THE LAST
39. Really Missing

It's definitely Arga's inflamed. In addition to material losses, Arga must also set aside his personal interests. Forced to break his promise to a little girl, the daughter of his dream woman. Uh. Surely the little girl who copied her mother was disappointed.

It was like reneging on his promise to his dead son. His memory returned. He never could always make time for his son Devan. In the past, his guilt was not as big as it is now. After Devan's departure, things are no longer the same. The guilt swirled in his memory. The feeling of regret made him feel empty.

In the past, he had easily ignored his son, ignoring his son's wishes. He often saw the disappointed face of his son because of his rejection but not too dizzy. He did not know his son did not even get the full attention of his mother. His ex-wife was just as busy as he was.

Arga imagines Devan's disappointed face first and Tiara's sad face. The little girl now must have felt as neglected as her late son felt. Although Hania did not say anything about Tiara, Arga knew the little girl was sulking back. He did not want to talk to her by phone or video call. Yep. Girls are easier to express their feelings.

It was the third day the little girl avoided him. He feels guilty. Moreover, Hania did not blame him for promising something. The beautiful rabbit-eyed lady always comforted him and helped calm Tiara down. Makes him feel more calm.

"We can come back tomorrow morning sir", said Adi.

"Why tomorrow? Today can't?", bargained Arga.

"But tonight Mr. Reuben invites you to dinner at his residence. I don't feel good about rejecting it", Adi explained.

Arga. That's true what his assistant said. Mr. Ruben appreciates the goodwill of the Arga who came to see him directly in his country to solve their problems. So in return, the middle-aged man held a dinner for Arga at his residence. And fulfilling that dinner invitation was an honor for him. Although delaying his return.

"Yes already. You can rest now. Or go for a walk?", orders Arga.

Adi shook his head while chuckling.

"I can get lost later Sir", joked Adi, rejecting Arga's subtle offer.

It's not that Adi does not want to go anywhere while in the land of windmills. But from arrival until he will return home, the one he most wants is enough sleep.

Arga really took the best possible time to speed up problem solving in order to return soon. But there's a price to pay. The rest time is reduced.

And not a week ago they were in the country of origin of the tulips, the problem can be controlled. Even Mr. Ruben did not demand compensation and agreed to pay customs in full, because he felt he had a business friend who had the same vision.

The clock shows a 9-night figure less Jakarta time, when the plane carrying Arga landed seamlessly on the runway of Soetta airport. The handsome man went straight to the car that had picked him up. Mang Diman was already on standby in the pick-up area.

At 11pm, Arga had just arrived at his residence. Tired immediately led him to his bedroom. After cleaning himself up, he climbed into his comfortable bed. She fell asleep soon.

Beep beep beep beep.

The sound of alarms echoed in Arga's spacious room. Lazily pressed the alarm until his voice was no longer heard. Arga is back.

"Mas, have you come home?", Arga's eyes opened, as if he had heard Hania's soft voice.

His deeply memorized voice suddenly seemed to whisper in his ears. Hania Voice. The beautiful woman he was chasing. Arga looked to the right and to the left. Seeking the source of the sound. But the figure of the woman who recently filled his heart was not there. Arga got up and leaned on the head of the bed. He smiled thinly.

"Ah. I really miss it" he muttered and then chuckled to himself.

His cell phone is located just on the bed. Then start typing the message. To Hania. But soon after, he removed it. He wanted to see the beautiful woman but he remembered he still had to settle his affairs with Mr. Reuben.

Drrrt drrt.

The phone in Arga's grasp vibrated. His secretary contacted him.

"Good morning sir. I'm sorry sir, what time are you going to the office today? In order for today's meeting to be adjusted", Dian immediately grabbed as Arga greeted.

Arga glanced at the clock above the nightstand. 9 Hours. Uh. He missed a meeting this morning. Arga is putting her hair back on. He's not usually like that. Although tired, Arga will always come to his office on time. What's wrong with her? Does his endurance also weaken as his weakened heart submits to a woman?

"Demandate until 11" he ordered.

