THE HEIR'S BEDMATE
Chapters. 4. Undecided

Feeling noticed, Laura covered her body parts with a sofa pillow. "I mean mister a-what?" Laura understood where Edward was going.

"Miss, think again about the offer my boss gave me, where else will the lady get that kind of money in 2 days". Jo seems to be heating things up.

"But Jo sir...". Laura shook her head again. He did not want to sell his body.

Edward pulled out a business card, wrote a row of numbers on the back of the card and thrust to Laura. "That's my personal number, maybe now you refuse, who knows tomorrow you change your mind, for now go home, you must be tired. If you want you can rest here".

"I'm sorry sir, I'll go back to the contract to get closer, thank you sir and Jo sir for listening to my story, I'm sorry". Laura got up and walked towards the door, she stopped when she remembered something. "Sorry, Jo sir, where are my car keys?" Closer back to the direction Johan was.

"This is Miss" Jo handed Laura the car keys.

Laura walked back to the door. Edward kept watching Laura's steps. "Jo.. Do you know what to do?".

"Sure boss". Jo got up and left Edward alone.

"Fra..Ara. You will definitely come to me again". Edward muttered with a smirk smile.

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Laura drove her car to the cafe where she worked. She wants to meet Yulia, her superior and the person she considers to be her own sister.

Johan faithfully followed where the old car that Laura was driving was.

"Yulia's kitchen". Johan muttered as he read the name of the place Laura was going to.

He got out of the car, fixed his appearance using sunglasses.

This place is quite large, although not a five-star restaurant. Johan chose to sit in a corner.

"Excuse me sir, please menu". A waitress came over to Johan.

"I ordered coffee and tiramisu cake". Johan returns the menu book to the waitress.

And the waiter resigned.

After a while, the waitress came again carrying Johan's order.

"Please sir, enjoy your coffee, is there anything else, sir?". The waiter smiled friendly.

Jo rolled her eyes across the room, but she could not find Laura. Didn't that girl come in here?

"I want to ask who owns this restaurant?" As he scoops a bit of the cake.

"This restaurant belongs to mbak Yulia tuan, according to the name of this restaurant". Answer the waitress politely.

"Do you know a girl named Laura Anastasia?" Ask Jo again.

"Lala, though,. Yes, we all know him. He's a part-time worker here. He was like a brother to Yulia". Another imbibing.

"Is there a problem with Lala sir?"

"No, I met him by accident and he made me curious". Johan said like a flirtatious man.

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Meanwhile, at the same time, in another part of Yulia's kitchen precisely in the room of the restaurant owner, Luara was sobbing in Yulia's arms. He told me everything he had experienced today.

"What should I do, Mbak..? I can't possibly let my sisters be abandoned. If it was just me, I'd let them displace the house. But there were my sisters, there was Maria's mother, Lily's aunt and the others, and if the parlour was taken, where would they go? They have no other home". Laura's crying was getting louder, she could not imagine her sisters were stranded on the street. They are almost partially in the age of responsibility, so it is very difficult to find foster parents.

"What about the offer the man made? You don't want to consider her ?" Yulia asked about the man, because Laura did not mention the man by name.

"Sir.do I have to accept his offer? But mbak I can't qualify that he gave mbak". Laura rubbed her cheek.

"My body is mad, he's gonna give me money, so long as I pawn my body to him?". Laura came back sobbing. Should he sell his body to Edward Hugo?

"God.. Everywhere rich men are the same. Because they feel they have it, they become all they want to be. Ma'am disagrees, don't do that. Your future is still long, don't destroy your future La". Yulia hugged that trembling body.

"I'm confused, ma'am, that home is my father's dream home. There's no way I'll let the parlor be taken from person”.

"You don't worry, La, you have savings. You use that alone, I think it's enough to pay your mother's debt". Yulia rushed to her desk to pick up the savings book in the drawer.

"But mbak..."

"Already La, you use this. There is no buts.

"Mbak. the loan shark asked for the money the day after tomorrow.." not yet finished Laura spoke, already cut by Yulia, already cut by Yulia,

"What if he asks for the day after tomorrow instead of the day after Monday ? You can still go to the bank to take the money in the morning, right?"

"But mbak.. Monday the red date". Laura said limp.

"Well.." Yulia gaping "red date? Gosh... Can't you give me money on Tuesday ?"

"I don't know mbak? Save the savings book first. I'll come again, pray I mbak, so I can all handle it". Laura stood up from her seat.

"Where are you going La, it's starting late in the afternoon, are you going home?".

"No mbak, I'll go home later with the money, now I'm going to the contract first". They hugged once again the sign of farewell.

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Johan goes back to where Laura's old car drove. After his coffee runs out, and his boss informs him about Laura, Ed asks Jo to stay there waiting for Laura to come out. And after almost 15 minutes, the car arrived in a simple yard.

Johan stopped not far from there. Seeing Laura locking the simple gate, Jo concluded that if it was Laura's rented house, she left the place.

*****

After cleaning up, Laura makes instant noodles for her dinner. Yeah no other food, because of her plan she'd stay at the parlour but instead it ends up like this now.

"Huft... What should I do?"

Only that word always crossed his head and came out of his lips.

Laura ate her noodles lazily, really she was confused at this moment. The opening of a handpone that directly shows the old wedding photos belonging to his parents.

"Dad... Mother.help me.. I'm confused where else to find that money”. Laura talked to her parents' photos.

Huhh…

“I hope there is a miracle tomorrow, and all these problems are resolved. Fathering.. Mother.. please tell God, that I am in need of help at this time”.

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