Mr. Secretary: Destiny Bound
CHAPTER 32 –WHAT'S WITH INDRA?

Hans' hand was blocking Indra's shoulder. Remind Indra not to speak in a loud and sharp tone.

“Teteh don't be so naive. Could it be, just entered martial arts class and then can fight crazy psychopaths like Teteh's ex-husband? Come on's.... It was the same as giving Teteh's life to that person.”

Indra raised her index finger. Fiery gazes.

“One more. When Teteh died, Deteh thought it would be easy for children to lose their mother? I have no relationship with children. Ex-husband Teteh can take their custody easily.”

Arini. Throw his eyes towards the window.

“Ndra.” Papi tried to remind Indra again.

“What Teteh's ex-husband wants is Teteh's treasure, all Teteh's assets. He can easily master it all after taking custody of the children.”

“A.. please don't let him do it all.” voice Arini.

Indra pulled the seat nearby to get closer to Arini. He touched Arini's arm. His tone softened.

“I also asked Teh Arin to stop talking: if I die - if I die again. OK? Rest assured that we can get through this. Build a positive mindset here,” Indra points at his head, “Then here,” Indra points to his chest.”

“Parents who think positive will make their child's confidence increase and always think positive as well.”

His neck brace made it difficult for Arini to nod her head.

“Iya.”

“About Arini's desire not to report her ex-husband, how?” Papi looked at Hans and Raditya alternately.

“I can't do much if Arini's own mother insists on not reporting the incident earlier.” Raditya raised both his palms.

"OK.. Later I will arrange security for children and Teh Arini itself also security at home,” Hans looked at Indra and Arini alternately.

Hans looked flat at Arini, smiled thinly then nodded his head, “Teh Arini don't worry, AMANSecure is one of the best security companies in the country.”

Raditya smiled broadly at Arini, “Do not doubt Mr. Hans, Mrs Arini.”.

“Gue trusts Lu and Lu's people, Hans. Just do the best for them. The bill just send it to me.”

Hans chuckled while shaking his hand.

"It’s OK.”

“Mr Hans, thank you very much,” Arini looked at Hans then switched on Raditya, “Pak Radit, thank you very much for the time.”

The door was knocked from the outside and raised. A well-built man wearing a AMANSecure uniform in navy blue.

“Assalamu’alaikum, ma'af, outside there is Miss Husna, she claims to be her employee Ms. Arini.”

Everyone is looking at Arini now.

“Husna.?” Arini stared at Indra, “He's my worker. My right hand.”

Indra understands. He nodded then looked at the bodyguard.

“Take Miss Husna in, sir. Thanks.”

“Good, Mr. Indra.”

Hans and Raditya head to the sofa bed. Husna entered, then nodded respectfully to Hans and Raditya as well as to the Kusumawardhani couple.

Indra stood up from the chair he was sitting on and looked at Husna who was looking at him timidly.

“Please Tea..” Indra turned to Arini, “Teh, I stay first. You're breaking.”.

Indra nodded and then passed. Code Hans and Raditya to chat in the VIP floor lobby.

They sat on the sofa facing the elevator.

“Lu why Ndra earlier?” Hans chuckles.

Indra rubbed her face.

“Gue also doesn't know why, Hans.”

Raditya.

“And I was stunned when Mr. Kusumawardhani and Mr. Hans called Mr. Indra compactly.”.

“I feel disappointed because she did not want to report her ex-husband to the police. No deterrent effect for her ex-husband.”

“Reason because his children. I think it will be a blunder later,” Hans uses formal language because there is Raditya.

“That was also what I thought,” Indra was blown away.

“We will see the development later,” Raditya mediates, “Again no one knows how hard his struggle to care for two young boys alone. Being the backbone, being a mother at once a father. We'll never be in his position.”

Elevator door opens. A black aproned man with the logo of a coffee shop in the lower lobby of the hospital carried a tray with 3 cups of paper.

Indra waved at him. The man nodded with a smile.

“Two hot black americano and one hot cappucino?”

Indra nodded then handed over some money on his tray.

“Take the change, Mom. Thanks yes.”

The man thanked me and passed.

Indra offers a cup of cappucino to Raditya. Hans's coffee taste has always been black americano.

“Thanks Mr. Indra. Still remember with my coffee taste turns out,” Raditya smiled.

Indra chuckles.

“If Ibu Arini report to the authorities the results will be less than the maximum. Although this is not the first incident but this will be the first report,” Raditya sipped his coffee carefully because it was still hot.

Hans nodded in understanding.

“Bad system yes?”

“As we know well.” Raditya shrugged both shoulders, “Colonial heritage law.”

The three laughed while sipping their coffee each.

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