My Son Is My Strength
Bian's Dilemma

It was late afternoon, Arini was still focused on staring at his laptop. Doing something that he had not been able to do, occasionally checking some files and then signing it.

After finishing meeting with some of his clients, he also told Hana to go directly to the company. Not like always who went straight home. And so he was still doing some work in this room.

Tok...

The sound of Arini's door being knocked, Arini turned, then told someone there to enter.

"Good afternoon, Mom. Sorry to interrupt your time." Hana came in, walked up to Arini's chair now sitting while carrying some files in her hands.

"Sore too, Han. Well, it's okay." Arini looked at Hana. "What's wrong?" he continued asking.

"This, Ma. I've got some files you need to check and sign." Hana's handing out some important files. "These files you can sign tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Hana continued again, looking at the stacked files on Arini's desk.

"Good then, so I can finish some of these files first." Arini received some of the files from Hana's hand, and pointed to some other files with the look in her eyes for her to work first.

"Yes, Mom." Hana nodded. "Have you not come home yet?" Hana asked, seeing that Arini was still reluctant to move from her seat.

"I'll be home soon, you go home first." Arini replied focusing on her activities.

"Do I want to be with you?" Hana asks, getting a rejection from Arini.

"No, you go home. Again you must be tired after driving me to meet some clients earlier. I'll be home soon, maybe ten minutes." Arini shook her head, and told her secretary to go home first. Since he knew, surely his secretary needed a break now.

"Good, Mom. Then I'll go home first." Hana nodded, retreating, out of Arini's room.

"Yes, be careful on the road." Timpal Arini, and once again nodded by Hana before he came out of the room.

*****

"Sir, don't you feel tired working on that computer screen? I'm afraid your health will be compromised, if you work to force yourself like this." Said Rio worried to see his Master Bian Andi Pratama continue to work, without rest even just to eat his food.

Bian continued to focus in front of his computer screen, ignoring Rio as well as his voice which started to hoarse as it reminded him to rest.

"Master, you must rest. You can do that job next time, besides the time to do it is still a lot. You've been working since yesterday without a break." Rio's persuasion back, but as usual it wasn't directed by Bian.

"You haven't eaten, sir. So try tasting some of these foods, who knows your taste buds are back." Rio thrust out some food near Bian's desk, using a food trolley. But still, all the effort Rio put in did not get a response from Bian. Just look at it not.

Lately, Bian's mind has been distracted. His mind was fulfilled by Arini and Azzam. He kept thinking of the words of Arini who wanted to find a father for Azzam, thinking Arini and Azzam would part with him.

If he is honest, tell all the truth to his parents later. Then it can be ascertained what happened, he will really be a vagabond out there. He knows the nature of his father who never messes around in making a rule.

Moreover, the company where this works, Pratama Group, has not been definitively and officially on its behalf. He only served as CEO, hitchhiking his name, and kept in the highest title of this company.

Thinking about all that makes Bian more dizzy, he tried to run away from all that by working indefinitely like this. Hoping that when he was very tired, he could rest and forget for a moment his problems. And the shadow of those annoying thoughts, for a moment he could forget.

It was difficult for him to make a decision, on the one hand he wanted Arini and Azzam to be next to him. On the other hand he does not want to be a poor man and a rink out there, because anyway if he wants Arini and Azzam with him surely his parents will know what he did.

Argh.... It's really squeezing him right now.

He did not know whether his parents would accept Arini and Azzam. Nor does he know whether Arini would have accepted it if he had been poor for choosing him and Azzam.

"Sir...." Call Rio after his frothy mouth persuaded Bian, and at his sight this superior was daydreaming then again he called out the name of his superior. The one who did this immediately got a sharp look from Bian.

"Excuse me, Old--" Rio said cut off by Bian's clasping.

"CAN YOU SHUT UP." Bian snapped at Rio who immediately looked down feeling guilty.

"You know, my silence from now on was trying to hold back my emotions from yelling at you like this. But, my efforts turned out to be in vain. Your hoarse voice, like a broken cassette, really bothers my ears." Bian stopped his work. He leaned back in his great chair, circling there shutting his eyes, lightly twitching both sides of his head with one hand.

Rio who heard that was getting still frozen, did not reply, did not respond even with a body signal though. He cursed himself in his heart, should he give time to this superior.

Time for himself, time to be able to win him, time so that his boss can solve his problems that are not what it is. Rio did not know, and it seemed that he did not want to know so that his life could be calmer and more comfortable unlike this superior of his.

But, if he keeps letting Bian be like this. He will also get the sap, starting from doing all the work of Bian, and not to mention getting questions for questions from Mr. Dean Pratama because of Bian why it could be like this.

Satisfied spinning with his great chair, Bian stopped him, and got up from that chair with a slight stagger because his energy had been diverted to work and work all day yesterday and today.

He walked into a room that he had prepared to rest, the room was like his own. Because it has been equipped with a king-size mattress, a large television that is directly facing the bed, the nightstand on which has been stored decorative lights, and a large television, then in the corner of the wall there is a refrigerator with two doors inside which has been filled with various kinds of food. Starting from snacks, fruits, drinks, and others. However, it was never touched by Bian at all.

And not only that, in the room there is also a toilet in which it is equipped with expensive products owned by Bian and other items that should be in the toilet.

Bian continued walking, ignoring Rio the secretary who was still loyal lowered his head where he stood.

*****

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