VIRGIN SYSTEM
Behind Rafi's Cold Attitude
In the room that will be his workplace, Rafi again noticed the laptop screen that lights up in front of him. His ears also he focused on the voice of a man who was currently sitting next to him. The man firmly and patiently shared the knowledge he knew about how to wrestle in the business world that Rafi will live some more time.
But for this time, Rafi's focus was a little disturbed. Ever since he came out of the company's men's room, Rafi's thoughts were on the two women who were guests of Mr. Moreno. For some reason, when he saw the faces of the two women, Rafi's feelings turned angry, fed up and raged. It was as if there was an energy that pressured Rafi to release all the feelings that pressed her at that time.
Luckily, at that time Rafi could refrain from the outpouring of emotions that suddenly burst into the entire cavity of her chest. Rafi chose to leave two guests who look frenetic to him, because Rafi did not expect if they were his father's brother, which means Rafi's brother as well.
"It looks like there's something you need to explain, Fi," the heavy voice of the man Rafi knew suddenly made the two people in Rafi's study turn their heads almost simultaneously.
"What's the explanation, Dad?" rafi asked confusedly. Moreno stepped closer and asked the assistant to leave the two of them.
"Why are you acting like that to the lady guest earlier? Do you know him? Or is it just because he's Sergio's family, so you're acting like that?" moreno asked again as soon as he sat his body on the available sofa.
Rafi's forehead crept for a moment, digesting Moreno's words while looking for the right word to reply. Rafi thought fast enough to give the right reason, until a few minutes later, Rafi found something that can be used as a clear explanation.
Rafi grabbed her phone lying on the left side of the table. His thumb scrolled through the menu that was plastered on the screen of the phone and when he found what he was looking for, Rafi pointed her phone screen towards Moreno. The ruler's forehead immediately wrinkled and took over the phone that was in hand.
"This is a picture of Sergio and his wife, isn't it?" moreno asked and Rafi quickly interrupted. "Who are these two?"
"That's my grandmother and grandfather, Dad," answered Rafi quietly but looked so confident that her grunting looked very shocked.
"Your grandparents and grandfather! How can you, Fi?"
"I was also initially surprised, Fad, but it was my father's parents."
Rafi at a glance develops a smile and then after being ready, Rafi begins to tell about the fate of her parents until Rafi finds the fact about her paternal grandmother and grandfather in the photo. The shock was increasingly apparent from Moreno's current face.
"God! How much pity is your father's fate, son?" Moreno looked at Rafi with a full glare. "If she's your family, why is your aunt like she's so young?"
"I don't know myself, Dad. Maybe Sergio's wife is my father's youngest brother. My father was the first child. I met last time when I was a smp. After that, never to have any contact with the grandmother, the grandfather with his son."
Morena seemed to nod several times as a sign that she understood the young man who was sitting with her. "Keep what action will you take?"
"For sure I will show them that I can succeed without their intervention. I want to shut their mouths, Dad."
Moreno nodded in understanding. "He's patient, live what is first. When you're ready, show who you are"
Rafi immediately nodded enthusiastically. Because he felt enough to hear Rafi's explanation about his attitude, the president chose to leave the young man. Rafi also returned to carry out learning and teaching activities.
Still on the same day, after informing Rafi of the state of her guests and continuing to go to the pharmacy to buy massage oil, Wildan rushed back to the woman's room earlier. But before that he looked at his sister first. Because the younger brother looks again focused on the screen of his phone, Wildan immediately stepped into the unit room number twenty depalan.
"Mbak, the massage oil," said Wildan while thrusting a clear bottle containing a brown concoction oil.The woman named Kalina received the bottle and did not forget to also say the word tertima love. Because Kalina said she could do the massage herself, Wildan decided to get out of the woman's room. But when Wildan's footsteps reached the door, he heard a groaning sound of pain, until Wildan's footsteps were forced to stop.
"Oh, sick."
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