A BETRAYAL!
Chapter 52
In the afternoon, Mora and Wildan chose a walk near the Villa.
While others, there are those who leave there are also those who stay at the Villa.
"Mas, back to Villa yuk?" take Mora lethargic.
Wildan stopped his steps, and he saw his wife.
"What's wrong with you, baby?" ask Wildan to worry.
"I'm just tired and a little dizzy, Mas" replied Mora closed his eyes for a moment.
Wildan just carried Mora, he brought her back to the Villa not far from there.
Not long after, the end they arrived at Villa and Wildan just brought Mora into the room.
"Sir" said Hari who was there.
"Please tell the others, we'll be back tonight because my wife is sick" Wildan said.
"Good" replied Hari obediently and without asking anything.
Last day told everyone to go back to Villa and prepare, as soon as possible they will be back in the city.
In the room, Wildan laid Mora down gently. He even kissed Mora repeatedly.
"Mas, I want to sleep first" Mora said softly.
"Sleep, Mas will take care of you here and Fira will take care of our things" Wildan explained gently.
Mora just nodded his head, he seemed to have no energy to just reply to the words of the Husband.
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- Jakarta
Aron bowed his head when Dava informed him that the Widiatma group took all of his shares in the company.
Aron can't do anything about it, he can only and it's likely his company is on the verge of collapse.
Because Widiatma group is the largest shareholder in the company.
"Maybe this is a reprimand for me through my ex-wife, alone" Aron said, closing his eyes.
Seen the face of regret, but now all is useless because it has already been.
"Sir, you can start over with all this leftovers" Dava said politely.
"Yes you're right Dava, and I'll apologize to Mora first" she replied softly.
"Santi, you're checking the finances now. Whether we can afford to complete the project with Sy company or not, and later tonight all employees gathered in the Hall" explained Aron with his resigned gaze.
"Don't give up, we'll always be with you" Santi said softly.
Aron nods his head, choosing to move from there and sits by a large window that directly faces towards the highway.
Dava and Santi just go straight from there, they'll let Aron alone first.
"Mora, I'm sorry. I realize that wealth and contentment will not lead us to happiness. Yes I feel all that now Mora, in my Son and Daughter's house, even the company that I'm proud of, that I fought for and glorified today has almost collapsed.
All this because I'm too tired and greedy, Mora.
Be happy always with your partner, Mora" inner Aron sobbed.
Aron closed his eyes, he sobbed in silence and only his tears flowed.
Regretted? That's exactly how Aron feels now.
But it was too late, for the rice had become porridge.
Aron stepped foot into the bathroom. He would wash his face before going somewhere.
Once enough was felt, he went straight out of his room.
"Dava, for employee collection at the retreat so tomorrow morning only. I'll go somewhere first" Aron said firmly.
"Okay sir" obeyed Dava.
"Can I be with you?" santi said with a smile.
Aron sighed violently and nodded his head.
Then they both went to the place where Aron's car was.
Aron drove off his car with a blank stare and even sounded occasionally he took a deep breath and exhaled violently.
"Mas, believe me if we are sincere then everything will be fine" said Santi gently.
"I'm sincere San, only I'm not relieved if I haven't apologized to Mora" Aron replied quietly.
"Tomorrow morning before going to the company, we go to Mora's mansion first, Mas" said Santi
Aron nodded in agreement, then he refocused on the streets.
Not long after and the end they arrived at the destination.
This is where Aron is, in the orphanage where Mora grew up.
"Come, San" Aron asked with a small smile.
Santi nodded, then they stepped inside.
"Assalamualaikum" said Aron and Santi.
"Waalaikumsalam" replies from within.
Chequek.
"Mother" called Aron with teary eyes.
Brucks.
"I'm sorry Aron ma'am, forgive all the mistakes Aron has done to Mom" Aron said by hugging the mother's legs sobbing.
"I'm sorry Aron Bu, Aron was wrong all this time" he said again with a sob.
The mother of the parlour sighed, she held Aron's shoulder and told him to get up.
"Let's go in first" asked Mother Panti gently.
Then they entered and sat in the living room, Aron hugged the middle-aged woman tightly.
He even said an apology many times with tears that kept dripping.
Santi cried silently to see how Aron regretted all his actions.
Likewise with the mother of the orphanage, he also hugged Aron who he had considered as his own Son.
"Mom has forgiven you, Son" whispered Mother sincerely.
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