The Owner of the Heart
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"Chantika knows, Mother. If the current financial problems of the orphanage make Mother Fatimah very confused. But, that was not the answer Chantika wanted. There's something else that I'm still a secret against Chantika, right now! how could you keep that burden to yourself. Be honest with Chantika, Mother! You know that Chantika loves you more sincerely, more than my own life, Mother!" chantika said revealing all the uneg-uneg and all the tiredness that enveloped her heart. He could no longer hold back the swift tears that came out from his two beautiful eyes.

By force Fatimah's mother began to tell Chantika. Two guests were not invited.

"Yesterday there was a man from Mother Inneke Kusumawati to make a deal, if you want to sign a marriage agreement with her son. Then this orphanage will not be riled up" explained Mother Fatimah with a blank look in front of her.

Chantika was upset by the unilateral decision made by Ibu Inneke Kusumawati who pressured Ms. Fatimah.

"I'm sorry, Chantika. Please do not be angry with Mother and do not agree to the agreement. Let this orphanage alone be the guarantee" said Ibu Fatimah felt sad about all these circumstances.

"Why did Fatimah's mother cover all that from Chantika all this time. It is precisely by covering from me that it will all make me hurt and sad, Mother!" isak Chantika who can no longer resist her sadness.

With a sense of confusion, Fatimah's mother looked towards Chantika who was sitting beside her. How can this make Chantika cry to stifle her chest. Is it possible just because I didn't explain the matter of this parlour from the beginning to make you disappointed and hurt, Chantika?

"Stop your crying, Chantika. You don't deserve your tears out just to cry over this orphanage! Chantika, what's wrong with you? What exactly are you dealing with? Story with Mom. Please stop crying. Don't you make your eyes swell just crying over this orphanage. You are a beautiful woman according to your name Chantika. How will you answer if Roy asks why your eyes become swollen? Do you have to answer that on the grounds that Mom finished your moplesin! It's not funny, Chantika!" said Fatimah's mother in interspersed with chuckling laughter to melt the mood of Chantika.

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Next day.

Chantika was neat and was applying a lipstick color node on her lips in front of a mirror in her room.

Drrtt.. Drrr..

Suddenly I heard a mobile phone vibrating. To make his activity stop. Chantika put the lipstick in her hand onto the dresser, while grabbing the flat object lying on the makeup table as well.

However, she was very surprised, when she looked at the phone screen that contained a call from Roy her ex-husband. Yeah, a former husband-to-be who's been having an affair with his own best friend.

"Would he call me? What to tell you about my wedding cancellation with her?"

Chantika sighed heavily and shifted the green icon on the screen of the phone answering her phone.

"Hello, honey. Where are you?" sapa's over there.

"Yes, I'm in the parlor. What's up?" ask Chantika lazy.

"To my house, now!" tell it.

"To your house, now? What's for?" chantika asked as she looked at her reflection in front of the mirror.

"Come, soon. This is very important!" her word.

"But for what? And sorry, I can't go to your house, right now. I want to go" Chantika said.

"Where are you going? Cancel your insignificant show!" said governing.

"What did he say? Abort it? Damn it, as good as it is, he told me to cancel my important event today. Who is he? No husband, no boss. He is also not the president. Just want to send me to his house like I'm the bab!" chantika murmured in the heart.

"Aumazaki..! You heard my orders, no!" the screech was just over there, making me almost drop my phone from my hand.

"Y-yes, I heard. Why the hell should I scream, I'm not cool. My ears are normal. Because your broken voice can damage my eardrum!" chantika protested against Roy, while rubbing her ear that was sick due to contaminated with Roy's ramshackle voice and pursed her lips.

"I don't care! Come to my house or..!" he said what sounded intimidating like a threat.

Heavily, he sighed and immediately got up from the chair. Then take the bag on the mattress and put on shoes and immediately go.

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25 Minutes later.

Chantika stared at the towering skyscraper before her. A very sturdy and luxurious office building. He must be able to enter the building in any way in order to meet the owner.

"For the sake of Fatimah's mother and sisters in Az-Zahra orphanage" Chantika's murmured heartfelt. He stepped foot with certainty after inhaling and exhaling many times.

Chantika's eyes instantly condense if she recalls Fatimah's mother and the fate of her sisters who live in the orphanage. He had to do something that felt impossible, but for Chantika something from impossible would be possible in his path.

Chantika swung her footsteps decisively into that luxurious office building.

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim. Make my decision the best way out of all the solutions to get out of the problems at Az-Zahra orphanage. O Allah" Do'a Chantika and in Aamiini himself by her.

Arriving in front of the reception desk Chantika directly asked the workspace of Mother Inneke Kusumawati Soedebyo the owner of the cosmetics company.

"Good morning, madam. Can I meet Mrs Inneke Kusumawati?" chantika asked the receptionist.

"Sorry, did he make an appointment with her first? Because today, he was very busy and did not receive guests" explained the receptionist who had been given a message by the personal secretary of Ibu Inneke Kusumawati.

"It's okay, ma'am. I'll wait. Because there are important things that I have to convey directly to Ibu Inneke Kusumawati, today as well" said Chantika remained adamant and did not want to leave the place before meeting with the owner of the company. He would wait in the lobby of the office no matter how long.

The receptionist could only nod stiffly to the decision of the woman standing before him. Without being able to kick him out of the office lobby.

After waiting almost half an hour passed. The receptionist called Chantika after contacting the company's owner's private secretary. And let's go upstairs to Mother Inneke Kusumawati's room.

With high spirit and enthusiasm to be able to convince Mother Inneke Kusumawati. Chantika did not see the writing on the elevator door.

Ting..

A special elevator door that carries a handsome man and an assistant. Open already.

However, in a hurry to get into the elevator immediately. Chantika did not see anyone coming out of the elevator.

Bruukkkc..

"Sorry, sir. I accidentally" said Chantika backtracked.

Mahendra's eyes bulged at the figure of the woman who was now in front of him. The hatred was instantly present in the heart of that handsome super playboy. The man with a classy look, a successful young entrepreneur was also screeched. Staring cynically at the woman standing in front of the door of a special elevator.

Her memory goes back to the photo her Mama showed her a few minutes ago. A picture of a beautiful girl that made her fall in love with her sweet smile. However, because of the selfishness and high prestige that has been attached to a Mahendra. She refused the proposal from her mother.

"What are you doing in this office? What's your need?" ask Mahendra firmly with a loud voice.

"Sorry, sir. I want to see Mother Inneke Kusumawati, the owner of this company" Chantika replied nervously.

"What interests do you want to meet with the owner of this company? Don't tell me you want to influence with negative things!" accuse Mahendra of being cynical towards Chantika.

"Nothing, sir. I just want to convey a message from Fatimah's mother, the owner of Az-Zahra orphanage, to Inneke Kusumawati, the owner of this company" Chantika explained with trembling lips."15 minutes!" mahendra replied, stepping out of the office.

"Remember! It's only 15 minutes of your time to meet the owner of this company" said Mahendra, an ice-cold man.

"Yes, sir" only that word came out of Chantika's lips. But immediately there was a slight sigh of the haughty man who was in front of Chantika at this time.

"Observate movement! Don't let your mom get seduced by him!" mahendra's word to the assistant who was in anguki obeyed. Then the man walked out of the office.

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Get here first ya gaes.. This eye is sleepy and has been exhausted a packet of plastic warm lilok that is super spicy salty asem sweet.. Pi is not as sweet as the taste that is still left behind.. 🙈🤭️️️️️️️