Yes I'M Acha
41. Yes I'm Acha

...H E L O  !👋...

...~ H A P P Y R E A D I N G ~...

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Two months later...

Fifty-eight days earlier or two days after their return from Bandung, Arlan asked Acha for permission to leave for a moment. Arlan must return to the main mansion under the force and threat of the Grandfather.

Indeed, basically, Acha who was reluctant to curb was allowed only when Arlan asked for permission to return to his mansion. Then a week later, Arlan called her to tell her that Arlan would be staying for a while at Leskovac because of a problem with his company there.

Again and again, Acha only allows. Let Arlan solve his problems one by one, rather than Arlan continue with him when the problems have not been resolved. So Acha can only allow and support whatever decision Arlan will take next.

Today, Acha wants to go to the grave of someone who once made her feel what Mother's affection was even though she called someone Oma. Coincidentally the grave of the Oma is in Jakarta, so Acha does not need to go out of the city like when to the grave of the Grandfather.

Upon arrival there by the taxi he ordered, Acha went down and walked with a basket filled with sow flowers, there was also rose water and some of the flowers of Oma's favorite, the white rose. In front of a tomb, Acha crouched down and smiled sweetly.

"Hello, Oma! Oma must be okay, right? Oma has met Grandpa, right? Ah, must be exciting because Oma can reunian there with other Oma friends. Oh yes, Oma. Acha here because the same kangen Oma, want to confide a lot with Oma. Sorry also because Acha has just come now," he said.

Almost everything that Acha told the Oma was the same as what he told Grandpa two months ago, although something was different. After tired of telling long stories, Acha immediately sprinkled flowers and also watered them with rose water. Not to forget also Acha put a few stems of white roses near the tombstone.

"Bye, Mom. See you next time" said Acha as he got up and waved his hand.

Acha turned around and jumped in shock when she saw an old man with his wheelchair already in front of her. Acha was only indifferent when he saw who the old man was about to resume his steps before he was again confined when the old man's voice sounded.

"Who are you? Why dare you come to my wife's grave?!" Asked the old man—Master Robin, with his cold tone.

Acha's hand pointed at herself, "Gue? Dut—ya obviously Acha beautiful! Grandpa peot must know Acha," said Acha while smiling mocking not to forget with his eyebrows that continued to rise and fall tempting the old man.

Mr. Robin clenched his hands tightly, holding back the annoyance of seeing Acha who just kept mocking him. "You little boy! Shut up and shut up don't know that manners!"

Without hesitation, Acha laughed out loud. "Little boy? I'm not Grandpa Peot's little boy! I'm Acha, the beautiful girl who can grow crops with your favorite granddaughter." Say Acha with the remnants of her laughter.

Feeling amused and embarrassed by what he said himself, but not Acha his name if it does not make his interlocutor annoyed and annoyed. "You! It must have been you who teased my granddaughter, base ******!"

Not to be outdone, Acha pointed to the old man. "You! You gigolo!"

"You!" Mr. Robin stared intently at Acha who was just relaxed, even the girl now folded her hands in front of her chest with her chin raised high.

Acha followed what Mr. Robin did, "You! Nyenyenye, what the hell is Grandpa Peot!" ledek Acha with a super annoying face.

Suddenly, Acha turns her face so cold with an intimidating look that she is surprised to see the change in Acha. "You don't act senile, honorable Mr. Robin. I'm still standing here not without reason."

The hand that had been folded now switched with both hands that Acha deliberately put into his pants pocket, Acha lowered her gaze, staring cynically at the figure of the old man who was silent. "I'd like to charge back what's rightfully mine."

Deg.

The old man stared in surprise at the figure of Acha who was now grinning looking at him with a mocking look. "You! You don't have any rights, so don't talk!!"

"Dear Lord Robin, if you forget then I will gladly explain again. I want to take all the shares in my name that are in ZNK Company. Please process and in less than twenty-four hours, everything is in my hands." Acha said firmly and also impressed demanding.

