Love Story Of Bianca Luvena
LUKA
Being the President Director of a large company is not as easy as people imagine.
Many assume, that a Boss only needs to sit sweetly in place and the money will still flow into the account.
Thas right.
But Cakra Baswara is not a typical Boss who likes to keep quiet. If the work in the Office is complete, then Cakra will do a piece or go to the field directly to see the performance of the field workers in carrying out their respective job desks.
"Sus, please give me some more time. The day after I promise I'll pay the rest of the administrative bill, I beg you."
"Can't, Brother. Yesterday the Hospital gave you a time dispensation and today, you have to pay the rest of the bill."
Bianca held her hands together in front of her chest and kept begging them to give 1 more day to get the money.
Since yesterday, Bianca has tried to contact Ms. Elina but the call has always been rejected and now Ms. Elina's number is off.
Ms. Elina had not heard of Mr. Justin's death because the woman had not returned home since Mr. Justin was sick.
"The 200 million is a lot. Give me until tomorrow the day after tomorrow, please."
But the officer just shook his head and ignored the glassy Bianca to make other visitors feel sorry for Bianca.
"What's this?"
"Presdire-"
They were surprised when they saw the arrival of the Hospital owner who always visited at a certain time.
Moreover, the timing this time was not right for the two employees earlier.
Bianca watched the man next to her closely.
"What's the problem?" ask again when they do not get an answer from them.
"He can't pay the rest of his Dad's Hospital bill, sir. We've granted relief by allowing his father's body to be brought home for burial and today it's time for repayment, sir."
"Certainly so?"
Cakra— asked Bianca who was just downcast sadly. Try not to cry in public places.
The world is so narrow.
"Enter that bill into the company's expenses. Let the company pay the rest–"
"But Mr ..."
Bianca did not expect with the kindness of the foreign man, "This is an order! And you, can we talk to you for a second?"
"Eh? I-yes. Can."
Bianca's heart pounded as she followed Cakra to the rooftop.
Debaran was not a beat of love at first sight but was afraid that a man named Cakra would do anything to him in a quiet place.
There's only them there.
"Bianca Luvena."
Bianca's forehead shriveled, full of questions, "You know me?"
"So this morning there was a woman named Elina who came to see me. He said he wanted to get Princess Stephanie to pay off all the debts in Justin Luvena's name."
Bianca's sad gaze turned into a flash of stifled emotion.
There was sadness tucked into that pair of beautiful eyes and Cakra noticed it.
However, Bianca is still mourning her father's death. Seeing that, Cakra became sorry to see the woman's life as a kara.
"I didn't expect to see you as soon as here" Cakra said.
Her eyes were blown away at the natural beauty Bianca possessed.
"Then what's your answer Pak–"
"Baswara chakra. You can call me Cakra."
Baswara chakra?
The chakras?
So, he's the one in question!
"What answer did you give that woman?" ask Bianca impatiently.
Cakra.
Bianca's gaze was so frustrated to feel all the bitterness that happened in her life after her father's death with a lot of debt that must be repaid.
"Did he sell me to you, huh? Say it!" snapped Bianca who began to lose patience when Cakra just fell silent sculpting.
Both of Bianca's hands gripped the white shirt Cakra wore. Until it left a crease mark on the man's shirt.
"WHY SHOULD I BEAR ALL THIS BURDEN, HKS! WHY?"
"She offered me to marry you, Bianca. Sorry, I have to say this but I'm offended to hear your question earlier ..."
"As if we are talking about the business of human trafficking, when the fact is not so." replied Cakra relaxed while releasing the grip of both hands Bianca.
Cakra stared at the street at a glance. The hot air feels stinging on the skin. Moreover, both also missed their lunch hours.
"Pathetic! I don't know who and what your family is like but if you want, I can consider your mother's offer. I'll men–"
Plaque!
"With all your fancy looks, I'm sure ... You are a highly educated person but why is your thinking so narrow? Utilizing the distress of others for your own sake, honorable Mr. Cakra Baswara!"
Instead of being angry, Cakra smiled thinly and looked at Bianca from top to bottom with a trivial look.
It was as if giving a bad appraisal to the arrogant woman who had slapped him.
Even if Bianca forgets, Cakra has already helped her pay the entire hospital bill without any guarantees.
"You will surely regret your words, Miss Luvena. You're gonna need my help! Begged and even came crawling to me so I could help you again. And if that happens later, then ..."
Cakra walked closer and made Bianca reflect back her steps until Bianca's narrow back hit the concrete fence behind her.
Damn, their position seemed ambiguous.
"Then I was the first to laugh the hardest to see you do that, remember that!" threaten Cakra, then leave Bianca who has clenched both hands on each side.
"UNTIL I DIE, I DON'T ASK FOR HELP FROM A JERK LIKE YOU, I SWEAR!" his yell.
But unfortunately, Cakra has disappeared behind the door.
Leave a gust of wind that bears witness to Bianca's swearing at Cakra that could have reversed course.
...••••...
At 19:00.
Cakra and his son, Malvin Baswara, are enjoying dinner together as is their custom if Cakra is not working overtime.
"Malvin, after this Papa wait in Papa's Workspace ya."
Malvin, who had turned quiet since the divorce of his parents, only nodded slowly.
If Cakra has already asked Malvin to come to his Workspace, it means that there are serious things that he wants to discuss.
And Malvin hopes that, hopefully, something that will be discussed will not affect the life of Malvin who began to improve.
Or the 15-year-old will fall again when Malvin lost a mother figure in his life, as before.
"Why did Papa call me?"
"Sit down, Malvin."
Cakra patted the empty sofa that was next to him.
"What do you think about the new mom?"
Long Malvin was silent, until Cakra considered if his Son did not like this kind of topic.
"Why do you want to get married again?" Malvin asked back.
Because all this time, the two never discussed this issue.
The divorce of Cakra and Haura used to leave a wound that was so imprinted in Malvin's heart.
It's hard for Malvin to describe the figure of a good mother.
Although Malvin was 5 at the time, Malvin was clever enough to understand the purpose of his parents' divorce.
Divorce means they have to separate. Living in a different place.
Malvin often heard that from the stories of his friends at the school who experienced a broken home.
"Papa can't decide that yet but Papa's asking for your opinion, Malv."
"There's a marriage that means there's a new wound that Malvin will feel again, Pa." she said.
"It's not so, son."
"Is living alone with me not enough for Papa? Papa's presence in my life is more than enough. I don't need a new mom. There's Bik Karin who takes care of my needs every day, Pa."
Whether learning from whom, the words just came out of the mouth of the boy who began to grow up.
Household problems that occur between Cakra and Haura, make Malvin forced to think of adulthood by precocious circumstances.
Cakra regretted that he had agreed to Haura's request to part ways and make Malvin a victim of their selfishness.
Storing his own wound that no matter when, the wound can be healed.
"Papa doesn't mean to open old wounds in your heart but Papa doesn't want to, you hold a grudge. However, Mama Haura is Mama Kandung you and Mama who gave birth to you–"
"Enough! Mama's role is just that, Pa! The rest, Mama Haura is just a stranger to me."
"Malvin–"
A rough sigh rang out from the oldest lips. Cakra pulled Malvin into his arms.
It is not easy for Cakra to make Malvin understand that Cakra also needs a life companion who can accompany him later when Malvin has grown into a man.
During this time, Cakra played a dual role; becoming a father and mother to Malvin.
And it is quite difficult for Cakra to undergo two roles simultaneously. Not to mention, Cakra was also busy with his work.
That was exhausting.
"You just need time to heal that wound, honey."
...••••...
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