Yuki
Chapter 3

"Non Eva did it again?." I just kept quiet and didn't answer.

"How long?."

"About three hours, let's get non Eva in her room before she wakes up." Bring Fitri.

The clock shows at 18:00 Fitri gave 3cm peach-colored high heels in line with the mini dress I used, long hair made curly slightly attractive on both sides backward tied with white ribbon. Fitri stared in admiration with her mouth open. I slightly twisted my ankle to check that there was no problem with my leg. An hour ago, the family doctor Ahyner examined me and gave treatment, but there is no need to overdo it like that, but Ronggo insisted on calling the doctor.

"Sugary." Mumbled Fitri, turning my attention to him.

"No. no. No, beautiful." He murmured again, shaking his head quickly.

"Sugary elegant beautiful. Is there more to that word? if there's maybe a word that's appropriate for non Eva." I grabbed a mini handbag(hand bag) peach with a white line from Fitri's hand.

"You should have checked with the doctor." I stepped out of the room.

"I'm not sick non." Reject Fitri while following me from behind.

"Related?." I asked with a flat face, quickly Fitri nodded strongly.

"Your head may be troubled, tomorrow go to the doctor." After saying that I walked down the stairs behind Fitri bengong thinking about my words, a few minutes after that he regained his senses and immediately bowed respectfully.

"Be careful on the street non." Exclaims.

I saw my father standing on the stairs waiting for me. Father extended his hand which I greeted awkwardly.

"Are you ready?." Ask dad, we walked out of the house.

"Hm."

Ronggo opened the passenger door letting us in and slowly the car left the house.

The event was held at 19:00 the distance of home and destination about twenty-three minutes. In the car I immediately opened the iPad working on a project in America. While the father opened his laptop, the big finger was busy on the keyboard.

"Yesternight you didn't attend the course?." Dad asked, breaking the silence in the car with a straight look at the screen.

"Hm." My answer is also busy with things in my hands.

"Because last night and today you missed your schedule I'll be adding hours to every schedule next week." Ronggo glanced at us from the rearview mirror inside.

"Hm." My hands move fast on the screen of that sophisticated thing.

"Tomorrow at eight o'clock in the morning we leave until there we immediately meet, check and sign some new contracts." Obviously father.

"Hm."

"Daddy's gonna meet our old co-workers at night, you wanna come?." Ask dad.

A unique father-son relationship, can they talk casually?without being preoccupied with work, whether there was no other option to chat other than about work and private courses, for the nearly nine years I worked, I never heard them talk about anything else. The fruit is not far from the tree, Inner Ronggo.

"Do I need to come?."

"Hm, you can learn to face our loyal and loyal partners."

"All right, I'm coming."

"After you're done, you go directly to the neighboring country for four days, you leave your work in Korea to you."

"Hm."

"Dad heard you were working on a project in America, how far has it gone?."

"It goes very slowly because it must be detailed and there should be no mistakes, our rivals also cannot be underestimated." Clearly, father nodded without making a sound.

"Don't be too pushy, after you're done sending it to dad to check, decide whether to use your idea or not." Dad's last words were a challenge to me.

During the trip we talked about the jobs with still struggling with their respective busyness. Eventually, our car stopped in front of a star restaurant.

Dad's left arm was bent waiting for my hand to wrap around it. With our hands joining in step as we entered the event venue. All eyes were on us and looked down respectfully.

The spacious European room with a round table and chairs that surround it seemed full of fill. A middle-aged man in a neat black suit approached us.

"Good night, president, good night, young lady." The only thing I know is the director of the company. I just nodded briefly.

"It seems like everyone has already attended, am I late?." Dad's eyeballs swept across the room.

"You're not late, we're too excited to come early." Dad nodded in understanding.

"Let's sir, your desk is right over here." He led us to a prepared table.

It turns out that our table is not as crowded as the other table, it's just me, the father, the director and the director's wife. Dad gave the sign to start the show, a restaurant waiter gave the mic to dad. Father stood with his emanating leadership authority which made my little heart betray admiring that the man was my father.

