THE WOMAN (END)
SANDY HADIWIJAYA POV

Having a surname that is quite influential among business people is certainly very profitable.

We will easily enter and explore the business world without the need to bother.

Just stay developing an existing business to become bigger and stronger.

And that's what I'm trying to live with right now, bearing heavy burdens on both of my shoulders from Young.

Alm Relics Company. Papa was at the peak of his career when he died. I was probably only 13-14 years old.

Left behind by both parents because of a sudden accident would be a heavy blow for me. Disappointed, angry, desperate, to hate everyone. I suddenly felt alien to my world. Even I became a stranger to Aunt Ayu.

I lay sick for a few days and only Bi Marni and Doctor Hasan I believed in that time. I still can't imagine my life without them.

I survived just because I saw their sincerity in taking care of me. Doctor Hasan said, my father left me a huge asset and I must not let him down.

During my schooling, I chose to enter the dormitory built on the cooperation of my father and his business friends.They welcomed me well. It was time to get out of my comfort zone as a high school boy. And I chose my own college. Not abroad, but only domestic universities are quite famous.

At first I was hesitant, but I ventured to take a big step.mixing with new people who didn't know me well. And sure enough, my first year of college, I was pretty bad at socializing. I was always cold and staring cynically at people I didn't know.

I finally met Ivan. Yes, Ivan Step-son of Doctor Hasan. He moved from abroad. We were introduced by Dr. Hasan to be good friends and very close.

For 5 years we had a pretty good friendship. Even my nature began to open up, often going out at night, often spending time partying and hanging out with the 'Warm' environment'.

"Gilak, that was really exciting 'No, huh?" Ivan sipped a beer in his hand.

"Yes, Robby is having a really nice party." I laughed loudly while remembering the party on the beach that we had just been through with the beautiful and sexy girls.

"Where are you going now?" ask Ivan

"I don't know. Males really back home!" Mumamku.

"Well, I'm at my house!" take lightly.

I was stuck for a long time.if I had to go home to doctor Hasan drunk.he would not like it.

"I don't need to stay in a hotel" I replied sure.

"Seriously? wh why? afraid of Doctor Hasan? Come on, we're all grown-ups, and he can understand our current condition!" saith.

I just smiled in response to Ivan's reply. Ivan did not seem to pay respect to his stepfather, but to me, Doctor Hasan was like my own uncle. There is no way I show my condition now.

After sending Ivan home. I stayed at one of the 5-star hotels.

PINGING!

My phone rang.a message I saw from one of the girls who lately diligently sent me 'signal' interest.

Tired of being alone in a hotel. I finally got my address and room number.

I'm so afraid of loneliness, and what I'm doing right now, is a form of defense against fear.

"We drink?" Eva poured wine

I smiled with passion.

"Cheer! " i raise my glass high.

Free association that I have lived for the last 5 years is not at all make me enjoy it, but all I do for no definite reason.

Foreplay before lovemaking is common to me. It's just that, which not many people know.I never really ended our relationship in bed. and most women who spend the night with me, will grumble and be disappointed at my attitude which he said was not 'Fair.

"Should we,...!"

Eva pulled my clothes rough.I stripped my body until I had only my underwear left.

"I'm Sorry Eva, but I guess we'll continue next time! I'm tired." I answered without guilt.

Eva's face looked very disappointed. His dream for One night stand with the young heiress of PT's single wealth. ASTRA H.W is gone.

About what was on his mind. I clearly know, the woman who is how they are. approached me and gave me a big bait just to attract bigger prey of course.

Maybe if I did, then he might come back with his son whom he confessed because of my actions..

For this one thing, I really have to take good care of it. Because not only am I at a loss, but also the company and the big name built by my own parents .

At 4 a.m., I let Eva out of my room after a long argument of course.

I closed my eyes tired. I no longer want to remember the quarrel just now. in the morning before maybe all the memories will disappear and yawn just like that. I don't want to get dizzy.

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The next morning I returned home at 9 a.m.

I walk my feet in a relaxed manner.

"Still remember to go home," always a voice that I clearly knew who the owner was.

I look lazy.

"This is my aunt's house so I can go home anytime!" sahutku.

"It should be at this age of yours, you are used to taking care of the company well.not even wandering!"

"This morning Sandy is going to the office. just relax! after all, the company papa. aunty does not need to be tired ngurusin!" I walked casually up the stairs.

"Sandy! don't be so rude! auntie's not done talking!" His shouting.

But I don't care at all. To me all his words are hypocrisy.

Aunt Ayu wants to survive and live one roof with me, it's all because she also does not want to lose papa's treasure.

For that matter, I actually have no problem. It's just that, I still don't accept the bad attitude all this time towards the late mama.

Aunty Ayu often insulted my mother, even in front of me. He always said that papa was not at all lucky to be married to a village woman like mama.

Last I heard before my mom died. Aunty Ayu had a chance to talk with her mother until it ended in a quarrel.

He said, if mama lied and said that I am not a child papa. I am a child har*m result of mama's affair with another man.

I saw my mom slap aunty Ayu and I don't know what happened, because then Bi Marni caught me peeping at them.

If I recall some of those old wounds, it really gave me a headache and left only a deep sadness.

The wounds that made me not believe in my own family.

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