The old man's reddened face restrained his emotions, "Don't mess with me little boy! You don't own any shares in my company!!"

"40 percent of shares in the name of Mrs Anneliese who has now switched to my name and 30 percent shares in the name of Mr. Wilson who has now also become in my name. Oh yes, introduce it before. My full name is Acha Basilia Eldora. One more thing, don't forget about the Wilson surname that's so sweet on my name." Said Acha who did not care about the angry face of Mr. Robin.

"40 percent is my wife's stock, not yours!!!!" Press it with anger.

Without fear, Acha chuckled softly. "But your wife has given everything to me, so quickly vacate the CEO's seat because soon, I'll be occupying her. Because what? Because I'm the biggest shareholder, so my power is higher than yours."

"Mr Robin, you must remember that I can easily destroy the company you started. With one snap of a finger, then all... The bomb! Done," said Acha, patting Mr. Robin on the shoulder twice before leaving.

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• ireland, Australia

   08.45 AWST

Prangg!

The sound of broken glass coming from the mirror that has now been destroyed by the blow of Athar's fist began to scatter on the floor. Athar gripped not too strong shoulders Rhaline who was looking down in front of him.

"Why can you be so stupid, huh?"

Lirihan Athar sounded so exhausted by the circumstances that made Rhaline look deeper, not daring to look at the face of Athar's anger. For almost 4 months together, Athar never showed his anger.

He was always friendly with her, as if they had been friends for a long time. Although not good in the sense of husband to his wife, Rhaline remains grateful because in fact, Athar never played rough let alone hit her.

And because of the friendly nature is also good Athar, which makes Rhaline start to put his heart on the handsome man. But the fact that her husband still loves other women, managed to scratch Rhaline's heart. Until he dared to do crazy things behind Athar.

"Lin, for months I've been trying to keep my sister loyak by myself. But this is what you gave me? You ever think about it, Lin? How will your family be?!" Although in emotion, Athar can still manage the intonation of his voice.

With a trembling voice, Rhaline spoke. "You are my husband" he said slowly.

"Yes! I'm your husband, but I'm not the father of your son! Who is the father of your son? Tell me now!" Athar said as he lifted Rhaline's chin to stare at her.

"IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF LO! YOU NEVER TOUCHED ME BECAUSE OF THE GIRL'S PAST, RIGHT?!" Shouted Rhaline with tears that began to wet her cheeks, the mood of pregnant women is indeed completely uncontrollable.

Closing his eyes, restraining the emotional overflow in his chest. Athar did not want to let go of yelling at Rhaline, "It's not because of that. You're so wrong to think about it, Lin. I don't touch you not because of anyone, but because of both of our hearts..." Athar paused his words while wiping away the remaining tears on Rhaline's cheek.

"... My principle is to do that only to the wife I love and she loves me too. Not doing on the basis of mere lust, yes even though we are already legal in the eyes of religion as well as law. Ta—"

"GUE LOVE WITH LO, ATHAR!!"

Deg.

But my heart is filled with the same name Acha, sorry Lin.

While slowly hitting his chest that felt tight, Rhaline fell down which made Athar crouch. "Come, Thar. Try to love me, don't stick to the past. Let's start everything from the beginning" Pinta Rhaline with a wistful look.

A Rhaline who highly values her self-esteem can easily humble herself in front of the man she loves, only to ask for a love reply. Rhaline did not care anymore about her pride and also her shame.

"Acha likes Athar, Athar likes Acha doesn't?"

Suddenly, Acha's voice flashed across Athar's head which made Athar immediately jerk slowly Rhaline's hand from his hand and then stand up. "Today I went to Indonesia, all I track who is the father of your child. You have to get married for the sake of your child in your cage" he said.

I love you the same, Thar. Not him or anyone.

...***...

Athar is, the definition of his love has run out in people past.

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