The European Sky King
MEMORY PIECES

Megan nibbles her nails in the car. A pile of hatred towards the girl who gets the attention of her next-hand love.

"Who's the girl?" Megan muttered in the car. she found Aiden had gone from the restaurant first.. I don't know where the cold guy went but that's not the main problem right now.

Megan stared at the screen of her phone contacting one of her dependable colleagues.

...[.Outgoing Call]...

^^^"Hallo!"^^^

"Megan, what brings you to call me?"

^^^"I need your help now!"^^^

"What's wrong?"

^^^"Can you investigate one girl?"^^^

"Ohh.. Who offended you this time?"

^^^"The story is long! I sent her clear via short message."^^^

"OKa I'll wait!"

...[.Disconnected Call]...

Megan sent me the name and hometown of the girl she knew.

MAXIMILIANO TENT

Aiden entered his brothel which looks crowded visitors this weekend.His men are many who welcome the arrival of his big boss who visited in tacenda.

"Where's morgan?"

"In the boss's way!" Aiden nodded.His feet stepped into his private room.

Kreakkk

Seonggok humans have been waiting for him on the sofa.what brings him here, of course, less work certainly.

"You're short on work?" Aiden took off the suit he was wearing as an exterior on the hanger.

"I've been busy preparing for a new branch as long as you're not here, still saying I don't have a job!" Daylon cheers on her boss instead of her best friend.

"God! Still got time to drift around, busy what?" Daylon could not hear the words that were pointed at him. Daylon rose from the sofa approaching his big boss in his big chair.

"Emm. I heard there are people who are in the midst of romance problems!" Aiden ignored the innuendo that daylon threw at him. His eyes stared intensely at the data on his computer while busy signing a few piles of documents.

"I'll help you with your complaints, man!" Aiden was caught off guard by his best friend's bullshit.he put his pen on the table with a rough.

"Are you really lacking work?" Aiden threw a fierce look at his best friend who acted silly in these hours.

"I'm kidding! Why so serious." Daylon moved up the couch again, letting his big boss concentrate on the pile of work that awaits him.. play the phone while spending snacks on the table.

Aiden himself does not know what to do here who is the boss and who is subordinate.. aiden could have kicked him out of the tacenda. whenever he wanted.

Aiden sighed resignedly to the behavior of his best friend.

Tok

Morgan stepped into the workroom of his big boss still found a little boy in his room.In working hours instead of doing his job just relax in front of his big boss.. not afraid to die.

"Have come?" Morgan bent his body.

"Just now boss!"

"Where is the progress of construction buildings in Asia?" His eyes remained focused on the computer screen and the document paper piled up on his desk.

"Current boss.only development in malaysia still need official approval from the representative board of malaysia!"

"Is there a problem?"

"He wants a big boss who intervenes directly in dealing with this!"

Aiden held back his hand movements his activities paused for a while.heard there were new problems again.all always could not run smoothly as his expectations.

"Who's the representative of his board members?"

Morgan stepped forward to approach his big boss's desk.

"His name is Datuk Darul Muttaqien!" Aiden took a small paper.the business card of the council member who would deal with his this time.

"Can I call him?" Morgan lowered his head.

"Could, by spouting your name, he would understand!" Aiden nodded understanding the intent of his men's words.

"You can go first!" Morgan resigned from the work room of his big boss.daylon rose from the sofa. approached aiden at his desk.

"I heard he's good at limiting the movements of his opponents.Be careful at his strategy games!"

"I'll call him first!" Aiden will confirm the truth of his colleague's speech through his tone.then Aiden can draw conclusions about this old man.

Aiden took his mobile phone. pulled out looking out the central building tacenda in this potugal.. aiden stared at a scrap of business card from underneath.aiden recalls his memory. his name felt familiar in his ears.

There is a sense of indecision that envelops this big boss tacenda. The paralyzing fear of his confidence.pushing him to the brink of death.. aiden had forgotten something in his memory.His hand gripped tightly his hair.the daylon realized it. approached her colleague who was in a troubled groan.

"What's wrong? So difficult?" Daylon embraces the stocky shoulders of his best friend.the radiance of sad eyes aiden as if it can cut the heart of anyone who sees his condition now.

"Something's wrong with me!" Daylon finds his best friend's chaotic look leading Aiden to sit on the couch in his study.

"Speak clearly. Tell me! You know grandpa darul?" Daylon pulled a business card from aiden's hand.

"I. don't know! Something bothered my mind as soon as I heard her name. There was something I had forgotten!" Aiden rubbed his face that suddenly sweat.this piece of memory.reminds his old wounds.aiden had been pierced by a group of gangsters who were very terrible in the city of Gurry.. at a very young age.

What is his relationship with darul.aiden could not find a fragment of memory that disappeared in his memory. Daylon took a glass of water for his best friend.only this time daylon found a very impressive look *despair* like this from his best friend who for a dozen years grew up with him in Europe.

Aiden gulped down the water.His hands were shaking violently.daylon felt the cold coming out of his partner's body.

"I'm taking you to the break room!" Daylon helped to get aiden into the break room in his study.just briefly lay on the bed.aiden immediately closed his eyes.

Daylon pulls a blanket over Aiden's entire body after helping him open his shoes.. found a new daylon coming out of his big boss's resting place.

"Boss?" Daylon held him.

"Inside, I want to talk to you about something!" The serious looks of daylon make morgan fret... Did something happen to his big boss?