When Celebrity Meet CEO's
Because of the affair
...What does happiness mean? Maybe just a smile at the moment....
...What does happiness mean? Maybe a heartwarming laugh....
...What does happiness mean? The dream that was about to disappear, vanished like a small firefly glow in the darkness....
...When farewell greetings, that is the end of happiness. A small light that was swallowed by the darkness......
William...
When dawn broke, the teenager's eyes opened. Staring at the mother who had not regained consciousness after the operation. Sighing in a rough breath, he had to meet his biological father immediately. At least someone will take care of her mother.
His mother's current status? Not a widow, a mother who has not been divorced by her father. Or has the official letter not been sent? I don't know, but at least he will try to contact his father, armed with the address given by his mother.
The teenager kissed the head of the mother who was still under the influence of drugs. I asked a nurse to look after my mother. I don't know how long it will take to get to town.
A few strands of clothes were packed in a school backpack. Carrying his savings which is only about 900,000 thousand rupiah. With capital, photos and address.
What the hell's going on? I don't know the mother never told her why she could live apart without divorce with her father.
Walk slowly, passing through the villa area that must be passed to go to the traditional market. Take the bus to the bus terminal.
Sighing in a rough breath, the first girl who was close to him. That was the girl with neither her name nor her face. Curiosity overwhelmed him. If he was rich, he would meet this girl. That's the determination of a 16-year-old monkey's love.
Trying to peek through the wall. However, there is only a white piano visible near the gazebo. Is it possible that the chatter hasn't woken up yet?
Until he sighed disappointed, but when he was about to go down, a familiar voice sounded.
"Why hasn't it been cleaned? I'm tired of just getting home from the hospital" muttered a male servant.
William quickly returned to peeking. The silent teenager was stunned on the spot. The man who gave her the money to pay for her mother's treatment was there. He looks like his clothes are a servant.
"This is a card belonging to the lady, please return it." The servant's words to another servant.
He really helped his mother. William sighed harshly, then smiled, finding the abode of the mother's savior angel. What should he do to return the favor? I don't know, something he never thought of. Just smile with tears flowing with gratitude and thank you for remembering his mother who is still alive today.
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Everything in the village was left in a bus that drove away from the terminal. Warm a first love from a young man who can only look down while smiling. Don't know how to say thank you later.
Up to about 10 hours through it, the teenager woke up at the station he was referring to. In the spirit of carrying his backpack.
Really reckless, but smart enough, giving his father's address to the base motorcycle taxi driver. His chest felt tight smelling the smell of pollution dust in the big city.
Is this where her father lives? The skyscrapers are magnificent but still hot feels stinging skin. It might be more fun to live in the village. Therefore he will bring his father to live in the village that is his plan.
Until the ojek with a high-speed duck motor can make the flying post was stopped in front of the gate of the big house. The smiling young man smirked.
"My father is rich!" excited scream. All this time thought the father wandered in the city, living in a rented or mes but who knows it turns out his father is the owner of a prominent company.
The child who was so happy. Why did his father never visit his mother?
The bell pressed."Spada!" yell, don't know manners.
"These!" shouted again.
William was getting nervous. Maybe there's no one at home? Or was his father just a messenger boy? A maid? The fuck? A gardener? The chauffeur? But stupid, the important thing is that his father should go home soon. Someone to help her take care of her mother. It's delicious, it's been impregnating his mother, when sick even left work in the city.
Bang Toyib only left his wife for 3 years. But his father left his mother for 16 years. His heart was beating to meet his father.
"My father, his name is Sanjaya Dinata." William says he shows a picture of his father when he was young.
The security rounded his eyes. Immediately let in, even take her. Everyone seemed to be busy as soon as they heard her coming. The cooks are even servants.
Within minutes, a variety of sweet dishes filled the table. Complete with nearly ten glasses of various flavored drinks.
"What the fuck?" his mind knitted his forehead. Imagine how many calories there are in food and drink. Maybe if he stayed here too long he would become fat.
The security escorted him back to the gate, even locking the gate. Two guards guarded the front door of the house. What's the matter? It's like he's going to be held captive.
A man walked down the stairs quickly. The man who was sighing harshly smiled at him. Similar to someone in the photo.
"Whose name?" tanyanya hugged William's body."Forgive me.." the sentence was filled with tears, even the name of his own son was unknown to him.
"William..." Said the teenager, silent not moving at all. We cannot fully understand the current situation.
"William's? Good name, where's your mom? Did he come to take you here?" tanyanya, releasing her embrace, stared fixedly at the face of the son who had not even seen his birth.
Only for his second wife. The second wife who eventually miscarried from a traffic accident with the uterus was removed. Maybe this was a lesson for him, to better appreciate the woman who accompanied him from scratch.
The second wife who knew just having fun, raised a boy from the orphanage. A boy who has no manners, he only gets drunk and makes trouble. He is now in prison for drug offences.
His son is out of nowhere. Looking in his first wife's hometown, his whereabouts were not found. Only the old hut that he and Erin had lived in first, was filled with vines. The man who imagined the times still lived on another island with his wife. Only a regret is left. However, now after 16 years passed his son came to see him.
Clasping that hand tightly, it would not release its flesh blood anymore.
"Mother is sick, has appendicitis. There's a generous man who helped mom with the surgery. Why don't you come home?" william asked, still not understanding the situation. He thought his father had wandered into the city leaving his mother in the village.
Sanjaya was silent for a moment, staring at how clear her son's face was. Did Erin not tell you everything? How did he expel Erin in a state of great pregnancy, just because of his lust and unfounded accusations of the second wife who was then pregnant young?
"Dad was busy working. After this we'll stay together huh?" Said Sanjaya, holding tightly to his son's hand. Afraid that if William knew everything, the boy would leave him.
Until the sound of the car engine is heard. A woman in socialite clothes got out of the car. Not coming home all night, that's what Prita the second wife did. This is common.
Middle-aged woman with minimal clothing. Walk into the house. Her eyes glared at a child with a face slightly similar to her husband sitting on the sofa.
"What's he dear?" ask Prita to Sanjaya.
"Sa..honey!?" William knitted his forehead. Is this why her mother left? The affair?
"He's just a waiter! Don't think!" Angered Sanjaya, regretting that she did not divorce Prita alone. Maybe because he does not want to live alone to remember himself who has not found Erin.
"I'm home!" The deadly words from his son, with a flat face look made Sanjaya round her eyes.
Willam quickly walked about to leave, having returned to cradling his shabby backpack. I am really sorry to go to town. He should have lived a quiet life keeping his mother in the hospital, then returned to learning piano from a young lady he did not know.
But Sanjaya quickly blocked his son's steps."I'll divorce her!" he said with high intonation.
"No matter!" the answer from the child. Even turning, dodging the father who was blocking his way, walked back towards the exit.
"Life in my shadow is simpler now. Living in the village with his mother and him... Made a bamboo basket that many, after richly married to him, lived together in the village until I died." The inner 16-year-old, imagines his future without any complicated problems in the city.
"He's your young master! Don't let him escape!" sanjaya's orders.
"Campus!" william's mind began to run, looking for a gap to escape, from the servants and bodyguards who wanted to catch him.