My Desire
First Meeting

"Mom.mom..!" shouts Ivanka from the yard. In a hurry he searched for his mother in all corners of the house.

"What the hell is screaming..! mama just got a break..!"

"Well, guess who I met at the salon with..?"

"Where does mama know.. Artist may.."

"No ma, Dave and I just met Aira.."

Nungki frowned, because he felt that there was nothing strange here. "Continue..?"

"It's weird, ma, get the money from where try. Cafe waitress with a little salary can go to our salon subscription.."

Nungki seemed to think for a moment.. "Moor.."

"Yes aunty." answered Aira.

"Today you went to our salon.."

"Yes aunt.."

"No ma, it's obvious that if you don't steal, you whore.."

"Iwanka..! don't slander me..!" shouted Aira

"How dare you yell at me..!" Ivanka grabbed Aira's hair.

"Have..! already..! Ivanka took Aira's hair off.." Nungki ordered. "Now explain to aunt what you did in the salon.."

"In accordance with Baskara's orders that tomorrow I work with Mr. Haiden as a man then I go to the salon for a consultation on aunt's hair.."

"Hair problem..?"

"Yes, I feel sorry if it has to be cut short, so I decided to wear a wig that is not easily dislodged even though it has to move all day." explained Aira

"So..so you work with Haiden as a man..?" asked Dave who had been silent since then arrived to talk.

"Yes." answered Aira

"How's the story, ma..?"

"Let's explain, you shut up..!" nungki's orders.. "Keep you buy a wig using whose money, I know the price of the wig is not cheap.if you dare to take your money..!"

"Today I quit the auntie cafe and got my last paycheck. The money was to buy some men's clothes and wigs.."

"OK because what you did today to support your appearance tomorrow, then aunt will not be angry.."

"Mah..!" ivanka looks irritated by Nungki's decision this time.

"Iv. This is also for the sake of our financial condition.."

"Then I will prepare for tomorrow.."

"Alright, go and get all your clothes done.. Remember don't leave any of your stuff here.."

"Yes aunty.I'm sorry.."

Aira immediately left a crowd of people who wanted her to leave the house. The house actually belonged to his parents. But since om and aunty are now her guardians so they are now the ones mastering it.

"Non. bibik help ya.." bik Sumi offers help. The only good people in this house are Sumi and Iwan.

"Thank you for your help, sira." said.

"Loh non, which is put in a suitcase why only t-shirts and pants...? this one wasn't brought..?"

"No bik, my work there is quite heavy so it is difficult if you have to wear a skirt. I think pants, shirts and t-shirts are freer.."

"Well, what does this non do..?"

"Not yet know bik, because my boss is a successful businessman I have to prepare everything.."

"Non this is like going to war.."

"Hahahahh. everything is possible bik. oya shirt and skirt that I leave to bik Sumi ya. later if it is not working there I will take it again.."

"Any non, non-Aira goods that are not taken let the aunt who keeps in the room.."

"Thank you bik, because all this time only make Sumi and Mr. Iwan good with me.." Aira hugged Sumi's bik for quite a long time, not feeling her tears dripping.

"Ehem.." The sound from behind distracted them.

"The cave.."

"Nih some of my t-shirts are unused, you just bring it." said Dave while giving his shirt.

"Thank's Dave.."

"Hmmm." she answered briefly and then left Aira's room. Actually Dave wasn't mean to her just that they rarely spoke. Maybe because of the influence of his parents that made him look indifferent in front of Aira. As long as his parents and Ivanka, who sometimes mistreat him, Dave chooses silence and leaves.

"Non Aira rest yes, I go back to the room.." said Bik Sumi.

"Yes bik.."

Tomorrow morning was a tough day for Aira. How not he will live in a place of others who he does not know at all the people who work there. And whatever his duties and work he had no image at all. Especially is to leave people who are very dear to him, Sumi and Iwan.

God has always given me strength and strength to live my life. You've arranged all my life's journeys and it's a phase I need to go through to become a better person. I surrender to You, the prayer of Aira.

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That morning the sun was embarrassed to show its light. No birds were singing this morning. Cloudy clouds hung as if knowing the contents of Aira's heart

"You're ready..?"

"Om it.."

"Good.you look like a man I'm sure Mr. Haiden will definitely agree to accept you into bail. You have to convince him.."

"Om good.."

"Betul Aira, the fate of employees in the company depends on your efforts to convince Mr. Haiden.. Don't disappoint us. understand.."

"I understand aunt.."

"Already.. already..let's go.." take Baskara.

"I'm a great aunt, Ivanka, Dave." said Aira but none of them hugged or lost her way.

Aira carried her suitcase into the trunk of the car, sir Iwan did not even dare to help her.

"Wan, why does non Aira look like a man.."

"Have not been much curious, if you do not want to lift your feet from this house.."

"Yes I'm just wondering.that's weird.."

"Well, sir." replied Iwan.. "Eh I go to work first." said Iwan to Sumi's bik.

"Yes - be careful.." replied bik Sumi shrivelled..

Mr. Iwan immediately got into the car "Where is this sir.."

"To the residence of the Lukashenko family.."

