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Episode 6

Sean rushed out of his inn room last night. He drove his car back to his apartment. Although Sean's life is a mess at night, he will return to his sane during the day.

His ability to manage his family's hospitality business, arguably very qualified. The five-star hotel that he held for the past few years is increasingly visible progress.

Many new ideas come out that attract customers while the hotel is in Sean's hands. Actually, Sean is the man in charge. He will do everything in detail. A mature way of thinking, he always thinks far ahead before making a decision.

As the first son of the Rayen family, Sean was able to manage his family business to become more advanced. Many want to work with him. However, Sean's lifestyle is still a mess, his harsh nature is very brutal. Cannot be regulated by anyone, including his own father.

Several times Sean was asked to get married, because his age was fairly mature. But who could force that cold-hearted man. At just 26 years old, Sean has been able to become the owner of the most luxurious hotel in the city.

Arguably since the White Coast Hotel was managed by Sean, the hotel continues to enter the ranks of luxury hotels and become the number one hotel in the city.

Not satisfied with just holding one hotel, now Sean entered again in the apartment management business.

Like stepping on two sides, Sean continues to step up the ladder of success is getting higher. But he stepped on his moral life getting lower.

The performance achieved by Sean is inversely proportional to his nature outside of work. Sean is like two people with different personalities. Occasionally, he became a very dignified person, but other times he became someone who was morally weak.

There is a reason behind all of his attitudes, but certainly, his attitude shows that he is still unstable in determining attitudes.

He is still too fragile to live life.

He dropped his body on the bed, staring at the ceiling of his luxury apartment room. It's a long way, different from where he stayed last night, but why?

In that simple place he was able to melt his eyes fiercely.

A message went into his phone, he grabbed his phone which was in his jacket pocket.

[Boss, shareholders meeting, this afternoon at 11:00 WIB].

A message from Farrell, his personal assistant.

Throwing the phone hard on the bed, like not heeding the message, Sean closed his eyes again.

***

From morning, the young girl was busy cleaning her simple house, in between busy activities, she still had to take care of the house.

This is why he chose night work. He would not be able to leave his father lying alone at home.

If he works during the day, then his papa will be alone at home. However, if he works at night, then day and night his papa will accompany him.

There will be Megi by day, and there will be Mika by night.

The two brothers worked with each other on their duties.

Only Mirza who does not know themselves, in the midst of the difficulty of their lives, he instead of being the solver of all the restless, even the cause of trouble.

It doesn't matter if he just closes his eyes with their difficulties, the important thing is that he doesn't become a thorn again in the family.

"Meg," a gentle call, from a man in the room.

"Yes, Pa."

"Here, son." He waved his hand, telling his daughter to go into the room.

"Does Mirza still bother you a lot?" ask the man, sad.

"Sister Mirza? Not really, Pa," Megi replied curiously.

"Don't lie, Papa's daughter isn't a liar."

"No, Pa, Mika's sister and Mirza's sister take good care of Megi, really, Pa. Megi's proud of them, Pa."

The girl hugged the fragile body of the giver of life. Unable to look at his wrinkled face, Megi's eyes that had been dewy could not keep this bitter secret anymore.

"Megi, still got to wash, Pa." The girl got out of her father's shabby bed, came out quickly. Wash both eyes, so that the man does not notice.

Which father doesn't know if his son is having trouble? Every parent will know the awkwardness that their children keep.

Behind his helplessness, a father is still able to know what the baby keeps.

As with Affandy, he knew, that all this time the smile of the young girl was a fake. He knew that his little girl was living a hard life.

He often heard from neighbors that Megi was often in a gambling place.

Megi is often ushered in by Mirza as a lecherous gratifier for men who may be his age. Disappointed in her mind, Megi was the only woman in their family, but why? Three burly shoulders of men could not protect him.

Mika, is the only shoulder trying to protect her. But Mirza, is the shoulder that plunges her.

Unable to see his children's behavior, every night Affandy always blames himself for his helplessness as a father.

Affandy grabbed a picture frame on the bedside nightstand. Seeing the face that has always adorned his days and gave birth to his three children.

The woman who if at first glance a stranger sees it is Megi, however, if more in the attention again it is his mother.

Megi is a new shape change from his late mother, her cute and sweet face is very similar to his mother's face.

That was why, Mirza hated that little girl so much. Megi's face, each corner of which was carved exactly his mother, made Mirza even more upset if she saw him.

Mirza, who was close to her mother, had to accept losing her figure when she was five years old.

