Reyhan, My husband
Uncle's Advice

"Oh my God, what is your problem?"

After Reyhan left the house that took Nayla away from her apartment, suddenly Satya's face felt pain from the blow.

Hah, husband and wife are the same.inner Satya.

It was Nayla who slapped him hard.

Not treated yet

in addition, Reyhan who punched him twice with even harder.

Until, the corner of his lips bled.

And, next to him a bruise with a purplish blue color began to be seen. Making the uncle began to panic to see the condition of his nephew's face.

But Satya knows, though,

the punch was well deserved.

It seemed, Satya was completely aware of her mistake.

"If your mom finds out, she'll be in shock."

Not just that, though,

the condition of the apartment due to the rest of the party last night was also very messy. Used bottles scattered on the floor. Making a sense of dizziness increasingly become lodged in his head.

"Here too, you're fighting here?" Peering from the empty side next to Satya, the uncle just shook his head to see the condition of Satya's apartment in disarray.

"No uncle. No fight." The rebuttal was quick, before another scolding came out of the middle-aged man's mouth. "Uncle let's go in. Sit down first." Satya invited her uncle in, and told her to sit on the sofa a little neater than anywhere else. "Sorry uncle, messy."

Nope.

This is no longer a mess of his name. It looks like a broken ship. "Satya, wash your face first..."

Grinned stiffly, then scratched his own nape.

After her uncle sat quietly on the living room sofa, Satya immediately went to the bathroom near the kitchen. Quickly he washed his face.

Cleans the remaining blood that had poured out from the corner of his lips.

Fortunately, it is,

Maureen and Bella are out of the apartment. If not, then,

he was in front of Uncle !

Not forgetting, though,

Satya also contacted someone. A mother she used to call to clean her apartment every one week twice.

"What would you like to drink? Coffee?" Ask from the kitchen.

"Whatever."

Carrying a tray of hot milk coffee, Satya walked in the guest room. Approaching the uncle who sat there sweetly, while occasionally playing his phone.

And then, Satya sat down next to him.

"No way, uncle came with the same?" Ask her origin.

Glancing at Satya sharply, the uncle began to interrogate his careless nephew. "The uncle should have asked, is there a problem are you the same Mr Reyhan?"

Sipping coffee, on the sidelines of his voice.

"Ohh, just be uncle. The problem of youth." Respond casually without guilt and worry. Satya still does not know, the great danger that is ready to pounce on him in front there.

Sighing deeply, the middle-aged man who had begun to master the condition tried to be patient while digging deeper into the information. Trying to understand the situation that occurred, so as not to take wrong steps in taking action. "Then, what was his wife here?"

"That's... Satya deliberately told him to.

So, gini...

Actually, Satya's problem is the same as his wife, because the man does not accept, he said,

yaudah, Satya against you."

"God..." Almost spouted coffee liquid from his mouth,

Instantly, the uncle turned towards Satya. Glared at him sharply. Raising his tone, the uncle cursed Satya loudly. "Basic stupid ! How many times did my uncle say,

don't go around looking for the same people's problems."

Satya tilted her head to look at the uncle, with perfectly rounded eyes.

The reaction shown by the uncle made Satya dumbfounded. Why so much exaggeration?

"Oh my God, Satya..." Shaking his head in wonder. "This you, you purposely want to ruin your life? Do you know who Reyhan is?

Should, if you want to find problems with people, find out first who your enemies are. Find out the background."

Grinning confidently, Satya defended herself. "I already know who Reyhan is. I've already found out before uncle."

Deliberately stopping his speech, Satya downed his drink.

"He's nothing more than a bookstore owner."

Satya's spontaneous answer made the uncle glare more and more sharply at him. The middle-aged man was aware of a great danger that could destroy the company. "The bookstore owner you said? Your nutmeg is the owner of a bookstore. Here, would you like uncle to hang you?"

"Why uncle?" Screeching backwards, as the uncle started to advance and wanted to hit him.

Don't let me.

The wounds of the husband and wife's punch were still felt, not until the man in front of him hit him too.

Whahuh?

Rounding his eyes and back dumbfounded, uncle's speech just now able to make Satya stiff body stiffened for a few seconds when he realized a big stone was ready to hit him in the next few days.

Die me ! "What is uncle?"

"Why do you think uncle came here with Mr. Reyhan?"

"But Reyhan did work as a regular employee at GMT.."

"Truly stupid." The next second, a light slap landed perfectly on Satya's cheek. Makes the man go back to grimacing in pain.

Duh, sick uncle !

If only, Satya could fight in front of the man. If only the one in front of him was not an uncle, Satya would have invited him to fight.

"He owns GMT Satya. And he's here to see you, as a potential leader in our company. He wants to get to know you, as his partner working together."

Silence of a thousand languages.

As if, all his mistakes had been automatically twisted in his brain.

Absolutely not Satya kira, Reyhan, Reyhan,

nayla's husband turned out to have so much power.

"Oh my God.. Should I how uncle?"

How many times has Joan reminded Satya to be careful of Reyhan?

And,

how many times has Satya ignored the threat?

Fuckin !

Really stupid.!

"You remember, we're not done. I'll definitely give you a calculation."

Nayla's husband's threat, that,

it haunted his mind. The happy face of Merry who aspires to be a flight attendant suddenly darkens, black and does not seem to glow in Satya's mind.

With the face of my mother,

the ones that come up with tears.

Satya is afraid,

Their economic needs will be threatened because there are problems with the company.

The company he founded is in big trouble. And all of that was his own result.

Though,

it was the company that supported his entire family. From the company papa that, Merry and Mama can get what they want.

"Uncle, what should Satya do?"

"Yes, you think to yourself. If you can't solve your own problems, how can you lead your family's company?"

How can Satya think when her condition is not okay like this? The man breathed slowly.

Suddenly dead-end, his brain could not work together at all. For the moment, for,

he had absolutely no idea what kind of way to go against such a large company.

"I'm sorry for it right." The uncle's spell suddenly made Satya silently grin without a word.

Apologizing? To Reyhan?

"No. Satya doesn't want uncle."

Shaking his head refused.

Apologizing to Nayla's husband is tantamount to admitting guilt and defeat. In addition, it can lower her self-esteem as well, and most annoyingly, it can be,

It could make Reyhan a big head.

Satya didn't want that to happen.

"Far uncle to this area is only for you, for your company.

What you attacked was Reyhan's family, so if he attacked your family, who would you blame but yourself? Remember Satya, though,

your company won't be able to fight that big company"

Still quiet, though,

he thought of other ways he could do other than apologize.

"I'm sorry, he must have forgiven you."

"No, uncle." While continuing to shake his head.

Irritated, irritated,

The uncle stood up, tidied up his clothes and walked towards the door.

"Then, it's up to you. Enjoy the fruits of what you have done."