Village Girl With a Million Dreams
Chapter 106 (Rera and Pras )

Malik left earlier today than usual. A lot of work is delayed because it takes care of his personal problems.

Aldo was on standby with a stack of documents in his hand that he had moved from his room.

Rera laughed when she saw Aldo having trouble opening the door with his elbow. Trying hard but still not succeeding.

"You didn't ask for help?" Rera did not open the door of the room immediately, she teased Aldo who was struggling to keep the balance so that the documents did not fall out of his hands.

"See Rera, I'm having a hard time." Shouted Aldo whose face was covered in a pile of documents.

"You're asking for help but there's no sweetness to you." Grouser Rera.

"Please open the door for this handsome, troubled man, Mother Rera!" Aldo's shrill voice filled the air.

Rera could not bear to see it either, Rera finally opened the door for Aldo.

"Inspect my comrades in arms." Wiggling his ass before entering Malik's room. Aldo's silly behavior invites laughter. Make Rera entertained this morning.

Rera and Pras were having a fight this morning. Pras is selfish because until now did not want to formalize their relationship. Just the job he thinks about.

Rera was frustrated but could not leave Pras, her love was already deeply adrift in her heart. It was hard to let Pras go and look for someone else instead.

Rera entered Malik's room not long after Aldo entered. There are a lot of meetings that Rera has to discuss.

Aldo and Malik are currently talking about important matters relating to the company that Aldo and Rera should pay attention to. Aldo listened as he always did. Unlike Rera whose eyes were empty.

He doesn't usually behave unprofessionally in front of Malik. His attitude invites worry.

"Al, what's the matter?" Malik was a little curious.

"But also broke up sir." Aldo answered.

"Don't be reckless, he's my father's secretary's girlfriend." Malik can't believe they broke up.

"Rera...Rera..." Malik tries to resuscitate Rera from her daydream.

"He doesn't want to marry me. Huahuasca....." Rera's cry broke just like that.

He could no longer hold back, his mind was in a mess. Malik who was standing in front of her spontaneously hugged Rera to calm down.

Rera realized that there was now a place, Rera retreated from Malik's embrace. He himself was surprised to be able to cry in his Boss' room and Malik pulled him over.

"Sorry Boss.I'm sorry." Rera wiped away the tears that the flood did not stop. Malik smiling. Malik knows Rera regrets her actions.

Once upon a time when did not know how to feel love, maybe Malik will go berserk because Rera is not professional. But now he knows how love can hurt without knowing why.

"No problem, you're human too. I'm glad I could help." Malik sat on the sofa, his hand telling Aldo and Rera to join him sitting on the Sofa.

Both of his men, according to him, now sit with Malik. Rera was still unwilling to hold back her cries. The pain cannot be controlled by Rera.

"But it's a personal matter Boss, I can't talk about it." Rera was embarrassed.

"It's okay, I know Pras well." Rarely talk. But you are familiar, who knows can lighten the burden that Rera Feel.

"Actually I was wrong, I demanded that we get married. I'm scared because I'm about 3 heads soon." The source of the problem is himself according to Rera.

"No, that's right. Women need to be sure. Don't wait too long." Rera was saddened to hear Malik's advice.

"But he was not ready. There are many dreams he has not achieved. He said he was afraid to disappoint me." Malik felt Pras was heartless. How could he let Rera endure her own feelings.

"Leave him. Find a serious man." Malik spoke without considering Rera's feelings.

Rera sobbed, her chest getting sicker holding back so that her cries did not break excessively. But it didn't work.

Aldo could not bear to see it, he was thinking about Aleta at the moment. What if this all happened to Aleta. Aldo will be very tormented.

Aldo patted Rera's back to calm down. He always looks happy in front of everyone. He always told Pras who was so great to his friends. He had never displayed his weak spot like this moment.

"I love her very much. I really can't live without him." Talk while sobbing.

Aldo and Malik were silent. They are confused to do what now. Again love makes a soul-wrenching pain.

Unbeknownst to Rera and Aldo, Malik records their conversation. Pras must know how his woman was hurt and so suffered that he could not help it.

Rera and Aldo had already returned to their respective rooms. Malik seeks Pras' contact, but it turns out there is none.

