
Since the morning Alina cleaned up Baskara's painting equipment that was a mess. Last night Baskara worked on a painting that would be on display at one of his father's hospitals. Actually there's not much to do there, Alina to the point of wondering what Baskara hired her for.
"Oh yes .. So this morning you met Arkana?" ask Baskara with her hand of painting focus.
"Yes, is something wrong?" alina asked a little confused by Baskara's tone.
Her tone sounded like Alina was not supposed to meet Arkana, or even Arka who was not supposed to meet Alina. Since the first day Alina had never seen the two chatting with each other.
"It is still strange to see him in this house ." replied Baskara stopped painting and turned his body to face Alina.
"He has his own world, always away and never home."
Alina was quite astonished to hear Baskara suddenly tell her this. A stranger she does not know. "Arkana is younger than Mas Baskara right? How many years?" ask Alina curiously.
"One."
Not wanting to go too deep, Baskara switched the conversation by telling Alina to go back into the house. Because there's nothing else he needs to do. Alina then went out and went to the flower garden.
This morning Alina had not had time to water the flowers there. According to Rose, today there are already some flowers that can be picked. Rose usually replaces floral displays with those fresh flowers. Speaking of Rose, since this morning Alina had not seen him. It's so big that it's hard to find someone there.
Walking around the house was like being in a labyrinth with no way out. Alina was trapped there willingly. He had no choice but to be there. Suddenly the phone rang.
"Al .. said the Miller house would be covered, I read in the news today."
"Do you know?" tanya Dance frenzied from behind the phone.
"On liput? so, will there be a lot of reporters here?" ask Alina back.
"It should be yes .." replied Tari.
Is this why you haven't seen Rose all day. It seems like he is preparing some things for today. But something is strange. If indeed this house will be covered by media, at least some servants will do the cleaning. But everything looks normal here.
The Miller family has made headlines in several media outlets. In addition to Mr. Miller's accomplishments, many people are curious about how their lives really are. They are quite closed, it seems that until now no one has ever managed to cover up to enter this house.
Alina who has a reporter father, knows more or less about this family. There are a lot of rumors that make people curious. One of them is the Miller family is a mafia family. So that their entire personal life no one can know for sure.
There is even a report that one of Mr. Miller's children who was never talked about had a strange disease so that it continues to be covered by his existence. "When Mas Arkana looked good and normal ah ah .. " said Alina speaking to herself in front of the Miller family photo.
"Now I've made it in, and it turns out there's nothing strange like what people are telling me."
"Honestly curious anyway Mas Arkana never appeared in the news huh?" Many things made him curious while he was in the house.
Down from his car was a tall, towering man in his favorite black leather jacket who walked into an office and was greeted by several people. One of them brought a coffee which he then presented to the man.
"Today's the clock meeting?" ask the man briefly.
"Majuin .. I have to go out for lunch."
"I try to pull it off" said the employee was nimble.
They then enter the elevator to one of the floors devoted to the CEO of the company. One floor that can only be accessed by a few people. Anyone who goes up to that floor needs a special card.
It is located in a large room with a minimalist interior. Not much color there. There may only be a special area deliberately created to play darts. In there both look not as formal as before.
Sit the man down at a table with a name plaque that says Arkana B. Miller, Chief Executive Officer (CEO). Hanging her jacket near her chair, Arkana began to talk casually with her employees who had been with her. He is Satrio, his personal friend and assistant.
"Where's lunch going Ar?" tanya Satrio put some files on the Arkana table.
"There's a place."
"This time I think I have to stay at home some time," Arkana said suddenly aghast Satrio.
"Tumben really usually a week back to the apartment again," Satrio replied in surprise.
"Something makes me curious." Arkana smiled faintly, leaving Satrio confused.
The meeting was held two hours earlier than planned. Which means they will have to cut their lunch time, but instead will be given a longer lunch time than they should. As hard and perfectionist as Arkana, she is a good leader when compared to her father.
After the meeting Arkana immediately went from his office. This morning he was escorted by the Miller family's private driver because his car was damaged and there was also a disturbance. The driver had to wait for Arkana to finish his business at the office.
"Sorry sir, I've tried to be more confident than that."
"Gapapa Mas, no need to apologize .. it's my duty," said Mr. Anton.
Arkana was always taught by her mother to be polite. Even so, there are still many people who misunderstand him.
The goal this time was a car repair shop. Unbeknownst to her mother, Arkana had a terrible accident a few days ago. Made his car completely damaged and had to stay at the workshop. Fortunately, he did not suffer serious injuries, so this problem can be kept secret from his mother.
At the Miller family home, Alina finally managed to meet Rose who was picking some fresh flowers in her garden. Without further ado Alina asked about the coverage that would be held at the Miller family home. With a little laugh Rose confirmed it.
Some journalists will come there with the intention of covering Baskara's workshop office. Rose then calmed Alina down if the actual coverage wouldn't be held here. Mr. Miller has set up a replacement house which is located at the bottom of the hill, and is quite far from here.
"The privacy of this house is always prioritized by his father Baskara," said Rose smiled warmly, handing over some flowers from his quote to Alina.
"And this, shall we order for the decoration of the house."
The two went inside with a basket of fresh flowers. Rose did not have a daughter, so Alina could get close to her. Alina's bright personality made Rose love her.