Melancholic CEO
Chapter 78: In The End, She Will Still Be Your Husband

Before 2 p.m., Damon and Lio were already present in the hospital lobby. They sat on the sofa in the lobby reading the newspaper on the newspaper shelf next to the sofa.

"That's Mr. Bhishma coming" whispered Damon who peeked out from behind the newspaper he was reading.

"Where?" Lio also raised a little bit of his eyes from the newspaper he was holding.

"That's," Damon pointed towards the entrance of the lobby with the tip of the newspaper.

Lio looked at a male about 75 years old, silver-haired sparkling and looking dignified. Next to him walked a man about 40 years old, tanned, his face like a Javanese. It seems that man brought the Chayra from Caliente.

"Come," Lio put the newspaper back on its shelf. "We greet Mr. Bhishma" he said again. He can't wait.

"Wait for Mr. Bisma to finish the consultation first," Damon chimed. "Why are you impatient?" taunted.

"I'm already impatient," said Lio sewot. "I miss my mom's cooking. Rendang jengkol, sambal fried petai.." he made his own picture of the food.

"Later to buy a container of jengkol rendang," Damon grinned as his eyes continued to follow in Mr. Bhishma's footsteps until it disappeared from view.

"I just want your mom's cooking" said Lio. "You're sure Mr. Bisma recognized you? His young grandson had forgotten" he said.

"Sir-Bisma can't forget me" Damon grinned. Self-confident.

*****

Mama Rhea kept watching her son. Along the way they walked through the flowering bush in Highland Park and now in the car heading home to the hotel, the pretty face of her son was nowhere to be seen. Rhea kept on frowning. And scowled more as soon as he finished calling.

"How about we go to the Eastman Theatre?" my mother suggested. "From the user's comments, they wrote the amazing Theatre venue, The Philharmonic orchestra concert ..." mama opened the trivAdvisor site on her mobile phone.

The trivAdvisor site is a travel site that helps travelers in finding tourist attractions around the world.

"From yesterday mama saw you look bored, hearing a music concert can raise your mood," said Mama again.

Dih, who likes the sound of orchestral music, Rhea's nagging in the heart. "I just want to sleep in the hotel ma," he broke. After calling Mr. Aditya, he felt even more upset.

"Why? You sick?" ask mama concerned.

Rhea shakes. "I called Mr. Aditya to make an appointment. Even Mr Aditya asked why I didn't come this morning? I said immediately that Mr. Aditya called to cancel the appointment, but Mr. Aditya said he did not call me," he scratched his head. " The voice of the man is very similar to the voice of Mr. Aditya."

"Yes, don't think about it anymore" comforted my mother.

"Well, ma, I'm accused of being wrong. In fact, he said if he wanted to meet later in Jakarta, because tonight, his grandfather Chayra will return to Jakarta," said Rhea again.

"Good, it means tomorrow we can also return to Jakarta," said the happy mother. " Pity papa in living alone," said mama.

"Yes," nodded Rhea fretting. He did not tell his mother that Mr. Aditya said that the CEO of Rakhan came to see Mr. Bhishma. Then it's a waste of him to this Rochester!

"Eh, isn't that Rakhan?" mama pointed to someone standing on the terrace of the hotel. Looks like I'm waiting for a car. "It turns out he was staying at the same hotel as us" continued the surprised mama.

Yes yes ma, this hotel is the closest from the house of Mr. Bhishma, Inner Rhea.

Without waiting for Dorman, Mama got off as soon as the car stopped. Mama rushed to Rakhan who was talking to Taksa .

"We meet again" said Mama.

"Aleeasa Aunt?" Rakhan. " I'm sorry Auntie, I have to get to the airport immediately" he continued politely.

"Your business is done?" ask mama again.

"Already," nodded Rakhan.

Ck, he again, Rakhan clucked in his heart. "No, stop by Caliente first, "he said. Want to pick up a bouquet of flowers from Chayra, her inner self. Actually she was lazy to respond to Rhea, but it was not nice to have her mother . "Excuse me, Auntie," he continued as he walked away.

"Be careful on the road" said Mama .

Rakhan nodded from a distance.

"Already, don't frown," the mother told Rhea who was standing next to her. "Although now Rakhan is indifferent to you, but in the end he will still be your husband," comforted mama.

Rhea nodded. Hopefully, hopefully.

****

"Tender documents Multifunctional satellite construction project Gatotkaca who made? The bid price is too low, it doesn't make sense. The time of work is also too long. Repeat the contract plan!" rakhan's voice boomed in the meeting room.

Everyone in the meeting lowered their heads. Afraid of getting angry. "The space station project." he continued angrily. There are 20 tender documents of the project and they are all unsatisfactory to Rakhan.

Since returning home from Caliente, one month ago, the CEO has continued to be angry. There was no satisfactory job for him. Everything is wrong . If I don't remember yet getting another job, I've resigned," Taksa's mind while looking at Rakhan was silent. Maybe like this the person who is heartbroken, his mind again.

And it got even more angry, when Reindra reported Chayra was alone with her boyfriend in the campus cafeteria.

Why did Reindra call before the meeting started? So the CEO added urgency, Sesal Taksa in heart.

*****

Arfan looked at Chayra who was eating chicken soto in front of him. After returning to college one week ago, only this time he dared to invite Chayra to breakfast in the cafeteria. And when Chayra agreed, she jumped up in excitement. Chayra laughed when she saw it.

"Is there dirt on my face?" chayra asked while groping her face.

"Oh, no, no, no" Arfan hurriedly shook his hand. He's bowing his face. Shame of being fascinated.

" Thank God" said Chayra. "So you're staring at me all the time."

Arfan's face turned red hearing Chayra's words. "Where have you been for almost a month?" tanyanya diverted the conversation.

"Oh, that, I'm going to my grandfather's place in America" Chayra replied as she stuffed the last spoon of chicken soto into her mouth.

"A..America?" stuttering Arfan.

"Yes, my grandfather was on medication after heart surgery in America" Chayra said.

"You.I ..." Arfan doesn't know what to say. Isn't Chayra this incapable child?

Reportedly, he entered this university also with the help of his father Rhea. For a day's meal she works part-time at a small cafe in front of campus. The clothes she was wearing were not branded clothes either.

Is it not Om who is happy that has financed Chayra and her grandfather to seek treatment in America?

But indeed since returning to college a week ago, Chayra's appearance changed drastically. Although the appearance is still casual, but the items he wears from the toe are already expensive items. Arfan's heart was busy saying the word.

"It's the clock coming in, come on" Chayra said as she stood up. He put three hundred thousand pieces of money on the table.

"No, let me pay" said Arfan, taking his wallet out of his pocket. "I'm the one who asked."

"You don't eat" Chayra refused.

"The return is for mother only," he told Bu the canteen that came over.

Three hundred grand for a bowl of chicken soto and a bottle of mineral water? Arfan gawking. Chayra is different now.