Malik sent the tape to his father.

Please tell Pras, don't listen to me. This is for Pras.

The contents of Malik's message even make Rama curious to hear what the contents of the recording.

There was a Pras next to him. Rama plugged the headset so that Pras would not listen to the recording of the message Malik sent. Stealing the opportunity to let him know before Pras knew the contents of his message.

Rama was puzzled because of the vague sound in his ears. Even the sound is clearly heard from the speaker phone.

God, it turns out the cable is not installed properly. Pras red face restrained the embarrassment in front of Rama. Rama is equally shy about doing stupid things in front of Pras. This shouldn't have happened.

Rama regretted making this mistake.

Rama listened to the contents of the recording in front of Pras. He is confused about stringing the right words to start a good sentence.

Pras is not the type of person who likes to bring personal problems in a work environment. Rama as long as he knew him never saw him absent for personal reasons.

"Pras.sorry because I have to know about this. But Pras, it looks like Rera is devastated." Rama spoke softly, a little disinclined that Pras said nothing but his changed facial expression.

"Sorry sir, I'll take care of it." Down, Pras felt he had no face standing in front of Rama.

"Don't be angry at Rera Pras. It's Malik who gave it away secretly." Pras was embarrassed to hear Rama's words.

How could Rera act like this. His actions made Pras lose his self-esteem in front of the two people who are very Prasati.

"Sorry sir, I promise I won't bring personal matters here." There was only an apology in Pras' mind.

"Pras, why are you just apologizing. Look at this girl. He's so sick of getting your repellent Pras. What else do you not have? You're old enough to build a household." Rama sat on the sofa, telling Pras to sit in front of him. Pras sat down following Rama's instructions.

"Pras, you are not in doubt in the work. But Pras, this old man has gone through what you have not yet passed. Try to share. Who knows if there is any advice I can give Pras." Rama felt negligent and did not pay attention to the life of Pras who was always every on him.

"I don't mean anything Sir, please ignore my personal problems Mr." Pras was feeling the pleasure of getting Rama's attention.

"You're like my son. You know me even better than Malik." Pras was very attentive to Rama all this time. Rama spent more time with Pras than with Malik.

"But Sir...." Pras slightly softened, he was also saddened to hear Rera's agonizing cry.

He never cried in front of her. He was silent when he was angry with her. Even Rera didn't say anything with her decision last they met this morning. But it turns out that Rera suffered so much as a result of her actions.

Pras regretted, this all had to be fixed. Pras himself loved Rera very much. He could not possibly let Rera suffer for waiting for her who was not ready to build a household for the same reason.

"If you wait for all the ideals to be achieved will be until when Pras! You talk to Rera about what you want to achieve. Work together." Rama's words hit Pras' heart.

Pras had never heard of Rera's wishes, only his own. Rera was more silent to maintain their relationship.

"Actually I'm afraid of hurting him Sir. I'm afraid it can't be what Rera expected." Pras began to open his heart to tell stories.

"You think my wife and I are always okay? We are the same. There is no human being in this world who has no shortage of Pras. We're all the same. Be yourself, fix it if you need to. But don't make fear and setbacks." It seems Rama himself never advised Malik like this.

"Sir, do you think my master deserves to be a husband? I have so many flaws that will make Rera trouble." Pras was worried.

"Talk everything out with your partner Pras, find the best solution for the good of both of you. Pras good communication, like Pras always communicate with the work during this time." Rama was proud Pras would listen to him.

"Go home Pras, talk to Rera to calm her down." Rama felt compelled to be the bridge of their relationship that was stretching.

Not long Pras was standing before Rera who did not see his arrival. Rera focused with the papers in front of her. Sometimes he rubbed the tears that were still pouring out did not want to stop.

"Rera.forgive me." Rera was stunned, she did not dare to turn her head, Rera was still lowered.

Rera grew weaker hearing a voice she was very familiar with standing in front of her. Rera cupped her face with both her hands hiding tears

"Go Brother...." Rera evicted Pras so as not to see him cry

Pras approached hugging her tightly. Feeling the most stupid person for letting Rera hide her own sadness all this time.

Malik peeked out of the window of his room, feeling happy because today's drama ended happily.