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Sentimentil Talks

...Part 16 is here...

...Happy reading...

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...MGT by: VizcaVida...

...16...

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Nolan's motorbike entered the grounds of his father's mansion. Yes, just say it belongs to his father because Nolan did not fight to buy, or donate money as a form of appreciation. He ate and slept at his father's house.

After days of leaving the house, Nolan saw his father again. The man was seen sitting on the porch reading a business newspaper, accompanied by a cup of hot tea and a dry snack in a jar.

There are times when Nolan's heart is knocked if he sees his papa like this. Age that is no longer young, the demands of work that looks exhausting, the, in fact, he had almost cried to see his father lying weak in a hospital bed because of fatigue and had to be on the hospital for several days with a drastically reduced health condition.

However, if the past comes back to the surface that makes Nolan have to remember his mother's reason to leave the world, immediately sympathy and pity that has been formed is almost perfect, turned into a great hatred that makes Nolan must become another person, build a higher and stronger wall of hatred that he has always tried to establish between himself and the papa.

“New home?” hendra asked softly, but did not get any response from Nolan. “Papa want to talk to you.” he continued who now managed to stop Nolan steps.

Half an hour ago he contacted Caca and asked about the development of the girl's business changing nolan and also the work they had agreed on.

Without Nolan knowing, his father had devised a mature and grand plan for Nolan's future as the sole heir of his coal business.

Nolan paused, then turned his position to stand facing Hendra in his usual style of snobs that he showed for the honourable papa. “You want to talk especially? Didn't papa get the car again and managed to make Nolan have no face in front of the enemy race Nolan?” cercanya. Nolan did not want to hide his dislike for Hendra by being pretentious and obedient.

“Yes. Papa will also talk about the race.”

If it wasn't about the car that Jonathan took a while back, then what would this papa want to talk about?

Nolan sat down with his furrowed forehead and his thick eyebrows that were almost fused together.

“Actually you want to talk to Nolan?”

“Mandilah first. Papa will be waiting for you in the living room.” replied Hendra then got up and put his newspaper on the table, then passed Nolan just like that and disappeared behind the main door.

Nolan, who could not guess what the father was about to talk about, had to prepare with the surprise he would receive in a moment. Or...possibly about inheritance rights distribution? Between himself and Leonard?

The guess immediately dropped Nolan's mood until it was destroyed unceasingly. He twirled his tongue in his mouth, then chose to go in and clean himself before starting a private conversation session that would certainly be temporary with his papa.

Thirty minutes passed after Nolan finished cleaning up, he walked to the living room and met his papa who was waiting there.

Casual clothes and knee-length shorts that are not careless, making papa Nolan shake his head. Typical of a young man such as muddle is not noticed and given the best education by his parents.

But that's how Nolan was, no matter how many times his papa rebuked, how many times he would also ignore and not care at all. Nolan chooses numbness if the father is already being possessive of him.

The living room soft sofa is now back to being a place that will see two individuals in opposite directions will clash arguments, even feuds. Indeed, Nolan was never as purposeful as his papa. Just once never.

“Papa want to say what?” nolan asked casually while rubbing his hair that was still a bit wet so it was getting messy. But Hendra was proud, the good looks of Nolan was never denied. And it can still be something that will support and cover the minus attitude on his son. At the very least, a girl will want to marry her son and give him a grandchild before he has to go back to the creator's lap. Hendra's heart suddenly warms to the thought of Nolan getting married and having children. Hendra smiled inwardly.

Then a moment later, Hendra looked straight at Nolan who had never seen him when he spoke. It had become a normal thing that Hendra received when both were with Nolan. He was always considered non-existent by his own son. But all of this is not without reason. It was all his fault.

“Dengerin papa well.” said Hendra firmly, so that the beloved begundal was focused on the conversation.

Nolan was silent, and chose to lean on the shoulder of the sofa priced at hundreds of millions of comfortable behind his back. “If papa says it baek-baek, Nolan must be horrified baek-baek too.”