"Yes sir.."

Iwan immediately drove the car at moderate speed. During the trip Aira just stay still and enjoy the scenery more during the trip.

"You've thought of your new name..?"

Baskara's question disperse his daydreams "It's already om.."

"Who..?"

"Well, my father's name is.."

"Good.remember what you have ordered, your performance should be good, do whatever Mr. Haiden tells you to do.."

"Even if you have to kill.."

"Yes." replied Baskara.

Iwan who heard a little shocked, actually this non Aira work what the hell inner Iwan.

Aira let out a long breath. Life is heavy. But I am grateful to be given the opportunity to live and to be able to give the best to my family and others. I do this so that not many heads of families will lose their jobs because of PHK due to debts that the company cannot pay. What I'm doing is Aira's inner father.

After traveling for about thirty minutes they reached a very large place. It looks like a large gate and high as the beginning of the entrance there which is guarded by four people dressed all in black.

"Good morning.." said one of them "What do you need..?"

"Today I have an appointment with Mr. Haiden. My name is Baskara Wijaya"

"Well wait a minute." it appears he contacted someone and before long he opened the gate.

A large yard with green grass. Aira loved the view there. Some men are practicing physically. There are some who practice using weapons such as rifles, arrows and swords. There are surveillance cameras everywhere.

Heh really - the inner mafia of Aira.

There are some horses that are being trained and cared for by workers. After a ten-minute drive from the main gate, they finally arrived at a large house in the style of classical Europe. Large main door with the Lukashenko family crest.

Deg. deg. emblem it's Aira's inner shock.

His mind goes back to what happened ten years ago. Accidents that happen to themselves and their parents are not pure accidents. But it's more like premeditated murder.

When it was raining quite hard, the brakes on Dad's car did not work properly so it hit a big tree. Not long after a car at high speed hit Dad's car. The car rolled up to the middle of the road, only I was half conscious at the time. Watching two men get off the car with the "LS" symbol". They didn't say anything just to make sure that all of us in the car were dead. Then I was unconscious and found out I was in the hospital. Om and aunty said that Dad and mom died at the accident place and were buried.

And now I see the same emblem on that door. Does this mean that the Lukashenko family deliberately killed both my parents. Who is behind all this.

It seems God does have other plans with me being sent here then I will be more free to investigate the death of my parents.

"Heh let's go down." the voice of om Baskara broke Aira's daydream.

"Om fine.. "

"Well you're going to work here, you'll see for yourself that you'll have better luck living here.."

"Yes, um.."

"But remember you have to work well don't embarrass me.. And you also have to find a way to get Mr. Haiden to extend the debt.."

"Well, I'll try.."

"Good. Now let's go in.."

Baskara and Aira walk in following the instructions of the Lukashenko family servant.

She was wearing an old ash-coloured shirt and skirt. He was almost the same age as Sumi's bik, only he seemed cold and unfriendly.

"Sorry Mr. Haiden, Mr. Baskara has come.."

"Send in.."

"Well, sir." the waiter went out and told Baskara and Aira to go into Haiden's study.

The space is very spacious and thick with a European feel plus some items with a Turkish accent. There is a small library full of well-organized books. Sofa with European style gray.

There appeared to be a Russian Turkish-faced man with the most beautiful eyes Aira had ever seen. Handsome, dashing, cold impression on his face that shows that he is a man of power.

There was a woman wearing a sexy dress sitting on her lap.

"You go first..!"

"You kicked me out..?" ask the woman

Haiden looked at the woman with a sharp look. "Okay. okay, I'll be out. Remember call me tonight.."

The sexy lady with curly hair was out of the room. For a moment he stopped his steps and glanced at Aira, then walked out of the room.

"Oh you apparently.."

"Yes Mr. Haiden, my arrival this time brought my adopted son to work with the lord.."

"Hmmm. You mean you make a guarantee, is that not our agreement.."

"Iiyyaa sir." replied Baskara nervously

"In other words I will not pay him but he must serve me twenty-four hours even risking his life for me. Does he know about it.."

Glutton.. Aira who heard swallowed her saliva. Why bet my life at this age. Just fall in love I've never felt it why must die young inner Aira with a deathly pale face.

Haiden stood up from his seat, walking slowly towards where Aira was standing. Smelled of woody aroma that made him seem masculine.. Hmmm the fragrance is fast as many women want to get close to him and those eyes fascinate me for the second time inner Aira. He immediately lowered his face as soon as Haiden stood before him.

"What's your name.."

"Where is the lord.."

"Where's the..?" ask Haiden. He looked from top to bottom then circled around Aira's body. Is crazy..! why does this guy have such sexy lips. His body was not like most men. More like the smell of vanilla.

"Yes sir, sir can call me Abi.."

"Hm.. Bi, how can a small, thin and short man like you be my assistant..? you look more like a woman..?

"Master need not hesitate, I can do all the work that not even any man can do." replied Aira mantab.

"Interesting.it's very interesting, but I need proofing.."

"Each lord.I am ready to prove that I deserve to work with the master..". In order to investigate my parents' death I must survive in this mafia world.

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