Reyhan, My husband
Headstrong

That world, that world,

Like shadow.

The more pursued, the more distant he became.

Then, leave it ! Let him come closer.

Brakk !!

The third blow Satya threw at the sofa table in his apartment. He repeatedly cursed.

He repeatedly got angry.

"Brengs*eek !"

The man's breath was hunting. His chest up and down portrayed an infinite level of anger.

"Who's messing with me, Jo..."

"Where do I know ." Reply Joan from the side, who was a little worried when he saw the unrest in Satya.

No. gabe. Not little.

Joan had been worried since Satya first called and told her to come to the man's apartment. Moreover,

Nights like this.

"How dare he.." Speaking in a low tone. But, full of emphasis. Satya stood up, took another laptop in her room.

So, uh,

right from the moment he cut off his phone connection with Nayla, one call from another number went into his phone.

Knowing who was calling, Satya immediately received the call and began to ask. "Yes uncle. What's up?"

Apparently,

the one who called Satya was her uncle.

Uncle who used to be his papa's private secretary. And since his papa was dead, then now his uncle was the one temporarily replacing him to lead the company.

Surely, while waiting for Satya ready to be a real leader.

Long-term, the uncle explained to Satya, about the condition of his family heritage company that was a little shaky. The company that will belong to Satya in the future, is in a condition that is not okay.

His company's data security system has a high level of security, there is someone who can attack him.

And that was enough to make his company a little shaken up.

There's some missing data, though,

make some employees have to start working again from the beginning.

Meetings with several clients also had to be postponed, and some work on large projects also had to be delayed.

To the point of incurring a loss, quite large.

Satya forgot, though,

exactly what my uncle said. But, there was one sentence that made Satya unable to stop thinking about it until now.

"Who are you playing with, Satya? Stop stupid.! Stop making trouble. Before your company closes and goes out of business !"

The uncle said loudly earlier, making Satya was shocked and kept the phone away from his ear.

"Either, if you want to fight people, find out first who you want to fight..!" Shirt Joan with half annoyance.

Heh, man,

Satya felt like she was not making trouble with any great person.

Satya glanced at the cynical friend who was beside her. "Gue didn't make trouble with anyone, Bangs*at !" Then Satya returned to his place, and began to open another laptop that contains important data of his company.

"Related?" Joan asked in disbelief.

"Yes, except for Zeko and the man.."

"Nayla's husband?"

"Hem" Answering briefly, Satya focused on all the data on the laptop he checked.

"Lo's sure he's a mediocre man..?"

Satya exhaled a rough breath. The bottle of canned with a star emblem and immediately gulped down its contents quickly. "Of course sure. I've found out who that guy is.

He was nothing more than the owner of the Gramedia bookstore. And, the regular employees at GMT Group."

"What cooking?" Putting two nuts in her mouth, Joan slightly could not believe that Reyhan was an ordinary man.

"Lo don't believe in my abilities?"

Yes, Satya almost never misses when it comes to finding out someone's background.

But, still Reyhan's words at that time greatly disturbed Joan's mind.

"He is a newcomer. Built a bookstore and has successfully opened branches in several other cities. His bookstore business was indeed quite successful, but he had absolutely no history of leading the company.

Yes, except working at GMT Group. That too, he only officially became a permanent employee shortly after successfully completing his education."

"That's all?" Joan squinted her eyes, still a little in disbelief.

"Oh one more..."

"What?" Expect information from Satya this time is important information. So Joan can deduce who Reyhan really is.

"He also took care of some street children. Sort of have an orphanage."

Joan's surprised.

Right, the man was really surprised. In his heart, awe rippled at the figure of Nayla's husband, who became Satya's rival.

Where is a guy like that? Crying Joan's heart.

He lost far, man.! Joan was far less than Reyhan.

Especially, Satya.

Satya is okay compared to Nayla's husband. So, Joan was not surprised that Nayla was dead and chose the man over Satya.

But, uh,

Joan was a loyal friend. So he had no choice but to remain on Satya's side. Supporting the man, while occasionally giving advice to Satya.

Which of course, Satya would never hear advice from him.

"Just believe me Sat, he's not a random person."

No, already know Satya will not hear, Joan still gave input to Satya.!

Satya who was focused on checking the data on her laptop felt unacceptable with Joan's conclusion. "What the hell lo.."

Joan raised her head that had been leaning against the sofa, to align it with Satya's face. "Believe in me.

From his personality alone, I knew he was no ordinary person. He's calm, relaxed. He's good at controlling things. And people like that, certainly not ordinary people."

"Diem lo's.! You don't know anything Jo.!"

No, the more mockery that Joan gets every reminds Satya.

That guy was always like that.

Underestimating the input of Joan, without taking the slightest consideration.

What is Joan so stupid?

You are stubborn Satya !

"The data system in my company also has a fairly high security Jo.

Don't be that guy who has never wrestled in the corporate world, a big enough opponent company in my city just can't hack it. Moreover, the man."

Satya again sipped his drink, took a short break from his activities to check the data on the screen.

Then, he turned to look at Joan. "Lo thinks, where does he have access to try to attack my company's data? Understand what he's about the company other than the files that need to be revised"

"Who knows.." Joan answered quickly. "Lo is Sat's habit. Don't just fremerehin' someone." Me included. "Let's find out one more time, but there's still time."

"Don't, ogah."

Satya also begins to get caught off guard, her debate with Joan will not be endless if Satya does not stop her.

"That's Jo. Don't ribet.

I'm sure he's not the one. He won't be able to do that far with my company."

"Yes already..."

Joan surrendered. Raise your hands as proof of his surrender. This time Joan chooses silence, accompanying Satya in her apartment while finishing the contents of the man's refrigerator.

Yeah, what else would it be?

Satya called her, did she tell Joan to come to her apartment to accompany Satya?

Anyway, anyway,

whatever came out of Joan's mouth, Satya didn't hear at all, did he?

"Eh, how come you don't have any intention to disturb the street children that Nayla's husband takes care of? Any time you fuck one of them, the guy gives up and hands Nayla over?"

Satya grunts. Again he lyrics Joan who was casually put a snack in her mouth. "Gue wasn't that savage the other time Jo. They're small, don't know anything about my problems like that guy.

Anyway, I have Merry. He was just as small when he left papa. I can't have it."

Goody.

Joan was a little relieved to hear that. Honestly, the question was just looking for answers, whether Satya still has a heart, or not.

"But how's your baby?"

The sudden question made Satya sneer. Joan hit her head hard because it reminded her of a child.

The corner of his heart was in pain. It was sliced when she remembered the last word she said to Nina in this apartment of hers.

Satya was a little sorry. Only, he refused to admit his regret.

"Gue was sure, he would be fine if it was Nina." Mumbled softly. Only Satya herself heard it.

"Btw, have you heard? Today, he's back here for the next few weeks. Make the move file."

"No. Not connecting with me at all" Satya replied casually.

"He's making a gathering. Tomorrow malem. Can you, right?"

Satya. Remembering his schedule these few days.

Tomorrow night huh? It is like having another activity.

But, what?

Instantly he remembered. "Can't I. I have an event.! Next time, huh? People are here a week."

"Yes eahh" Joan throbbed. "What the hell way are you.? I usually never refuse."

"Sorry, my show's more important." Ignoring Joan's annoyance, Satya stays focused on her laptop. "Much more important."

"Alah eloo's... Except for Nayla's business, what's more important than collecting threes?"

Satya no longer answered.

However, behind his face, the man smirked meaningfully.