"Good night, thank you to the employees and their families who have attended and taken the time to come to this small event. I held this event is a form of my gratitude to employees who have worked hard, been honest, and dedicated themselves to the company. This morning's incident was my way of dealing with employees coming out of procedures and paths, I hope it can all be lessons and examples that don't have to be replicated." The charismatic voice of my father filled the room.

"I'm rarely in the office does not mean I don't know anything, for employees who want to follow their example I recommend to think twice. And who's here tonight, I congratulate you, you're amazing. And lastly, please enjoy the dishes." My smiling father ended his speech. The spirit of leadership, strong charisma, firm and soft melded into one. No wonder you fell in love with dad.

We were preoccupied with the dishes that came after. The sound of an orchestra played by a famous group completes the atmosphere of the event tonight.

"I thought young lady was picky on food but she wasn't." A soft voice came out from the director's wife.

"Sometimes it's a lot of food but surprisingly Eva's never fat." My father replied, glancing at me, I smiled forcedly.

"Young people are supposed to eat a lot to help growth, aren't they young ladies?." Now that the director joined the chat, I didn't respond to him my hands were busy with the dishes on the table.

"Sir Joni just came together?." Ask dad

"Yes sir, my son is both still busy in college and can't go back to Indonesia." The director replied, the chat continued for fifteen minutes and then I decided to walk around each table to say hello and exchange a little story with other employees of course invite me to accompany him.

There are only a few more tables that we have not yet come to, with the biodata that my father sent me last afternoon greatly facilitates my work. Dad and I were sitting on a desk that was arguably a little crowded.

"Sister El don't take Eri's!." Shouted the little boy, who was called El grinning while raising a glass of chocolate ice cream aloft.

"Your teeth will be sick deck, continue to be revoked the same doctor using pliers, will you?." Say the boy.

"No. But Eri also wants his ice cream..." His hands stretched out trying to grab the ice cream from his brother's grasp.

"Dec if his teeth are damaged later with the doctor at the drill loh hii serem, you really want to?." The tiny hand suddenly stopped in the air and

"Yahoooo!! brother El evil, Eri's teeth won't be drilled..." The little boy was crying.

TUK'S!.

A finger punch landed on the forehead of the boy called El.

"Aaww!!." The big hand reached out to grab the glass that his younger siblings had been fighting over for and gave it to the cute little girl.

"Cup cup, deck try to see the ice cream there's the cherry looh." His right hand gently patted the little girl's head while his left hand grabbed the cherry from inside his ice cream glass and placed it into his sister's glass. Eri's cry suddenly stopped then he glanced at the glass before him, the small smile that made his chubby cheeks bulge adding to the little girl's timidity, his eyes sparkling with delight.

"Let's eat." Said the man sitting next to me. Since when? why did I just realize it, my mind. Since then I just follow my father and focus on the people who are in the biodata do not want to bother paying attention around. The look on Eri's face changed quickly as a puddle of tears was clearly visible in her round eyes.

"Later Eri's teeth were removed using pliers continued in the drill, Eri was afraid." Her great-grandchild. El who was sitting on the right side of Eri nodded his head.

"The deck is here for my brother." El's hand was about to grab the glass but a finger punch landed smoothly on his forehead, again.

Yoke!

"Aawws!brother, pain." The protest of El stroked his forehead.

"Stop, don't insult Eri again, be ashamed of the president." The oldest man gave a warning to his sister.

"Eri is a good child, so the doctor will not remove Eri's teeth using pliers let alone use a drill." The big hand stroked his sister's mane slowly.

"Doctors won't pull Eri's teeth out?." Ask him plain. The man shook his head to convince his little sister.

"The hunt eaten will melt." Eri nodded happily starting to take big mouthfuls into her tiny mouth.

"Sorry for the commotion." Said the man next to me while looking at my father and bowing his head respectfully. My eyes were round in surprise, the world was so wide why it felt so narrow. The man now looked at me with a big smile, a smile that made me quite annoyed this afternoon.

"It's okay, your family is very harmonious." The father's words turned his attention to the man who served as the head of the household looking quite young.

