Married Old Virgin Boss
43. Dion Confession

There has been no chatter at all after a heated altercation between Ben and Dea last night. The two agreed to silence each other, for reasons that they thought were both right in order to maintain prestige between them.

The atmosphere felt more empty when in the dining room to do breakfast, all busy with pleasantries about the work of fellow family members. However, Ben and Dea did not chim in on each other, as if they were in different spaces and times.

“I'm with Mas Dion plan to establish cooperation, Pa. I spoke yesterday, and the plan, today we will be out of all discussions before starting,” said Dea, who was immediately approved with a nod by Dion.

Kahar also nodded several times after hearing that, agreeing and supporting every idea his son wanted to do, although not too obliging them to be too serious with businesses outside the main company.

“Kan I told you, there is the most perfect date place, Dika. You're both art lovers, obviously, there's heaven in your world you two.” While Ben and Dika seemed to be in a different room from other family members with different discussions from others.

“Agreed anyway, Ben. She direct ...” Dika who sat opposite Ben, immediately stood up and leaned over to brother-in-law to whisper a secret between them.

Triggering a curious sharp look from Dea.

Ben smiled very widely as if very satisfied with what was conveyed by Dika. He gave his two thumbs to Dika to appreciate all the efforts that his sister-in-law has done.

“Keren, Dik!”

Meanwhile, Dion was about to shift the younger brother's focus again on their main chat.

“De, why didn't you reply to my message last night?” ask Dion.

Now, Dea calmed down a little due to the diversion that the brother did. Dea put a sour face mixed with lethargy while playing a spoon on his dinner plate. As if I had no appetite to continue breakfast.

“Hape I'm broken, Mas,” Dea replied lethargicly. “It looks like a new change all of you, because it wants to be serviced ordinary also like difficult. It's badly damaged.”

“No important data, right, there?” ask Dion, worried. “Kok can be broken?”

Dion's question just now makes Dea and Ben look at each other unintentionally. The two immediately turned their eyes in the other direction after realizing that they were looking at each other.

“Fall from bed, Mas,” Dea replied casually. He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled it. “Data club anyway, much, mas. You see, job contacts, mostly there. But not papa. Hopefully their numbers still exist, because seingetku, I nyimpen on google account, kok.”

Dion immediately chimed in with a steady nod. “Good if so, De.”

When Dea was no longer appetizing, and left one of her hands on the table, Dion began to carry her hand to gently grasp the back of Dea's hand.

“No papa, De. Later I will find you buy a new phone, continue to help collect data that may be missing from your phone,” said Dion, sounds very wise for most people except Ben. “Let's meet ya, at break time. Don't take any more strangers like yesterday. Most of them just become a tinker doang.”

Ben intends to interject, reluctant if his efforts to protect the wife instead referred to as a troublemaker. However, Dea seemed not to give permission for her to speak, because the woman immediately raised her voice before Ben.

“Iya, Mas. I will not bring anyone else.”

Ignoring Dea's warning that ‘asing’ people should not participate with his chat with Dion, Ben still came to eavesdrop on their conversation by following Dea's departure at the break.

Ben chose to sit in a chair closest to the existence of Dea and Dion, not forgetting to turn his back on the brothers so that no one would recognize him. Ben is also saved by a mask that leaves him completely unnoticed by Dea or Dion.

The initial chat of the brothers was just an effort of those who intend to be united. Dea's restaurant business and Dion's Entertainment business were difficult to match because they were engaged in two different fields, but the two discussed the rights for quite a long time, until the decision is made to keep the two different business areas together with the necessary adjustments.

After the deal, the two were silent for lunch. Ben did not touch the drinks and food on his desk at all, because he was busy listening to the brothers chat.

“You're with Elvan how are you?” asked Dion, who instantly sharpened Ben's sense of hearing.

“I? Same Elvan? That is, Mas?” Dea asked back.

“Your relationship,” Dion provides further clarity on her question. “You really have stopped your relationship?”

“Yes, Mas. Why do I still have to continue the relationship with Elvan. Unless you want to break up a family war, yes.”

“I now think, De, if I think, Elvan is much more worthy of you than Ben. In any case, Elvan is far superior and fitting according to your needs and the daughter-in-law of our family.”

“But unfortunately not a soul mate, why, Mas?” reply Dea relax. “No need to discuss that, Mas. I'm males. There's still a lot of trouble because I've been with Elvan lately. I want to call it.”

Dea was suddenly silent for a moment while playing a straw on the drink glass as she thought of something.

“Mas,” call Dea in a serious tone. He stared intensely at Dion, to read clearly the expression of the older brother. “Jonestly with me, Mas. Mas why is it in the hotel fitting me same Ben intend cleanin my good name?”

Dion immediately seemed nervous when he got the question. He left the back of his comfortable chair, and leaned forward.

“I have never been to a hotel, De,” Dion replied.

“Ben has taken a photo of Mas, who also photographed me again with Elvan,” Dea said in a serious tone. He put his glass on the table roughly, in order to change the atmosphere of their chat became more tense. “Mas has bad intentions with my relationship with Ben?”

Dion gulped roughly for the sake of smoothing his throat. His brain was working fast and hard during the thought of the answer to this problem. Dion even had to take his eyes off so as not to feel pressured and intimidated by his own sister.

“I heard Ben's complaint about Mas Dion's attitude which, in hindsight, was excessive. Mas is too possessive with me and Ben, even though I'm the same he's married. I don't have the same attitude, Mas, but Ben? He's hard to adapt, Mom. Please .. accept the fact that I no longer belong to Mas as fully as I used to. I'm married.”

“It is hard to accept that fact, De,” complained Dion in a frustrated tone. “Susah .. I find it hard to accept that fact, because ... I love you, De.”

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