The One More Chance
Timebomb

Despite being in the same city, his Daddy never met him. Her daddy came home when she was asleep and went back when she was still sleeping. The security guard in front of his house had him interrogated, he even recorded the hours coming and going his Daddy.

Last night he waited for his Daddy's arrival to fall asleep on the living room couch, the morning the maid who had to wake up early woke him up.

Gea, he ran to his Daddy's room but the man wasn't there. Back Gea ran to the satpan and his body was limp for a moment when he heard his Daddy had not come home.

And in the end Gea was sitting in the lobby waiting for the man to arrive, she skipped school today.

"don't drive him to the director's house, he doesn't sleep all night he can explode....".

Sam spoke as he walked, The director understood who Sam meant, Gea running small following him.

Sam enters his car without realizing Gea entered first in the back seat, looking down so as not to be caught.

"ah..does he want to make Opa shock in the hospital again" grumbled Sam himself.

Gea remained silent in hiding.

"Hello dear... can you handle the office business.yeah he is crazy like it..." Sam seemed to be talking to someone on the phone. "in madura... Regan, her name is Regan...".

Regan's...

"yes, I'll see you later".

The car stopped, Gea peeked as if they were at the house of the Director Sam meant, Grandpa Arya's great-grandfather.

Gea got out of the car after Sam got down. It can be counted with the finger he set foot in the luxurious romah belonging to Grandpa Arya, because he did not like if he met him. The look he always gave her was always flat and cold.

"i could've hidden them again if you left now leaving behind your responsibilities as the company leader".

that's Grandpa Arya's voice. Gea walked over to the origin of the sound that turned out from the dining room.

Aryan's grandfather sat in his wheelchair, behind him Ibn stood firm, not far from him Abra stood up in a huff of Sam's thud patting him on the shoulder.

"is Daddy mad at Grandpa?" guma Gea hid behind a big urn.

"they are my wife and son Opa, more important to meet them than your company" roared Abra uncontrollably.

gea's forehead shriveled guessing who Abra called his wife and child, what was he and his mother?. Gea smiled and allowed his tab.

"was..what is their position above all else?" the sound of Grandpa Arya's voice is serank but with a tone as if to mock her. "why new now".

"from the beginning Zahra was everything to me" Abra sighed in a tone pressing every word that was thrown.

Zahra???

"no, it seems that even now you are more concerned about the woman and her child".

who are they talking about?. Gea began to feel dizzy guessing who they were talking about.

"you will not hold your child in your house until now, your brain and heart still can not be fully opened. cobala understand, if you are in the position of Zahra, if you are in the position of Zahra, asked to get back together turned out to be the house you once lived in there was honey and her child".

"i can't leave Gea".

"you have left her slowly, are you unconscious?, so it is better to leave her completely, return her to her mother".

Gea's body was limp for a moment, he sat on the floor and leaned against the wall.

"i purposely made you meet Zahra and Regan because I didn't want my great-grandson, a middle-educated Ganendra blood but one that wasn't my blood of highly educated descent".

"Gpa".

"go back to the office, finish your job.do not occasionally try to bring Zahra and Regan to step on the same house with honey and the child is not clear. Ibnu I want a rest".

Gea was silent in silence, her body was limp she could not move even a little. she was stringing everything in her tiny brain, her eyes reddened in tears.

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A few hours earlier.

Abra couldn't sleep overnight after reading information from Malvin. Silence as if frozen on the balcony of his room in the home of the US headquarters. All the information Malvin gave me was so detailed, so detailed since Zahra left it to this day. Even the information about Regan was also listed in it.

Abra cried the first time she found out, she wanted to be angry, disappointed and hit herself.

without feeling the eyes of the day had begun to rise, Abra remained sitting on the balcony staring at the sky with a blank look.

His realization came when he heard the simple screams of his men who were training behind the US headquarters house.

He glanced at his watch already showing eight o'clock, slowly he stood up despite a slight daze walking out of the room. Tofa and Nanda who were assigned to stand guard outside the door stood firm.

"get the car out now" he ordered.

Nanda ran first.

