My name is Ayu
Chapter 84

POV Dio

1 Hour of meetings will start soon. I picked up the phone and hit number 1. A direct phone call to my private secretary, Ratna.

"Na, to where I am now!" my orders. I continue to study the meeting materials later. Proposals that have been submitted by several section heads are being studied. There's also a good thing I used to go to college to follow Papa's will. The knowledge I gained in college made me understand the contents of the proposals they submitted without looking too bloon in front of professionals like them.

The sound of knocking on the door sign Ratna had already come. I told him to come in. Ratna's a smart secretary. He had been Papa's secretary for a long time. Don't imagine Ratna as beautiful as sexy as in most dramas. Ratna is over 40 years old. The figure of a single parent woman who is tough and unyielding. His appearance was neat like a secretary, but the skirt he wore was polite not short and accentuated the sexiness of the body like most secretaries.

"What's up, sir?" ask Ratna politely.

I handed her a large brown envelope. A bit confused but Ratna accepted it too.

"Please make a marriage certificate and birth certificate on the child in the envelope. I could not manage his administrative process. Please tell the jockey to take care of all the later I'll pay with my personal money."

"This is Mr Dio's marriage certificate?" ratna asked after opening the envelope I gave her. "Sir Dio is married?"

"Yes, it's been but not registered. And in the birth certificate it was my son. Please take care of it."

"Good, Sir. If so, excuse me first." Ratna left my room.

I continued to study the proposal I had just read. See it in detail. I didn't let a single crack escape.

Holding this office is not just prestige. Self-esteem is rising. The respectful look is indeed fixed. But when will it be? When I misstep and wrong in deciding something then it's over. All that was left was a flawed look and a condescending look at the stupid leader who rose up because of connections alone not because of accomplishments.

I know many are waiting for my downfall. My former boss who used to nag me because my work is not good for example. When I was promoted, He with his sweet mouth praised and praised my work when I was his subordinate, but he used to grumble me all out. And I know that behind his praise lies a phrase "You're done if you make a wrong move".

Actually, no one I think supports me to take this post. I'm just considered a smelly kid who hasn't been able to work. They don't know if I set up my own company from scratch until I can move forward like I am today. I will prove to those who consider me weak and demean me that I am no longer the old Dio. There's an adorable little boy and a beautiful wife across the island there who'll be looking forward to my arrival.

At 10 am. The meeting began. I had arrived at the meeting room 10 minutes earlier. I don't want any talk that I'm a ngaret guy when I just became a leader.

The meeting also began. Sure enough, Papa's absence beside me made me slaughtered by those who showed off each other's abilities. I just kept listening to them present their work with pride. They are tired of their arrogance. But I just listen, all adding to the science. Smart people are people who want to continue to learn until anytime not people who stop learning because they have high grades.

While listening, I noted one by one the shortcomings and enter the ones I would love. It was time to listen to my opinion. I express my opinion based on what I read and the results of their presentation. I plainly describe the results of my decision. And the result.they're all speechless. No one thought that an ex-clerk lackey like me turned out to have a decision that was no less great than Papa. They finally acknowledged my ability.

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I immediately laid my body on the bed. Tired of this body and mind. Crumple it feels. I worked hard a week like a horse. It's good if there's someone working every time you go home from work.

I looked at my contracted house which felt very empty and dark. If only they were both here. I also fell asleep in my dreams.

I dreamt of playing with Kevin and also playing with Ayu. Ah in the dream was still my hobby jailin Ayu.

"Dio...Dio.... Wakes up. It's noon!" my eyes immediately squinted as sunlight entered my room. "You didn't shower last night and went straight to sleep? You slob! If it's like it could hurt you later. Sleep in dirty clothes. Take a quick shower and get ready for breakfast. Papa's been waiting at the dinner table." said Mama.

Mama did give me a spare house key because all this time Mama took care of me. The food stock in the refrigerator is never empty thanks to Mama. I just lazily went into the bathroom. Mama said, I am so dirty. When I slept in an office coat?

"Now, Ma. Don't you look at the battery next to Mama." I handed over the photo album that Ayu showed me yesterday. The album contains photos of Kevin from birth to his latest photos. I deliberately borrowed it from Ayu to show Mama.

"What's this?" Mama stopped making provisions and took the album I love. Papa's eyes glanced around to find out what we were doing.

"Inget, Mommy. Don't you look at the battery next to Mama." My words made Papa more curious.

"What the hell? Use the secrets of all the same Papa." Papa glanced at the photo album that Mama was opening. His hand was about to reach for the album but was immediately hit by the mother.

"Udah don't kepo. Look at the stock price!" nagel Mom. Somewhat confused Mama continued to open sheet by sheet photos of adorable little children who very much He remembered his face was very similar to Dio when he was a child. My tears started flowing. Mom started crying. Her crying made Papa worry.

"Ma, what's wrong with you?" not answering the question that Papa asked, Papa turned to me. "What do you love Mama, io?" ask Papa confused.

Mama wiped her tears. "You... You can finally find them? finally....where are they now?"

I am still enjoying my toast. Eyes full of curiosity from Mama and Papa accompanied every mouthful of bread that entered my mouth.

"Who are you talking to?" ask Papa confused.

"Where are they, io? Why don't you just bring it here?" ask Mama curious.

I sipped some warm milk for fear of choking on most of their questions. "Propsy. I have breakfast again." I replied casually.

"DIO!" yelled Mom and Dad at the same time.

I laughed when I saw their emotional faces. One is emotional because of the high level of the head and another is emotional because the level of kangennya high.

"I'll pick them up in a week. I took care of this job in Papa's office. Where are so many more sycophants in his office. Papa can work for years with people like that. Dio mah geuleuh."

"Bodo is very much the same company Papa. You haven't answered Mom's question. Where did you meet them? What's your granddaughter's name?" Mama's starting to be impatient.

"Good-grandson? What do you mean by talking about Ayu and her son?" ask Papa who finally started to come back. "Here Papa look at the album." Papa tried to take the album that is still in front of Mama.

"Ih! Don't look!" Mama slapped Papa's hand trying to take a photo album from her arms.

"Indeed why the hell? Papa wants to see too!" papa said annoyed because Mama did not also release the photo album.

"Can't! Then Papa will be wicked to them again!" forbid Mama.

I watched my grandparents fight like children. I secretly took the briefcase and supplies that I had tidied myself. I left those who were still fighting over the album.

"Dio! Don't run away! Help me Mama!" my mother shouted from inside the house. I'm not gubris, the car that picked me up has come. I'm ready to fight with work again.