a picnic like I used to" I continued, and my mom smiled sadly.

"When I was little I thought love was beautiful and happy, but when I grew up it was so complicated and painful, I wanted to be like Mom," I whined as I drowned my face in her stomach.

"Darling, I used to think that way. Mom's breakup was like a desperate man, but if I wasn't strong and stuck with your dad maybe now you wouldn't be Mom's son. I'm not sorry about all the pain, maybe I'll regret that if Mom steps back and leaves your dad, you won't be Mom's son maybe somebody else. I'm grateful you're here still with me, "I feel my mother's touch really calms me down, her voice so soft. My mother was a really great woman, she served me so perfectly, but I always failed to be a good boy, I regret that.

"Mom, I will remain your son in this life whether under any circumstances."

"Honey, you have to be strong and strong to face this test, everything that happens must have a reason. I believe you can, son, about that woman, I'm sure she's a good woman, so you've got to change well, baby."

"Mom, I love you so much." I held a hug on my mother's stomach.

"Mother-Bara"

"Just sleep again" he said, peeping at my hair.

I immediately closed my eyes and then wandered into dreamland.Very comfortable and made me calm.

***

I saw a wall clock that showed at 1 p.m. Turns out I've been sleeping long enough.D thank God the medicine has worked so that the dizziness in my head has improved.

I walked gontai towards the dining room, I was hungry from last night my stomach was empty even in the contents of the mirror, it was stupid. Rushing me to the dining room, if it's 1 pm usually Mother will cook for father and me. Yes, lunch together. Mom said that me and Dad would remember home and not focus too much on their work.

"Early improved?" ask my dad a little sarcasm. Just a few seconds I was sitting in the dining room already in the rain of dozens of questions.

"Hm."

"You know because of last night's stock decline. We're losing a big bar."

From my father's start, what I did last night is right, why marry someone I don't love at all.

"That I want to eat quietly, that's why I promised I'd take care of everything."

"Argh.."

"Hm."

"Eat the full meal after that you go to the office and take care of all that, okay?"

"Yes pah." I feel like I want to take a day off, my body feels sore all but for now I have to obey my father's orders, if I refuse the problem will be longer.

"Excuse me, sir, Mr. Leonardo came to visit" said my father's assistant in the earphones that everyone here has attached and connected to each other. To make it easier to communicate and to be on guard.

Everyone in the dining room looked shocked to the point of standing up, including me.

Well, I mean a Leonardo came here without prior notice is very rare especially he visited the area of his arch-enemy.

My father and Leonardo's family have long been hostile and competing in the business world and other things and who always provoke problems first is Leonardo. Recalling the events at the party first, I became furious and longed to hit him in the face again.

"Let him enter" my father ordered.

***

"Welcome to our home Mr. Leonardo."

My father put on a fake smile and did not move to regret it and just remained in his position sitting on the living room sofa.

"Good welcome, Mr. Bima, I'm very flattered" praised Leonardo a bit of sarcasm and perhaps it was a satire. Leonardo sat on the sofa facing my father.

"What are you here for, is the growth of a busy man like you visiting our house."

"Do you hate me so much, Mr. Bima, that you don't want me to visit?" he said while laughing a little. I who was beside my father was very angry. My fist was ready to punch him in the cheek.

"Well fine I'm here to discuss business with you."

My father frowned, but remained authoritative.

"How do we cooperate?" suddenly tricked.

"You mean?" asked my father a little snapping because he was so shocked.

"Relax sir, I understand. The condition of your company after last night's incident is deteriorating. Your shares are down drastically, right? Then I'm here to offer you a cooperation with you. I will not bring up the party. Take it easy, we'll benefit drastically if the two camps unite."

"I said what do you mean?" snapped my father, the me beside him only let out a long sigh. I understand what my father meant, a Leonardo would never really help if he had no advantage.

Leonardo laughed crisply at the screams of my father. "You're getting older, don't get angry, my intentions are good. Cooperate with you and unite the two camps to make up."

My father was getting furious, he hissed slowly. "What if your son is in a match with my sister" he chanted.

When I stood up. "Didn't you have Mr. Leo in mind, you know the wedding had just been canceled and now you're here to offer your Sister that."

Leonardo is my age, yes, he loves his brother very much and will do anything for his brother and I understand why he bothers to come here and mince words. Alina's name is Leo's sister and she's my college friend at Harvard University, that's where Alina chased me until I found my own.

As for the value of the mines, if there is a chance Leonardo will try to match his brother with me. Shit, and all this hostility started because of the rejection I had on Alina. How can I not refuse, if Alina asks me to spend the night in the hotel with her. She is crazy. He was obsessed with me.

"I intend either Bara, Alina who is more suitable to accompany you than Dira or ****** that you saved that time."

"Sir Leo, watch what you say!! How dare you!" I was ready to hit him in the face but damn Dad stopped him. "Bara stop!"

I manage my hunting anger, how dare he call Juan such an obscene word.

"Lord Leo I will never match your brother to my Son, so bury your dreams deeply. Regarding stocks I believe Bara will finish it well. So please get out of my house."

Said father firmly with a gaze as sharp as an eagle.

"Good Mr. Bima, but a good thought is the fate of your company. Happy work," Leo grinned, "and I won't let you succeed" he continued.

Leonardo said it was very relaxed while displaying his sneaky smile, then stood up and sauntered away.

I vented my emotions onto the glass table beside me until it cracked. Blood was flowing from my finger. There was no pain, instead making myself a little more relieved.

"Bring your hands and get to the office!" my father's word is a little tired, yes, even though it is tucked away in worry for his son. My father was a very difficult person to express his feelings to others except anger.

But still for me my father is one of the people who will continue to support me no matter what happens to me.

My days of struggle begin. Solve the problem here and then return to Indonesia. I don't know if I just want to see him after the business here is over.

'Thousands of wounds and cries I will go through to keep seeing you even from a distance'