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who is faster.

"morning sir!"

"morning"

Greeting the employees who passed her that morning was kindly answered, even though they looked at her with question marks.

"morning Mr Agus!"

Say hello to Dina when they are in the same elevator.

"morning is also Dina."

Agus replied lethargic without his usual smile, a man who is usually friendly and so considerate especially to female employees, this morning looks silent and a little messy.

"is dad okay?"

Dina asked who realized her superior was not as usual.

"what's wrong with me, Din?"

Tanya Agus who actually already understand the meaning of the gaze of the employees on him.

"father seen... Messy..."

Dina replied slowly feeling unwell to Agus, even though that was what it looked like now.

The appearance of Agus who is tangled and messy....

"you think that bad?"

Ask Agus who increasingly looks clear.

"lt.iya."

Answer honestly Dina with a smile that looks awkward, until the end of the elevator door opened and their conversation was stopped by her own.

"dangerous..."

Gerrutu Agus when he had entered his workspace that only existed by himself.

"my image as a handsome man is tarnished because of my daughter..."

Agus grumbled against himself.

Almost overnight Agus could not sleep because his baby girl was not stopping crying, even he who was also helped by his baby sitter was overwhelmed by handling one baby.

But how else, Sefia is still the daughter of her flesh and blood.

Although last night did not sleep tired, once he looked at the face of his beautiful and innocent daughter, his fatigue would fade instantly.

"this can not be allowed, if every night like this, my reputation as a charming man can fade....

I have to ask Shella, how does that make Sefia stop crying."

Agus immediately reached into the phone in his pants pocket, searched for Shella's number and made a call.

Forgetting the pile of files that are mounted on his workbench.

"shit.... Why is his phone dead, actually the woman's humanity.... Did he deliberately prank me with his daughter."

Agus renders his body in his work chair limp, although he will not shirk his responsibilities as a father, but he is also overwhelmed to face his daughter.

Tok tok....

The sound of the door being knocked from outside.

"get in!"

"dad you call me?"

Dina who emerged from the door with some files in her hands, immediately got a smile from Agus.

"Din, please make me coffee!"

"well sir, is there more?"

"no, I just need some coffee to be literate"

Agus replied a little jokingly, because he felt a drowsiness that could not be compromised.

"well sir, and this is the file that I finished yesterday's revision, and later in the afternoon there is a meeting schedule with PT KL at the restaurant where we usually meet."

Bright Dina at length explained Agus' solid schedule today.

"okay"

After giving up the file in her hands Dina came back out to go to the pantry to make her coffee tops, which looked sleepy and messy.

"like you don't know my dark side yet!"

"me??..... Maybe!!!!....But I know your black and dark past"

Mitha replied with a smirk smile clearly drawn on her lips.

"with your actions yesterday, that means you've raised the flag of war between us?"

Replied Arga with his hands pounding the table in front of him, though not so hard.

"war??? I never meant for war.... I'm just fighting for something that should be my right."

"i've been yelling at you for a long time, which means you have no rights over me."

"if I have no right to you, does that mean you are free to escape the suffering you have given me?"

Mitha replied loudly, as if challenging the man sitting in front of her.

"i'm fulfilling all your needs, even your family's giving you some of the shares I own"

"is your treasure able to return my son who died because of you?"

Mitha's words successfully silenced Arga, staring at him sharply with anger.

"say!!!!! Can you give me my son back?"

"what do you want to make you forgive all that?"

Arga's question began to soften, realizing his mistakes in the past.

"nothing.... I want my son!!! Can you give me that?"

Arga fell silent, understanding the direction of the woman's conversation in front of her.

In the past, the woman was not as crazy as now, she was a interlocutor who could always make her calm and comfortable.

Even women used to be very gentle and understanding.

Unlike now, so loud and ambitious.

Maybe all is wrong, to make Mitha become what she is today, but the past remains the past, can not be returned to the past.

Arga used to think maybe fell in love with the woman, before her self in the betrothed with Ayu who is now her wife.

And think he and Ayu will not be involved in his real love, even though in fact, since the beginning he has fallen in love with Ayu, Ayu, until the end of the error occurred and followed until now.

I, give her deep remorse..

" i knew you wouldn't let go of Ayu, because she was the one you loved in the first place, but.... It'll be different if he takes you off!"

Mitha continued, making Arga clench her strong hand firmly, seeing the look in Mitha's eyes that were filled with seriousness.

"i feel like I want to finish you off right now!"

Arga said as he gnashed his teeth, resisting the already mounting anger.

"but you can't, can you?"

Mitha asked in a slightly joking tone, completely unafraid of the face that had become fierce in front of her.

"this matter is between the two of us, don't ever touch her or I'll turn into a demon who has no mercy on you."

Threatening Arga, Mitha smiled faintly looking at Arga's reddened eyes restraining emotions.

"this is between us, .... But you did it all for her...."

Mitha answered slightly leaning forward, as if really challenging the man in front of her.

"why?.... You want to kidnap me... Then kill me.... Or throw me to a deserted island..."

Mitha continued, The woman in front of Arga is really not afraid of anything.

"if that's what you're asking for!

Arga replied with a grin that looked terrible but was only returned with a smirk smile by Mitha.

" well then.... Let'sjust see... Who moves faster."

Mitha replied as if she already had a big plan.

He took his small bag on the table and then moved, Arga died trying to resist emotions by clenching his hands under the table.