The Story is Not Over
Devan

A man with formal stellan had just stepped out of his private jet followed by several people behind him, including a woman who read out his schedule while in the country he had just been tracking.

"At 3 pm you will attend a meeting with the owner of the largest winery in the city, followed by accompanying Mr. Carlos to play golf..

Then at 9 p.m., we'll meet at the Paradise Club.."

The man continued to walk and ignored the remark of the secretary, in fact what was said by the woman he had recorded in his brain so he did not need to ask for more explanation.

"Welcome, Mr. Devan," the man entered the car after the driver opened the door with a bow.

Followed by his secretary who sat in the seat next to the driver, the car began to go at a moderate speed towards a hotel.

The cell phone in the secretary's hand rang "Mr Devan the phone from Miss Diana.." the secretary cleared her throat she had even spoken with heart but still her heart was pounding in fear, afraid of being scolded.

"ignored.." Devan did not budge even his eyes closed indifferently without any intention of ignoring the call.

Secretary Devan grimaced then looked at the driver who could not do anything, they were helpless and could only obey although maybe later they would be cursed by the Miss named Diana.

The lover of his master was indeed so arrogant and arrogant that he always got him in trouble, now the secretary can only resign, hopefully he does not get scorn from Miss Diana for ignoring the call that has been the third time.

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Entering the hotel Devan was greeted with the staff with a polite bow towards him, clearly he is the owner of the hotel he is now tracking, Devan stopped his steps and looked at the hotel manager "I told you I didn't need a welcome, back to work!." Devan said firmly until not waiting for long all employees disbanded.

"Bring all the reports to my room!" Devan continued his steps ignoring the Manager who was still down.

"Yes Mr.."

"Licker.." grunts, although heard in the ear of the manager but he also did not dare to fight on the owner of the hotel where he worked.

"Tina hurry!" The secretary quickly followed Devan's steps.

"Slow!"

"I'm sorry, sir.." Tina pressed the button on the elevator and the door closed.

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After a short break, Devan completes one by one his work, visits the winery, and makes sure the wines he supplies are the best wines, ensuring a hygienic fermentation process to ensure quality will satisfy customers.

at exactly five in the afternoon, Devan came out of the factory and took off his suit and immediately received Tina who was still following behind him.

"Is my golfing ready?"Devan entered the car and sat himself down, one hand was busy unbuttoning his shirt and taking off his tie.

Arriving at the golf course Devan enters the locker room.

Devan wore a short-sleeved white shirt and wore his baseball cap, the footwear that had been clad in pantofel shoes now turned into a sneaker that was in line with the shirt and pants he was wearing.

"He's come yet?" what Devan asks is Mr. Carlos who will play golf with him.

"He just arrived sir.." Devan nodded and walked towards the field.

"Good afternoon Mr. Carlos.." Devan shook hands with the middle-aged man who was in front of him.

Mr. Carlos followed two bodyguards behind him with a secretary and an assistant who was alert to what he wanted.

"There's no need to be so formal, Mr. Dev, let's just relax.."

Devan smiles nods of course their meeting is not just filling free time, obviously Devan does not have time to relax, but for the sake of a business he will obey in advance what Carlos said.

It's not Devan's name if a business deal is not reached, the ambitious man certainly managed to convince Mr. Carlos to work together.

"I like an ambitious man like you. I'll be signing his contract soon.." Devan shook hands as he bowed respectfully ushering in the departure of Mr. Carlos.

"I want to clean myself up before I go to the club.." Devan entered his car and let the driver drive his car to the hotel where he was staying.

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Devan sighed as he arrived at his hotel room, moved towards the bar, sat himself down and picked up a well-appointed drink on the table, his hand moved into his pocket and took out a cigarette and lit it to sip the juice from the burning tobacco.

When silent as it is today, Devan's mind always overshadowed the events of five years ago where he was abandoned by a sweet figure that filled his heart, the pain and disappointment Devan felt when the sweet figure went away without saying goodbye, a trace of regret was present in him if he did not do the stupidities that made him go away..

Might as well..

That sweet figure was still with him..

Devan once again sighed removing the shadow in his mind that had always been imagined when his mind was as empty as it is now.

Rise up and take off the sweatshirt to walk towards the bathroom to clean up, there is no time to be silent and fixate on a false shadow and do not know where.

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