"Alright Sir", said Dian while nodding as if his superior was in front of him.

Arga prepared and immediately left for his office without breakfast. To the extent that Bi Sumi offers to bring Arga supplies. No doubt Bi Sumi's idea got a ruckus from Arga.

"No need to Bi, I will eat at the office", refused Arga.

"I left Bi, be careful at home", Arga's message he always said to the middle-aged woman who since childhood took care of him was.

"Yes Mas, be careful", Bi Sumi replied.

As usual, Arga drives his own car. Arriving in the lobby, Arga meets Adi who is deliberately waiting for him when he sees Arga mobik enter the company building area.

"So can the delivery be done next week? I don't want mistakes like last week repeated. Make sure it has been examined carefully!", said Arga.

The members of the meeting consisting of representatives of the import export division, compactly nodded. They should work extra thoroughly from now on. Arga has mengultimatum there is no dispensation for the same error next time.

"Well, today's meeting is over. I await the report. Good afternoon" said Arga, closing the meeting and leaving the room.

Tok to tok.

The knock on the door of Arga's room sounded loud, making the owner of the room undo the intention to rise from the seat of his greatness. The door opened and the appearance of Arga's secretary was beautiful and sexy but did not make Arga interested.

"Sorry sir, for lunch.", Dian's speech was cut off.

"I'm eating out", cut off Arga, Dian nodded.

He was already impatient to meet Hania and of course Tiara who was sulking.

"Later 2 o'clock, there's a meeting with Pak RnD division", Dian confirmed, Arga nodded.

"Only that's your agenda after the break" concluded Dian.

"Yes already, you rest too", orders Arga who is taken by Dian.

"Then, excuse me sir", Dian left the room after retreating.

Arga presses the intercom connected to Reza's room which is also Adi's room. Soon a knock on the door sounded again. Adi entered with his firm steps.

"Good day sir, there's something I can help you with" Adi said formally.

"Please replace me lead the meeting later, I have a need outside. You can confirm to Dian", Arga ordered.

Adi can only stop. That's his job. Replacing the role of his superior if the superior is not. Heh. Reza quickly returned. Suddenly he misses his partner and hopes his partner quickly returns. That way, his work becomes lighter.

Arga arrives at the restaurant Hania. His smile grew thin feeling his heart pounding. Exactly like the brother who will find his bluff.

Hania was sweeping the courtyard of her restaurant from her room on the second floor. Today, the restaurant is on reservation for the wedding reception so that he can relax for a while after preparing all the catering needs. The party on the first floor of his restaurant did not interest him in joining.

In the parking lot of a luxury sedan parked not far from the entrance. His gaze was fixed on observing the luxurious sedan. Like the sedan he knew. His eyes widened when he saw a tall athletic man get out of the car. Suddenly his smile expands. There was a sense of pleasure to search his heart for the sake of seeing the man. Somehow seeing the handsome man his heart immediately felt calm.

"Mas Arga is back?", he murmured.

With a quick step Hania down the stairs of her restaurant was about to approach Arga.

"Bu Hania, there's Mr. Arga" whispered an employee in charge of overseeing catering at the reception.

Hania just nodded. Obviously he already knows. Why would he have gone down in such a hurry if not to meet the handsome man.

The invited guest turned to look at Arga who entered casually without knowing there was a party going on. The women immediately admired his handsome face. Especially those who feel they are single. Even deliberately attracting the attention of the sturdy man. However, Arga whose gaze was only on a beautiful rabbit-eyed woman who was walking up to him, did not rub him. The man continued to walk quietly towards Hania.

"Come here?", greeted Hania with a perfectly fluffy smile, unable to cover up her turbulent feelings.

"Are you deliberately making a kayak gini event to welcome my arrival?", joked Arga while showing off a row of white teeth.

"I don't even know when Mas came home", said Hania on the sidelines of his piety.

Arga's hand greeted Hania's hand, then held her tightly and brought her over. I don't want to be a guest spectacle.

Hania took the handsome man to the second floor. Towards an open space overlooking the garden next to the restaurant. The breeze was blowing harder there. It was hot that day.

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