Reaching Hope
Chapter 17 Old Luka Juan Hartono

"Hello ma, the girl refused my money! He just left, she's a stubborn girl" Mr. Danuarta told his wife on a mobile phone.

"What Mama is trying to talk to, maybe fellow women can understand each other" he added.

"Yes well, try to think about the plan so that the girl can not refuse! Did Papa have the girl's cell phone number, didn't Papa say Juan bought her a cell phone" his wife asked.

"Later I ask my man, Ma," said the man.

"Ok, sms later. Mom is driving this," she replied.

"Ok, Mama don't speed," said Mr. Danuarta attentively.

"Yes honey, do not be late to eat his stomach later kumat loh," said his wife did not want to lose.

"Yes my dear, see you later" said the Husband before ending his call.

***

"Juan Cindy's friend is having an event at her college, she's inviting us all to come tonight" Clara said after the misunderstanding was cleared.

"Is he your brother's girlfriend?" asked Juan to investigate.

"It seems not yet, but I can see that Bima's brother likes my brother," explained Clara full of excitement.

"You are so sensitive to others, but why was it so insensitive to my feelings" Juan said with a face made to frown.

"Sorry, I'm just self-conscious. I was too afraid to hope" replied Clara.

"Honey I'm just joking, we leave together later to Bima's event yes," said Juan made Clara happy.

"Ah really, sister Cindy must be happy," he said with sparkling eyes.

"Judah I go first yes, I'll pick you up tonight. Promise yes Dear, do not disappear like that again," said Juan seriously, staring straight into the net Clara.

"Yes, I'm sorry" replied Clara, holding both her ears. Juan was angry at him.

He stared at the man's departure with a faint smile. The friendly lambaian did not forget he gave, releasing the departure of the lover. In his heart he prayed that all this happiness would come true.

***

Bruk.. heard the door open violently. Juan widened his eyes all over the room, there was nothing he was looking for. It turns out Mr. Danuarta is in a meeting.

"Tell Papa I'm in his room!" juan's orders to his father's secretary.

Juan looked sharply at the woman, he did not want to be denied. The woman ran away looking at her master's gaze. Immediately he told Mr. Danuarta who was meeting. Juan is famous for being cold and indifferent among them, Mr. Danuarta is more considered human because he can still smile at others. Actually Juan's father is not a bad person, only he does not like his son to be with a girl who is not from the same class.

"What's the matter Juan? Don't you usually visit me here?" he looked at Juan in his room.

"Can't I come visit, Pa?" juan asked, cold.

"There must be something important, usually you never care about me, even with your mama" he said to make Juan careless.

"Don't make it up, I was alone even when I was a kid! You are just busy with work and things that are about money!" firmly Juan.

The Juan family was very rich, because they were hard workers. They are resilient businessmen. All kinds of business opportunities they always try, even though some of them fail. Starting a business in the field of culinary, property, stocks, travel, travel and even HR (Human Resources) they have done. But behind the abundant treasure was a human child who longed for them, thirsting for affection. Only the nannies and the workers at home thought he really loved her. Because they really care for little Juan with affection, even though Juan is aware they get a wage to take care of him. Yet he did not care, all he knew was that they were there at all times for him.

Juan immediately brushed off the shadow of his childhood, a wound that never dried for him. He did not want his children to experience what he had felt. The emergence of Clara who is so motherly according to him, makes him want to immediately release his bachelor time.

"You always bring up the problem, who are we for? just for your happiness, in order to give whatever you want" said Juan's father no less firmly.

"Do Mom and Dad know what I want? just ask me never, how are you gonna know?" juan asked, starting to scream.

"I don't need your money, I don't need your possessions! I just want to live like everyone else.Mama made provision, school ushered by Papa, and other things that I think are very beautiful. But.." she said again, her net began to blush withstanding the pain that had long filled the hollow recesses of her heart.

The middle-aged man sighed deeply, his heart quivering at the mere words of his son. He never expected Juan to hate him so much, even though he felt his son should be proud of his achievements so far. He didn't feel there was anything wrong with his way. He thinks Juan is too dramatizing.

"That's it... What's your purpose here just to blame me for the past?" ask Mr. Danuarta trying not to get carried away by the flow. He did not want to fight with his son.

"What did Papa do to Clara? why did Papa meet her?" asked Juan without further ado.

"Oh, the girl complained apparently," he replied.

"He said nothing, just said David drove him to meet you" Juan told his father.

"But I knew from his face that he wasn't okay, what did Papa say?" ask Juan.

"I told him to leave you. She was too young and just a poor girl! He is not worthy of the son of a Danuarta Hartono!" juan's father insisted frankly.

"Then what kind of woman does Papa think is worthy of me? Rich people, lots of business? Got a lot of shows to never go home, do you?" asked Juan cynically.

"Don't equate my criteria for finding a wife with you Pa! We're different, so don't ever mix my business with Clara again! If Papa does it again, it means Papa has to prepare to lose me." Juan said very seriously. He passed by slamming the door.

"Ahk... less aj*ar." said Mr. Danuarta.

Clot.. There was the sound of objects falling from Mr. Danuarta's desk. He was upset not playing, now the room has been messy made. Juan had such a stubborn streak, so he knew Juan wasn't messing with his words. For a long time they have not talked for long, now there is even this incident. You can make sure their relationship gets worse. His only hope is his wife, he must succeed in making the poor girl go away if he does not want to lose his son. A son whose body is always near, but whose heart is always far from him.