
Mrs. Lee went into the room.
“You're here? Let's eat first. Aunty has prepared lunch for you,” Mrs said. Lee's.
“William, your son hasn't had lunch. Poor he must be hungry,” said Mrs. Lee's.
“You eat first. Later we will continue the conversation,” said Mr. Lee's.
“Daddy has not eaten,” said Fikri.
“So Dad has eaten in the hospital,” replied Mr. Lee's.
“Alright, Fikri eat first,” Fikri out of the room together with Mrs. Lee headed to the dining room.
Nessa is sitting at the dinner table, she is waiting for Fikri and Mrs. Lee's.
“How come, haven't eaten yet? Just eat first don't have to wait for us,” said Mrs. Lee saw Nessa hasn't touched her food.
Someone wanted Nessa to ask, but she did not know how to not offend Mrs. Lee's. Looks like Mrs. Lee understood Nessa's doubts.
“Let's relax, everything's halal. If you don't believe ask aunty, aunty who cooked,” said Mrs. Lee's.
Mrs. Lee went to the kitchen and called for aunt. A forty-five-year-old woman headed to the dining room with Mrs. Lee's.
“Try Aunt explained to Nessa. If I had spoken he wouldn't have believed,” Mrs said. Lee's.
“Mr and Madam are not eating that much anymore, Non. Ladies and gentlemen have stopped eating sober since Mr. Steve passed away,” Bibi said.
Hearing Aunt's words, Nessa became relieved.
“So Non don't worry,” says Bibi.
“Ya, Bi,” replied Nessa.
“Have no doubt, right? Come on, now eat,” said Mrs. Lee's.
Fikri and Nessa eat. Although Mrs. Lee does not eat, he only accompanies Fikri and Nessa to eat.
After finishing eating Fikri returned to Mr.'s room. Lee's. But when Fikri entered he saw Mr. Lee is sleeping. Fikri doesn't want to disturb Mr.'s sleep. Lee's. He covered his adoptive father's body and came out of the room.
In the afternoon they gathered together in the family room. Mrs. Lee brought fruits from the kitchen to peel. She will peel the fruit while listening to the conversation of her husband and son. Nessa approached Mrs. Lee's.
“Let Nessa peel the fruit,” says Nessa.
“Bby,” Mrs. Lee gives fruit and a knife to Nessa.
Nessa peels the fruits while listening to the family's conversation.
“What Fikri still likes to interrupt your date?” ask Mrs. Lee to Nessa.
Fikri turned his head when he heard Mrs question. Lee's.
“You complained to my mother, huh?” ask Fikri.
“Iya,” replied Nessa while peeling the pear.
“Bu, she's not dating. But a family reunion. Date time with your own relatives?” fikri Sahut.
“It's okay. As long as your religion does not prohibit,” replied Mrs. Lee's.
“In our religion is not prohibited. Because of distant relatives. But unfortunately the man already has a wife,” said Fikri.
Mrs. Lee turned to Nessa.
“Oh, yes? Do you know where that guy has it?” ask Mrs. Lee's.
Nessa told Mrs what happened in Bali. Lee's.
“Sabar, yes. Maybe he's not your soul mate,” Mrs said. Lee's.
“How do you feel?” ask Mrs. Lee's.
While rubbing Nessa's back.
“You are young. Still have plenty of time to find a potential husband,” Mrs said. Lee's.
“Iya, Mrs. Lee,” replied Nessa.
“Fikri, there is an important thing that I want to talk to you about,” said Mr. Lee's.
“What matters, Yah?” ask Fikri.
Nessa feels this is the family's internal talk, as outsiders she has no right to hear.
“I'm sorry to go to the kitchen first,” said Nessa.
“No need to go. Stay right here. There's something you should know,” said Mr. Lee to Nessa.
Nessa didn't go to the kitchen.
“Fikri, Father and Mother will bequeath all the treasures we have to you,” said Mr. Lee's.
Fikri and Nessa were shocked to hear that.
“Why bequeathed everything to Fikri? Are Father and Mother's brothers still around? They are more entitled than Fikri,” said Fikri.
“Indeed, our brothers are still there, but they can only spend money. They don't want to work at all,” said Mr. Lee's.
Fikri silently heard Mr. Lee's. He remembered himself, when he often made a tantrum in the office. His secretaries tried to remind him of his work schedule, but he always tried to escape and avoid routine work.
“If Dad gives the company to them, it could ruin Dad's business. Which all this time your Father and Mother woke up with great difficulty,” said Mr. Lee's.
“Dad could have sold Dad's company, so as not to be a burden to Dad. But what about the fate of the employees? They have worked for the company for decades. They have families they have to pay for. What about their children? Who will pay for their children's school? The severance will not be enough to meet their daily needs,” said Mr. Lee's.
Fikri just silently heard the words of Mr. Lee's. He also often caused his secretaries to be fired by his Papah, because of his actions.
“If you leave it to you, you can still continue all of your efforts. It's evident from the way you run your company. You want to work hard to advance your company,” said Mr. Lee's.
“That's my company, but it's Papah company,” replied Fikri.
“Iya, same. Later your Papah company will be yours. Just like Dad's company later will also be yours,” said Mr. Lee's.
“Why do you trust Fikri so much?” ask Fikri.
“Because Dad saw honesty and sincerity on your face,” replied Mr. Lee's.
“Still remember when you got the project to build a hotel Dad d Bali?” ask Mr. Lee's.
“That time you were very young, still in college. You said you were polite, you were polite to us. You make no grandiose promises. You only make promises that you can keep. Even though we know you're still hiding behind your father's back, you're trying to work with a professional. At that time we rated you as a hardworking young man,” said Mr. Lee's.
“What if Fikri was like Dad's brothers? Fikri just squandered Dad's money and made Dad's company go bankrupt?” ask Fikri.
“Dad wasn't sure you'd do that. You must not have the heart to abandon your employees just like that,” said Mr. Lee's.
“Daddy know not Nessa secretary Fikri how?” ask Fikri.
“Dad knows. Nessa your secretary is keeee,” Mr. Lee did not continue his words.
“Lilian, Nessa Fikri secretary to what?” ask Mr. Lee to Mrs. Lee's.
“Yang seventeenth,” replied Mrs. Lee's.
Heard Mrs's reply. Lee, Fikri was immediately shocked.
“Kok Mom tau?” asked Fikri in disbelief.
“We investigated you first. Before entering you as our heir,” replied Mrs. Lee's.
“But keep making Fikri as heir?” ask Fikri.
“You were looking for your parents' attention, so you behaved like that. But your efforts are fine there's no problem. Papahmu company you did not make bankrupt,” said Mrs. Lee's.
Fikri sighed. Freely trying to convince his adoptive parents not to turn their wealth to him.
“Father believe you can definitely live it,” said Mr. Lee's.