Revenge Target
Father's Request

"But, yeah-"

"This time, Bi, I'm asking you for something big." Doni met Bia who was working at the time. "It's not just for Dad, but for all of the company's employees. Dad has never asked for anything big from you" continued Doni at length.

Bia was frozen in place, it was true that all this time her father had never asked her for anything. More precisely not caring about Bia anymore, whether what is the reason for Doni changing towards him, Bia does not want to know and does not try to find out.

"Dad please, Bi, just this once."

Bia did not answer Doni's words, Bia was still in his place.

Bia gamang, Bia's a dilemma. On one side Bia wants to escape from the shackles of her parents but Bia is afraid of missteps, Bia is afraid she will get out of the crocodile cage and enter the lion cage.

"Alright, Bia agreed," said Bia after a long time thinking.

"Thank you, son, you're the best dad." Bia smiled wryly at the praise from her father.

"Yes, Dad. When are they going to the house?"

"Tomorrow night," Doni replied quickly.

"All right." Bia forced a smile on her lips.

While Doni smiles happily, his company will not fall bankrupt and the fate of the employees will be safe.

"Daddy said goodbye, I still have a lot of work to do." Doni got up from his seat, briefly staring at Bia who nodded her head.

After a long time there was finally a long conversation between him and his father.

Bia exhaled heavily, what kind of test would he face after this? Hasn't life been hard enough all this time?

"Bi?"

"Ah, Ma'am Wulan, sorry Ma'am, there was just my father," said Bia was not happy because he was silent while still working hours.

"What else, how about daydreaming?" Wulan instead sat in front of Bia, in Doni's former chair earlier.

Bia forced her smile again, all this time Wulan had been like a big brother to her. The woman in her 30s was very kind to her.

"Dad to fool me, Ma'am. He said his company was hit by a case and threatened to go out of business."

Wulan has always been a place where Bia shared her complaints all along.

"Who's the guy?"

"Addison Group's Heir," replied Bia weakly.

"Mr Devan? Wedding business?" ask Wulan. "You accept?"

Bia nodded her head. "I can't bear it, Ma'am. Moreover, it is not just the father that I consider, but the fate of the employees who depend on his life in the company."

"Why are you so nice?" ask Wulan again.

Bia smiled wryly again. "That's how weak fate is, Ma'am."

"You don't get too good, Bi." Wulan reminded.

"What can I do, Ma'am? You know how yourself," Bia replied again.

Wulan was actually concerned about the fate of Bia, how could his small shop hire the eldest daughter of a child of a famous company owner.

"Bak's sure you're able to get through this." Wulan looked at Bia with a hard to interpret gaze.

Actually if Bia wants, Bia could have fought but once again Bia stopped doing it for one reason or another.

***

Devan stands behind the large glass in his room, staring at the skyscrapers that are parallel to his office building.

Both of his hands were deliberately inserted into the pocket of his pants.

'This is insane! Everything is completely out of reason!' he swore in his heart.

In order to fulfill his ambition, Devan is willing to justify all kinds of ways. Including a wedding.

Marriage is something he never thought of before, but now it is in sight.

For him marriage is taboo, Devan does not like being in a bond.

"Devs?" Suddenly the door of his room opened.

"Tumben's in the office?" satir Gendis, Omanya Devan.

"I'm usually in the office, too, Ma." Devan leads Oma to sit on the sofa in her study.

"Oma hear you're going to do a business wedding with the daughter of the Subagja family?"

Devan smiled obliquely at the question of the woman who had been replacing the role of her parents. His oma still had a strong connection to spy on him.

"Yes, doesn't Oma want me to get married soon?"

"Devs?" Oma suddenly just stared at Devan sharply. "Don't mess with the wedding. Marriage is sacred."

"I'm not messing around, Oma," Devan replied casually.

Oma Gendis with her semi-formal sitting beside Devan gracefully, her gaze remained sharp towards Devan.

"When are you going to meet the Subagja family?"

"Tomorrow night, Oma."

"Prepare everything well, Oma doesn't want any mistakes. Immediately prepare the handover, Oma is tired and wants to spend the rest of Oma's life with momong great-grandchild" said Oma at length before passing away from Devan's room.

Devan sliced hearing his Oma's last sentence. "Yes, Oma."

Gendis Adiratna, an elderly woman who just celebrated her 72nd birthday last month, still serves as the commissioner of Addison Group, the legacy company of her late husband, Gabriel Addison.

Gendis wants Devan to replace her as commissioner who replaced her husband's duties that were gone 18 years ago, but Devan has been constantly buying time. Devan said he would take up the post of commissioner and chief director if he was married.

Soon Gendis seems to be really taking off his position and spend the rest of his life taking care of his plants in the back garden in his residence.

Like his old wish.

Devan dropped his back to the back of the sofa. Massaging his forehead because his head feels throbbing pain.

"Master?" greet Kean who entered Devan's room.

During this time only two people dared to enter the room himself without knocking on the door first, his Oma and the man who stood expressionlessly before him were.

"Yes?" reply Devan without moving from his position.

"You are sure to inject funds on your behalf personally to PT. For Food?"

"of course. Is something wrong?" ask Devan.

"Alright, I'll take care of it immediately with a notary."

"Hm."

"I'm sorry, sir," said Kean.

Kean passed by without waiting for Devan's answer.

"Kean," called Devan before Kena had just grabbed the door.

"Yes, Sir?"

"Get your men to prepare for tomorrow night" Devan said in an unchanged position.

"Any more, sir?"

"That's it, make sure the woman doesn't run away tomorrow night."

"Good, Sir." Kean completely left Devan's room after hearing the last command from his master.

Devan got up from his seat, then walked towards the refrigerator and picked up a soda drink, gulping down with one arm resting on the refrigerator.

The air today feels so hot in Devan's body, even though the air conditioning in his room is already quite cool.

Devan squeezed firmly into the old can of the drink that he had already gulped down.

Throw it roughly into the trash not far from where it stood.

"ASSHOOK!"

Seriate…