"Thank you for the compliment, yes, even if every day something happens." They laugh together.

"Sir this is my wife Adel." The man in one of the biodata named Roi Purnama introduced his family members. Mr. Roi's wife smiled a quick nod.

"Thank you for inviting the families of small employees like us president." Dad nodded in response.

"Call Mr. Daren like everyone else." The couple nodded in understanding.

"And next to my wife our second son Ello who is still in fifth grade." Ello nodded respectfully, he was still pouting because of his brother earlier.

"Next to Ello is our little daughter, Eri who just entered elementary school." With a face full of ice cream, Eri smiled, showing off her little teeth.

"The last of our first sons, Dimas third grade high school bud jaya." Dimas smiled as he nodded.

"It's an honor to meet such a great businessman like you, Mr. Daren." Dimas. He looked at me with his blue eyes.

"You're a school?." With my eyes fixed, I answered as usual.

"Hm."

"Maybe everyone already knows, but I introduce you again, my daughter Eva." I bowed politely. They immediately bowed in return.

"Do you know each other?." Ask dad again.

"No." My answer.

"It." Answer Dimas.

We answered simultaneously making Adel choke on his drink. Roi immediately gave the tissue to his wife.

"Is there something that has happened to you?." Ask dad suspiciously.

"No." My answer.

"There's." Answer Dimas.

Again we answer simultaneously. Can this guy be quiet, my mind is upset.

"You're suspicious." Ello looked at us suspiciously. I saw Dimas open his mouth to answer Ello immediately I threw a question to Roi to keep him quiet.

"Please."

"Do you think the limp company's father can heal and walk like he used to?."

I want to know the answer to the problem of companies that are not okay, with companies that lose a lot of funds and important employees.

"Of course you can miss, the company must use a stick to keep walking while healing itself. Using the company we cooperate with to add quantity selling by offering better quality, winning many tenders, and,and find a new workforce that has experience to facilitate work and accelerate the recovery of the company." Clearly Rio was firm.

"Adding to the quantity of selling and winning a lot of tenders does not have to have a large capital in order to run well?with companies losing a lot of funds, how do you cover this shortfall?." I looked at him waiting for an answer.

"That's fine. The remaining company funds can still close the additional production capital of our selling quantity, as for the tender won we can sell our product name to young entrepreneurs who just want to build their business under the big name of our product from there we will get capital." Everyone was busy listening except Ello and Eri who were still struggling with their dessert.

"What about debt? to make things easier." Roi matapku with a face that is difficult to interpret.

Is he really the son of a big and famous businessman in this country? usually the children of the great entrepreneurs do not know about their parents' work until later in time. I feel like I'm being tested right now. This is the daughter of the presbyter who cannot be taken lightly, Eva Augustin Ahyner, the inner Rio.

"That's an easy way, miss, but I personally prefer to avoid it, selling product names can also help new entrepreneurs. But if that's the only way to get the company back the way it used to be, why not." I take my eyes off Rio.

"How, are you satisfied?." Ask Daddy lirih.

"Hm."

"Sister, do you wear eye lenses?." The sudden question from Ello made us all look at him.

"The president's father also wears eye lenses? waahh cool, Ello also want to wear eye lens bu red so like vampires on tv." Adel was nervous to hear her son's babble fearing that her husband's boss was offended.

"No son, it's not the lens of the eye but the real eye." Adel lirih.

"I'm sorry my son sir." Rio smiled clumsily.

"It's okay, you have a son who responds Mr. Rio."

"Thank you for the compliment."

While people were busy responding to Ello's speech, Dimas quietly brought his face closer to me.

"Are you testing my papah's abilities?." I ignored that man.

"Dad, I want this over quickly." I said looking at him. Dad nodded in understanding.

"Please enjoy tonight's event I want to visit the next table.

"Well, thank you so much for visiting our table, Mr. Daren non Eva." Said Rio standing bowed as we left their table.

The most boring table. Three women and two men were busy talking about something. My eyes caught a strange thing there made me take immediate action.