Tofa walked beside Abra, he noticed Abra's shabby shirt, still the shirt he was wearing, the disheveled hair and the empty eyes staring lifelessly ahead.

once in front of the house, Nanda handed Abra the keys. "want me to take Bang?" bargained for.

"don't, tell Sam to take care of my office and want a director".

Tofa gasped for a moment, he wanted to stop Abra's intention but the man had already entered the car and was smoking gas straight away.

Abra arrived at Grandpa Arya's house when he finished breakfast with Ibnu. Abra stood not far from him staring at every move Grandpa Arya made.

"quite longer than expected" Grandpa Arya said hoarsely.

Their gazes intertwined. Arya's grandfather rested his back on the wheelchair. "what is less clear than Malvin?".

Abra remained silent.

"need anything?".

"...".

"if you don't go back to your office".

"why Opa tega?" ask Abra raspy.

Grandpa Arya smiled wryly. "because you also have the heart for Zahra, why doesn't Opa?".

"i'm Opa's grandson".

"they're my daughter-in-law and great-grandson, more valuable than you crazy other girls".

Abra cannot wiggle.

At that moment Sam came and stood next to him without saying much.

"return to the company". his orders were firm even with a hoarse voice.

"do you think my condition can now take care of the company?".

Grandpa Arya smiled cynically at him. "then what are you going to do?" he asked in a defiant tone. "i could have hidden them again if you leave now leaving behind your responsibility as the company leader".

Abra's clenched hand held in anger, Sam patted her on the shoulder while whispering to act calm.

"they are my wife and son Opa, more important to meet them than your company" roared Abra uncontrollably.

He ignored Sam's whisper, he was completely uncontrollable this time, all night he harbored all the feelings that dabbled his chest alone without being able to be vaporized.

"was..what is their position above all else?" grandfather Arya's voice that is serank but with a tone as if mocking him makes Abra increasingly clenched his hands. "why new now".

"from the beginning Zahra was everything to me". Siss Abra with a tone pressing every word that was thrown.

Grandpa Arya's head shook her head, she linked her fingers to look at Abra sharply but warmly, a gaze that she had not given her for a long time, Hingha Abra forgot the last time her Opanya noticed herself as her one-time Grandson.

"no, it seems that even now you are more concerned about the woman and her child".

Abra's hand was loosening slowly.

"you will not hold his son in your house until now, your brain and heart still can not open completely".clearly but pierced the heart of Abra, as usual if Grandpa Arya advised him first. "cobala understand, but I understand, if you're in Zahra's position, asked to get back together turns out that the house you once lived in had honey and children".

"i can't leave Gea".

"you have left her slowly" Abra fell silent. "are you unconscious?, then it is better to leave her completely, return her to her mother".

Slowly Abra realized, he had left Gea without any news since he set up a kadi in Madura. Even they did not get to meet even though Abra had returned and lived in the same house.

"i purposely made you meet Zahra and Regan because I didn't want my great-grandson, a middle-educated Ganendra blood but one that wasn't my blood of highly educated descent".

"Gpa". The reprimand does not accept.

Grandpa Arya raised her hand not allowing her to speak. "go back to the office, finish your task. Don't occasionally try to bring Zahra and Regan to step on the same house with honey and an obscure child. Ibnu I want a rest".

Abra remained silent in his temple.

"think carefully, even if Opa wants to die but Opa is still able to hide your child and wife".

Abra was wide open, his chest tight to breathe irregularly.

Sam took a glass and filled it with water he drilled it on Abra but Abra's hand could not be lifted. Abra's body sank limp, sitting on the floor just like that.

Sam brought the glass closer to Abra's lips. "drink calm down first".

No way, Abra's lips quivered, his mouth opened but his chest was tight, his breathing was hunting for an instant.

All that was hidden as if a bomb that would explode, all this time Abra managed to hold everything but at this time everything seemed to squeeze his chest.

"TANTE DANCE...". Shouted Sam echoing.

Sampanik does not play to see the condition of Abra.

the first time that came was not Tari, wife and personal Doctor Grandpa Arya, but Gea who cried to see Abra lying there flapping hard to breathe.

Abra's hand returned Gea's hand before his consciousness was gone.

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