TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 77. MISCONCEIVED.
(Jengukin neng Dara first, kasian has long been in the actor's wine so he used to enjoy his new home)
In Mr. Jatmika's office, incidentally that morning after driving the twins to Dara school took time to his father's office, he asked him to meet him because he wanted to convey something.
"Excuse me, is Mr Miko in his office?" dara asked the receptionist who this time tied her hair into one to the back of it.
"Mbak Dara huh?" he asked after scanning Dara's familiar-looking face.
Dara nodded, and the receptionist invited Dara directly to the special elevator.
"Please, Ma'am. You're waiting for me in his office."
Dara nodded and thanked him, then again swung his steps towards the elevator which would immediately take him to the floor where Mr. Jatmika's office was located.
"Hah, it could be that oil palm farmers have Segede gini offices," kekeh Dara who still continues to admire the beauty of the scenery from the translucent elevator glass to all the scenery and the bottom look so clear.
But those who have a phobia of heights better not to rise, because it can cause panic attacks.
"Assalamu'alaikum," said Dara while opening the door of Mr. Jatmika's office which until now no one knows if Mr. Jatmika is the biological father of Dara.
The employees of his father only know that Dara has a business relationship with their boss who is known to have business branches in various fields.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, finally the beautiful son of the Father arrived." Mr. Jatmika stretched his arms to be able to hug Dara.
They hugged for a while, until Dara took off her embrace from the sturdy body of her Father.
"What's wrong, why suddenly tell Dara here?" dara asked while sitting on the sofa in the room followed by Mr. Jatmika.
" So, I want an infestation at your boutique."
"What's? Investing?" sentak Dara was shocked, because he who had always stood alone never thought there would be a party offering cooperation to him, even though his own father Dara did not even think of getting there.
Mr. Jatmika nodded incantation. "Yes, is it wrong? How come you seem so surprised?"
Dara set her expression and took a deep breath first before continuing her conversation.
"But ... but .. why?"
Mr. Jatmika chuckled. "Yes for Dara's benefit. That time doesn't really understand? Your boutique is crowded, and began to know many people, certainly many benefits that can be obtained if you can make your own convection."
Mata Dara increasingly buyak wide. "What's? Con-convection?"
"Yes, the convection itself. Your own brand, your time is not thought of until there anyway? Your boutique is famous." Mr. Jatmika reveals what he knows .
While enjoying his morning coffee, Mr. Jatmika awaits Dara's answer that looks still shocked.
"Where? Don't think too late, opportunities don't come twice. It's time you succeed and prove to your ex-husband that basket eyes if you can move forward even without him."
Dara seemed to digest the last words of his Father, it felt that what he said Mr. Jatmika had a point as well. Although not vengeful but Dara also wants her ex-husband and her brother who the actor saw how she could succeed without the shadow of them who turned out to be a shame in her life.
"Ahh, uh how's it going, Paak?" ask Dara gelagapan.
Mr. Jatmika took a breath. "Well, what's your decision? Want or not work with your father? You stay waiting for your decision, later if yes stay you ask in Halim who takes care of everything."
Hearing the name Halim mentioned, Dara recalled how last night the twins whined to her asking Halim to be their new Papa. Even funny again, Fatur also asked Zaki to be his Papa at once because he wanted to have both of them become Papa Fatan's replacement. It was as if the two of them had completely forgotten their birth father.
"Geez, daydream again? What the hell are you, Dara? How did you notice from that daydreaming continues?" urged Mr. Jatmika senewen.
Dara chuckled and moved the seat next to her Father. Spoiled melendot on the arm of the Father who has always spoiled him.
"Yes, yes, sir. Dara agreed that he had to work with you. You are right, Dara must prove the same Mas Fatan and Indi if Dara will be successful without them." Dara's eyes seemed to glow full of burning determination.
Pan Jatmika stroked the head of Dara who was leaning on her shoulder gently, for many years she had longed for this moment, and only now could it be done after all the conditions were different. But it does not matter as long as his favorite daughter is still beside him and under his supervision even though it is unknown to Dara himself.
"Yes, I will support you completely. Trust me, they will regret ever betraying you."
Dara nodded confidently, in her heart the determination was already unanimous, just waiting for the execution only.
"Thank you for always being the best and greatest for Dara, sir. Forever Dara will not forget all the goodness of the Father, only the Father who wants to help when Dara slumped like this. May the Gusti of God avenge all, sir." Dara tightened her embrace on Mr. Jatmika's body.
Mr. Jatmika hugged him back and dropped a kiss of affection on his daughter's forehead.
Chequek.
"Excuse me, Boss Miko. There's a file that needs to be signed immediately."
Mr. Jatmika's secretary came in at an inopportune time. When Mr. Jatmika just took off his kiss on Dara's forehead. Until the secretary was gawking and speechless.
Quickly Dara took off his embrace in the body of the Father, so Mr. Jatmika who immediately improved his position. But it actually triggered further misunderstandings in the secretary's mind.
Now Mr. Jatmika even looks like a pedophile who was caught hugging his underage lover. Though no one knows that Dara is the biological child of Mr. Jatmika.
"Ekhem! Get the file." Mr. Jatmika stood up and fixed his suit.
Dara patted his head realizing that the behavior of Mr. Jatmika would actually make misunderstandings worse.
" I-yes, sir." The secretary approached and gave him a piece of paper along with a map complete with a pen on it.
Sometimes his eyes glanced at Dara who now seemed to cover her face with both hands. Because annoyed with the behavior of Mr. Jatmika who did not explain their status to his subordinates.
"Here, please come out. Next time if you want to go in make it a habit to knock on the door first, do not just start looking away," ketus Pak Jatmika on his secretary.
"I-yes, fine sir. Sorry in advance" said the secretary nervously. And then he immediately covered out of the room and closed the door again.
Dara opened her face and stared irately at Mr. Jatmika.
"Why didn't you just say that Dara is actually the son of the Father? If later the secretary even spread news that is not how? Can be stamped women are not really Dara, sir!" amuk Dara while shaking his waist in front of Mr. Jatmika who is now only stunned for a long time.