Mohabbat
Meet Uncle

In a towering tall building, a white-haired man of age was being preoccupied with his job as the chief director. He checked all the documents and signed them.

Someone knocked on the door, he paused work.

"Lake in!" he said, and waited for his arrival.

A formally dressed man stepped in, bowing briefly in greeting.

"What's wrong?" ask her while re-opening the documents she checked.

"We met Miss. Miss said she wanted to meet you, Chief. There are things to be discussed," said the whistleblower who succeeded in making the man flabbergasted.

The pen in his hand fell down, his body spontaneously standing up and stiffening.

"W-what are you saying? You-you met him? Where's where?" tanyanya.

All the feathers on his body bristled, the muscles felt stiff until the tongue was mute.

"Yes, Chief. He asked to meet you. Come on, I'm taking you!" he said again as he moved off the road.

Without waiting and thinking, the old man obeyed his words to go see someone. Restless along the way, he was treated when he arrived at the park.

There, on a bench he saw two figures of girls chatting and a young man standing behind them. One of the girls he knew. His old legs stepped wide and fast, wanting to arrive at the seat immediately.

"Daisha!"

Hearing the voice that called out to her, Daisha and Laila stopped the conversation. He knew the owner of the voice.

"Uncle, you've finally come. I've been waiting for Uncle ever since" Daisha said as she patted the empty chair next to her.

What confused the man was, Daisha's gaze that looked empty and pointed in any direction.

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"Uncle, I want a house for my sister to live in" Daisha told the old man

He came a while after the Goddess left the garden. The man sat side by side with Daisha, watching closely the girl he had just seen after all these years.

"That's easy, but can you explain where you've been all this time? You just disappeared after Al died. What's going on?" asked the man while looking at the sad Daisha.

The little girl who was now transformed as a beautiful woman smiled, there were many people who missed her. However, he could not return for several years because of the trauma that often came attacking.

"Uncle asked me to leave. After all, I can't go back because I'm too afraid of past events" Daisha replied with a long sigh.

The man called uncle glanced at Laila, the teenage girl whom Daisha calls her sister. The girl was simple, but looked honest and innocent. He drops another glance at Daisha, there are many questions that need answers from the girl.

"Have you two lived this long? How's your lives? And where do you live?" that boy's pedicab.

Implied anxiety in the radiance of his eyes that I love, especially seeing the state of Daisha who is blind. That was a very surprising thing for him.

"Yes, Uncle. Laila who has been looking after me," Daisha replied, making the teenagers eyes widen.

"Oh, so her name is Laila? You want me to prepare a house for him, you'll get it soon" the man said confidently.

"Thank you, Uncle," Daisha said with a knotty smile.

Alfin, who knew nothing about the man, listened silently. After this he will report to Dareen what Daisha did. Such as orders from superiors.

"Daisha, Uncle wants to talk about these"

"Wait!" sergeant Daisha interrupted the old man's words. He turned his head towards Laila.

"You can go! I have to talk to Uncle" Daisha pinta.

Accompanied by Alfin, Laila leaves Daisha. They headed to a nearby cafe to fill up the stomach. After all, Laila was still very happy to play. Alfin liked all his innocent actions. Secretly in love with Daisha's sister.

"What's up, Uncle?" daisha asked after making sure the two were gone.

The old man sighed, looking at Daisha with pity was also a lot of question marks.

"When did it happen?" ask the man.

"After Al's uncle passed away," Daisha answered briefly.

"Therefore you left Jakarta alone? You even sold your house. You know, I've been looking all over the country for you. If you were hiding from your uncle," said the man a little annoyed, but also relieved to see Daisha's condition.

The woman smiled, not without the reason she fled from Jakarta. All that he did to eliminate the trauma that often comes and makes him afraid. Moreover, when the man called uncle Al died. Nothing strengthens Daisha anymore, she feels alone in the world. Then, go to seek the tranquility of life.

"I'm not hiding, Uncle. Only my Uncle's men can't find my whereabouts. I live in a village in the west Java area. Fulfill life by selling flowers and opening up land for flower gardens. I met Laila and raised her as a sister. He was the only friend in my darkness all this time, Uncle," Daisha said to be welcomed *******heavy from the man.

"That's it, the important thing is that I get to see you again. I heard you married the youngest son of Dewantara? Is that true?" ask Uncle to make sure.

"Yes, Uncle. We were married not long ago. Did Uncle not get the invitation?" ask Daisha astonished. There was no way a company as big as Yeworks Company would not be invited.

"There, it's just that Uncle is lazy to come. Two heirs of the Dewantara company are competing for the position of President. Uncle is lazy to deal with such a company" the man said.

Daisha sighed, it was true what she said. They compete and are hostile, especially Cakra who is dissatisfied with what he has.

"I'm not marrying the heir to the Devantara, Uncle. The one I married was the man I loved. No matter if she's an heir or not, I love her," Daisha said definitely and sure.

The uncle smiled, he knew very well what Daisha's temper was like. Only, there was one thing that stuck up his mind until now.

"Daisha, don't you want to go back to the company? The main seat remained empty and waited for his heir," the man asked as he stared fixedly at his nephew's face.

Daisha sighed deeply, to the point that her chin was raised high. He no longer wanted to be involved in the family business. He has his own business, even though it is small.

"With my blind condition? Don't be silly, Uncle. I will only be the subject of the scorn and ridicule of the council. I leave the company to Uncle, just ask the Eldest to occupy the chair. Do not be left empty for too long because it will trigger problems sooner or later" replied Daisha who immediately made Uncle's mind filled with problems that will arise later.

"Alright, Uncle. Just set up a simple house near Laila's school. So that he does not need to walk far or ride public transportation. Excuse me, and thank you for your precious Uncle's time" Daisha said as she stood to the end of the meeting.

"alright. If you're having trouble, don't hesitate to call Uncle. Our door is wide open for you, son."

Uncle also moved, he approached and hugged Daisha releasing his longing.

"Thank you, Uncle."