Hendra almost escaped a rough snort of his breath hearing Nolan's infuriating reply. But all he put aside for the sake of talking about this.

“Papa want you to determine your future from now on.”

“You will soon pass the High School. And papa wants you to go to college properly. Take the right prodi according to your passion. Papa does not want you still race on the streets and life is not clear like—”

“That's what Nolan wants. Nolan wants nothing. Nolan just wants to be a free person who is not restrained by—”

“But this is alive, Lan. You can't forever have fun, bet, and spend papa money like this.” scolds Hendra sharply cutting Nolan's remarks. “You will live and compete with others for yourself. In fact, you will also have a family and become a father, where your children will need the responsibility of a real man. From a man they call Papa.”

Nolan stared at the pias toward his papa who was now breathing. Maybe the man was irritated because he was still in opposition, Nolan thought.

“If papa pingin Nolan becomes papa kayak, mending papa nyerah and tell the firstborn just—”

“Nolan!” snapped his papa hard and made Nolan sharpen his gaze towards Hendra. He had never even seen his papa so angry when he talked about Leonard. “Papa ngelakuin this for you. Make your future. What are you bringing Leonard to our conversation for?!”

Nolan was eager to spit out a silly laugh in front of his papa's face. But he holds it strong because even there he will look sad. So Nolan chose to pin a sarcastic smile on the tip of his lips that would certainly succeed in intimidating Hendra.

“Because papa does care about him.”

“Papa cares about you too! You're the one who never wanted to hear papa!”

“Because Nolan no longer believes in the same papa. Papa has made Nolan trust to papa destroyed, since four years ago.”

Hendra squashed his own fingers to whiten. The expression on his face turned cold, his jaw was firm, his teeth were grinding, and he held back the fury that wanted to explode due to Nolan's words.

“So, it still hurts your heart?”

“Yes. So even. Papa has made mama go from the world of Nolan alone.”

Hendra's heart melos. It was just Nolan's feeling. Hendra loves Marla very much. And Tiana, only a dark past has ever left her mired in the valley of error until Leonard is present.

“Papa love you, same mom you too.” said Hendra, sad without disconnecting his eyes from Nolan's.

“Bullshit! All that papa said, just nonsense that never wanted Nolan to believe again.” Nolan said quickly with sarcastic and sharply raining tone. “Good. If papa wants me to determine the future, wait until I manage to vent all my hatred equally papa.”

Nolan stood up, leaving Hendra with a painful and miserable solitude. He felt his heart that felt a little pain, deserved he rushed from the living room to the room to calm down, and took the medicine that he had consumed for almost three years.

***

“Ups!”

Caca's shopping bag fell because someone hit her shoulder hard enough from the opposite direction. Today Caca decided to buy new shoes, because his old shoes are not worth wearing. Especially for walking in prestigious High School like SMA Kemala.

There is one brand that he was after when surfing in the Maya world this afternoon. The slightly tall black convers reach the ankles. He dared to buy, because the money in his account is quite a lot and will not run out in a year or two years.

“Sorry.” said a beautiful girl who looks younger than him while crouched in front of Caca intend to help because in addition to shoes, Caca also bought a piece of clothes and pants that were also lying on the floor of the mall.

Wait for. This face is no stranger to Caca. It's like he's seen it. But where is it? Caca tried to remember who the girl who was now in front of his eyes was. Then, with beads of sparkling eyes, Caca flicked her index finger towards the beautiful girl.

“You, High School Student, right?”

The beautiful young girl smiled kindly which made her look more elegant, elegant, and of course more charming with her beauty that looks like Cleopatra.

“Iya. You are also a student there?”

Caca nodded innocently, then reached out in front of the girl. “Clarita. Or just call it caca.” said Caca enthusiastically. But the girl didn't shake Caca's hand. He took a quick glance as if he was thinking about something, then he welcomed Caca's hand with a clean and smooth white palm.

“Air Wendyta. Call aja Gita.” []

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