At first it was the same as the other tables leaving two chairs next to each other for me and dad but when me and dad got close to the table they all stood bowing respectfully one of them dropped his phone picked up the flat object while shifting his seat. Stupid, insider.

The father who was walking to my right paused for a moment to answer their greetings and told them to sit down immediately. With a graceful step like a noble I stepped past my father making all eyes on the table fascinated, my hand stretched out pulling the empty seat on the right slightly away from the chair on the left. I smiled at the sweet smile I made perfect.

"Dad please." For a moment Dad looked at me confused and shocked, his firm steps approaching me. After the father positioned himself in front of the chair then I pushed the chair a little forward until finally the father sat perfectly.

Still standing behind my father's chair I turned a little, looking forward precisely at the men and women who sat side by side in front of my father while throwing a smile.

"Dad, we can't lose romance with the newlyweds in front of us." The grieving voice teased the newly married couple while winking a glance at the father. It makes the love duo who are still drunk with love is a great hue because of embarrassment. Laughter filled the table.

"Ga face lo kayak tomato mateng tuh." Galuh covered his face with his hands.

"Whisper lo Rez." Reza laughed again with satisfaction, he ignored the father who was sitting on his left.

"Ndin, on top of lo's head appears asepnya." Ledek the woman who sat on the right side of Galuh to Andin who sat on the left side of her husband. Their laughter broke again.

"Lo Sel,diem ah." Andin covered his face with both hands.

"Haha..." The sound of laughter on our spelling invited many eyes to look at us.

"Dad, shouldn't we congratulate them?." My voice stopped their laughter.

"You're right, congratulations on your marriage, may you be hastened to get booze and more work." Father said, still work is never left behind in the big dictionary of fathers.

"Thank you, president, it's an honor for us that the president knows our marriage even to the point of receiving a greeting from you." Galuh bowed slightly followed by Andin.

"It is my duty to pay attention to my employees." Father say. I raised my hand to one of the waiters hinting to give something to the new couple.

"Little gift from me, I hope the brothers will accept it." The waiter gave the small rectangular box to Andin.

"Please open it." I said to look into Andin's curious eyes. Andin glanced at me for a while then his trembling hand stretched out to open the box.

"Ndin hunted, I'm curious." Seli stared intently at the small box.

"Patience Cells, I don't know why this heart is more stubborn than at the time of my contract." Reza patted her forehead hard hearing the reply from her friend.

"Eh Don't tell me you too." Galuh glanced at Reza and nodded his head. Plaque!Reza patted his forehead for the second time.

Slowly the box showed its contents. Andin covered his mouth with his hands, Galuh saw the shocked face of his wife glancing into the box. Galuh did not believe what he saw, making his friends grow curious.

"Thou both make me die curious, what is it?." Seli was anxious with the behavior of his two friends.

Slowly I took the contents out of the box. Two tickets back and forth to Korea complete with proof of hotel reservations and check the money enough for them to use for three days in Korea later.

"This is too much sir."Galuh stammered. Seli's eyeballs almost jumped out looking at the paper in Galuh's hand. Reza rounded his mouth.

"That's my daughter who chose, just accept." All eyes are staring at me. Andin shed tears while saying thank you.

"I heard that you two have worked very hard, trying desperately to stop the mess made by irresponsible people, so it's both a reward and a wedding gift for you to hope you like."

"Thank you so much, young lady, we can't speak anymore." Galuh.

"Don't forget just three days." Father said reminding.

"Good sir." Answer Andin.

"Then you will have to work harder." The firm words of the father were answered by the two new couples.

"Gue also want to get a gift to Korea so that they can meet oppa-oppa." Please sing his lips with eyes still staring at the paper that has been put back into the box by Galuh.

"Lo get married there." Reza responded to Sila's chirp.

"Where would my marriage partner still be busy concert." Plaque! Reza patted her forehead hard for the third time.

They are also people who enter the biodata that the father sent, one young married couple two women ranging twenty-five years and one man aged twenty-six years. Fathers never mind their way of speaking because they are very professional at work and very hard working. They are valuable assets for the company. That's the information I got but there seems to be one to discipline.

