My Son Is My Strength
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"Sir." Rio walked over to Bian, as well as Rangga and his secretary. People were still lowered, not daring to raise their heads. Rio whispered something to Bian, making Bian look even more intently at Rahma's mother.

"Is that true?!" Bian asked ascertaining what Rio was whispering to her.

"Yes, Sir." Rio nodded.

"Are you sure and not wrong?" Bian looked at Rahma's mother alternately staring at Rio.

"I'm sure sir and not wrong person. That mother is the mother we've been looking for her whereabouts all this time, her face is so similar, it's no different from even this photo. She's Rahma's mother who used to and is now still bothering your wife and child." Rio thrust his phone at Bian to show the photo of Rahma's mother that they had been looking for all this time.

Bian received the phone and saw the photo, and sure enough, the woman in the photo was very similar to the middle-aged woman who was resting a few meters away from him.

"Eh, Rahma's mother...." Secretary Rangga recognizes Rahma's mother who is struggling.

"You recognize her?" Asked Rangga to his secretary, Bian turned his head to wait for an answer.

"Yes, Sir. She was Rahma's mother who co-operated with our company a few days ago, and now she's coming to discuss the continuation." Papar secretary Rangga as is.

"Sadly, I've finally found you." Bian looked at Rahma's mother barking, returning Rio's phone in her hand.

Rahma's mother looked down deeply, not daring to raise her face looking at Bian. Fear and worry are getting more and more covered. His mind was raging, afraid that his cooperation with the Rangga company that he had painstakingly gained was just gone.

"Master, forgive me. I didn't know that Arini was your wife." Rahma's mother dared to look up to Bian. "S-I really don't know sir, I'm sorry." Rahma's mother began to pocket her hands again.

Bian's face increasingly looks angry at the words of Rahma's mother, his eyes reddened staring sharply at the mother. Rio gulped his saliva hard, only this time he saw his master this angry, it was terrifying to see.

"So, if it's not my wife, you're still doing things like that?!" Bian asked withholding his emotions.

"N-no, Sir." Rahma's mother shook her head quickly.

"WHY DID YOU DO THAT TO MY WIFE?! And not just today, you also did it six years ago!!!" Bian's voice rose an octave, sounding snapping. The people who were on that floor even gasped in shock.

"Pardon me Sir." The words continued to be thrown in Rahma's mother's mouth without ceasing.

"Lamentations are not enough with what my wife and children are going through." Bian did not accept the apology that came out so easily in Rahma's mother's mouth, whether her apology was sincere or otherwise. "You'll get the right payback for what you did to my wife and son." Bian continued with a controlled voice.

"Tuu-tuan, I am willing to accept any punishment from you. But please don't cancel the cooperation I've earned so hard at this company." Rahma's mother pleaded with her earnest. "I've spent a lot of money to get here, not to mention the losses I will get later." Rahma's mother continued to beg.

"Hm." Bian pulled one corner of his lips. "The cost and loss problems you take into account are very clear, thorough, considerate, but your troublesome and hurtful actions you ignore and enjoy them instead. It's like it's a game or entertainment that's really fun for you." Bian said cynically, awakening Rahma's mother for her treatment of others.

"Sir, please don't do that. Please pull back your words." Rahma's mother shook her head quickly, pleading.

"Can't!" Bian grunting. "Even that's nothing compared to you insulting and berating my son, expelling them from the contract, as well as their pain and tears." Bian mentions all the treatment of Rahma's mother to his wife's child.

"Tu-sir, I'm sorry. I admit to being wrong for all my actions." Rahma's mother got up, ran over to Bian with tears of regret. He was about to rest under Bian's feet.

But not yet arrived, Bian had already refused his arrival with a hand gesture, one hand covering his nose tightly. Strange back he felt, the sharp smell of the perfume of Rahma's mother made his stomach instantly want to nausea.

Rahma's mother ignored Bian's ban, he approached Bian, hoping that when he rested at his feet, Bian would accept his apology and retract all his words.

The distance between Rahma and Bian's mother was half a meter away, Bian's face was now pale and increasingly pale, his cheeks were now bulging against something. Rahma's mother's rapid movements, making no one can stop her.

"Jang-" Bian wanted to run away, but Rahma's mother who had approached and held her feet made the smell even sharper in Bian's smell, he suddenly felt weak and immediately wanted to remove the discomfort from his stomach. "Huuuueeekkk...." Bian vomited, spewing food that had just entered his stomach with great difficulty, and it was right under Rahma's mother.

"Sir...."

"Kids...."

Rio and Rangga immediately approached Bian who was in distress, tears dripping in Bian's eyes because it was so unpleasant that he felt.

"Akhnah...." Rahma's mother screamed hysterically, all of Bian's vomit hitting her hair and face. He immediately stood up, flicked his hair, jumped, so that the vomit was no longer stuck in his hair and face. One or two people hold laughter at the fate of Rahma's mother's misfortune, the other says 'thankfulness' because Rahma's mother made them all become like this.

Bian's body was limp, almost collapsing, it was fortunate that Rio and Rangga immediately wiped it. "Go to the hospital." Rio told Rangga to have Bian straight out of the company, Rangga nodded in agreement.

"Randi you take care of everything, and make sure our cooperation with the mother is canceled, all those on this floor give the punishment that is worth it to them, if necessary just let it out. I don't want to have unprofessional employees like them, neglecting work for the sake of denouncing and berating others." Said Rangga to his secretary while addressing Bian, before he actually came out.

"Good, Sir." Randi secretary Rangga nodded steadily.

The faces of those people were pale, looking left right, blaming each other. The shadow of unemployment and hard to get a job as good as this is in plain sight.

Rahma's mother recalled the cancellation of her cooperation, ignoring the rest of Bian's vomit on her hair, even though she was actually feeling very disgusted. He chased Bian and Rangga back to plead, but his steps were held back by two guards called by Randi.

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