I walked past the inhabited chair and sat to his left. The quiet woman was busy watching her chattering friends sometimes laughing together, her laughter was so small it would hardly be heard if I did not sit next to her.

"Sorry for taking your seat away from me." I said super softly which I only addressed to him. He glanced at me surprised.

"It's okay." The answer is not to lose slowly. Now we're focused on getting Dad and Reza to exchange arguments. Every few minutes he was busy justifying his seat.Stupid, he thought I didn't know his bulky wits, my inner self.

Like at this time he was pulling his mini brown skirt down while lifting the chair shifted with a smooth movement but unfortunately when the chair lifted a little my legs hooked the front end of the chair make the move locked. He quickly turned to look at me in shock. Oh you can also put on an expression like that, my inner self.

"Why Mel?." Ask Seli who saw the look on her friend's unusual face.

"It's okay." Mely replied to the one possessed by Seli.

The five of them returned with their chat. In a slow motion I pulled my foot from the foot of the front seat.

"Aren't there words like this before approaching his father before his son." My voice was almost like a whisper but the response made me believe that Mely had sharp hearing.

"Don't you have a better way of flirting with my father without being discovered?." Now he glances at me sharply.

"What do you mean young lady? I don't understand." The tiny lips smoothly gave a classic answer to avoidance.

With the graceful motion that I had obtained from the special study of family manners, my grandfather grabbed a glass of water and drank it.

"Do I need to explain it to you, Miss Mely?." I pressed the last word intentionally.

"Please." His tone trembled slightly but not with the look on his face that showed calmness. I began to speak with a fixed gaze in front of them watching those who were busy chatting.

"A few minutes ago you saw me and dad approaching and hurriedly grabbed the phone from inside the bag and held it in the left hand as everything bent down you pretended to drop the phone just like that from your hand is a little left-hand-side right under the chair you're sitting in right now," I nudged down the water giving Mely a pause to digest my story right on target.

"By slowly lowering your head with a fixed position to the front while your phone is under the seat on the left a little backward is not the position to take such a trouble for you Miss Mely?." My toot.

"My son didn't think of that." Mely began to get nervous.

"really? didn't you do it on purpose? with that position you can get your phone longer and that means?." I glanced a little at him. Mely's hands are interlocked signifying that she is agitated.

"Truly, your answer is correct." My words were enthusiastic while looking into his eyes in making Mely aghast in shock.

"You're going to be showing off your very low cleavage to me showing you something that's pretty exposed." I encoded with a glance of my eyes as soon as Mely pulled the collar next to her shirt up. I gave a sweet smile of disdain to Mely.

"Do you think my father would be tempted by Miss Mely?." Mely was just silent, she squeezed her hand even stronger.

"I tell you a secret for free" a cold voice came out of my mouth naturally.

"Dad is familiar with such a sight because many out there father coworkers are competing to attract the attention of father, father is not interested in such a thing. Do you trust me, Miss Mely?." There was no response from Mely.

"Do I have to give you proof to believe?." Without waiting for an answer from the woman my hands have done their job well.

"Aargha!." Exclaim Mely.

"Dad can you clean my sister Mely's clothes for me, my hands are busy cleaning my clothes." Dad looked at us, his eyes glancing at a really fleeting glance towards Mely's wet front shirt and raised his hand to call the maid.

"Please give her a change of clothes." Said the father to the servant.

"Let's come with me, miss." Mely went to follow the waiter with a dead red face.

Dad noticed I was busy wiping the right part of the dress.

"Are you okay, young lady?." Ask Sila.

"What's going on?." Ask Andin.

"I'm okay, sak just wet a little, it was fitting I want to put the glass turned out to be left hand brother Mely want to drink so our hands smashed and our clothes wet with water. We were chatting so we didn't realize that sitting too close could crash that." I clearly.

Mely was really agitated to hear that I was going to give her proof, with her trembling hand she grabbed the glass about to drink to lower her anxiety and I took advantage of the opportunity well.