Mirza's hateful feelings are initially based only on Megi taking her mother, the more the day turns bigger, seeing Megi mature the more she looks like her mother.

Megi's face always reminds him of the wound, for him Megi is the struggle for life. Not only did he take his mother's life, but he also took all of her physical possessions.

Because of this, Affandy entrusted Megi to his sister who worked as a fashion designer in Beijing. Far from being a mere puppet princess, only able to see her daughter occasionally in the midst of her busy life as a pushy.

Currently, Megi inherited the talent from his sister. Megi was able to carve a beautiful painting from his fingers. But alas, right now Megi can only work rough. He could no longer afford to pay for his son's education.

In all the ramifications of his personal life, slowly but surely, Affandy began to lose his balance and had to end up like this.

Like there is no end, now he must be tested through his second child. Mirza who from childhood was always cheerful and had a gentle attitude, slowly growing into an adult man with a pile of anger that never brimmed.

Her handsome parasites were always adorned with piercing eyes. Almost every time Mirza came home, his face was always bruised, the pure white skin he had always looked dull and smelly.

Far away, Mirza changed, he was the most reliable child first, Mirza's intelligence surpassing Mika, Affandy always educate him as an heir. However, fate says otherwise, he has not had time to really educate Mirza, their situation has changed.

As the first child, Mika took on all the responsibilities that she left behind. The boy who he always cared for and educated wholeheartedly, even made his situation worse.

Suppose the wife is still here, maybe it won't be like this. Perhaps in the midst of their life's difficulties, there were still jokes and laughter tucked away.

There will still be families who strengthen each other, not hurt each other as now.

The corner of those wrinkled eyes began to refract water dew. Perih, her daughter should still be able to live comfortably at this time. Not even working to get here and there. Makes her tiny body more and more look slim.

***

"Not yet, Mr. Rayen."

"Ck ... Where's the kid?" The authoritative man took out a cell phone from his black suit pocket.

Contacting the boy is just his puppet, connected, yet, not at all lifted. After several times trying to contact, finally the waiting present showed the nose of his nose.

Wearing a shirt shirt without buttons, wearing black underwear with a picture of panthom. Jeans are denim colored and there are some tears on the knees and thighs. Her long hair was tied knot. Enough to make Rayen shake his head to see his son's behavior.

"Come on! Mr. Rayen." Take him, jump into the elevator.

Rayen could only shake his head, not knowing what to do. His son was an adult, but his behavior was still like a sulking teenager.

He followed his son into the elevator.

"Don't wear that shirt at meetings, Sean," Rayen said softly.

"Indeed why? The important thing is I'm comfortable," replied Sean indifferently.

"But this is a shareholders meeting. Adjust your appearance!" Rayen, pressing.

"That works my brain, not my appearance" replied Sean, not even turning his head in the slightest.

"Sean Rayen Son. Don't forget I'm your father!" The heavy sound rose, filling the small room inside the elevator.

"Did my appearance interfere with my intelligence, Mr Dirut Rayen?" sean asked, looking at the cynical tall man next to him.

This opposition will be endless, Rayen chose silence rather than having to fight with his own flesh and blood.

Sean is no longer like his son, he looks like a stranger.

There's a distance that separates the boy and the father. Right now they were indeed standing side by side, but the wall Sean had erected was too sturdy to be destroyed.

It is undeniable, Sean's cleverness is indeed worthy of two thumbs up. That's what makes Rayen can't dwell against the harshness of Sean's attitude. If Sean is not willing to help take care of his business, then everything will be out of control.

He had only two children, but his two children were unable to educate him. He is a successful businessman, but at home, Rayen is just a failed father.

Sean grew up to be a man who did not live because of his life, it was his fault. Rena is stuck in free association also because she. The mansion he built was only a prison, a witness that he was a failed leader.

Failed to maintain the integrity of his family. Sean left home eight years ago. He chose to live in his own apartment. Do not ask how his life after that, which is sure his life is messy in no direction.

Sean walked leaving Rayen behind. He entered the meeting room, no wonder he saw the appearance of the handsome man.

For the other meeting participants, they were used to seeing Sean dressed up like that.

Some of them also knew there was a cold war between the child and the father.

Without much ado Sean immediately began to present his ideas. It can not be changed anymore, whatever is circulated by Sean always produces a positive response.

"Well, the higher the profit revenue of the white coastal hotel, I intend to rebuild the apartment building in the west corner of the city. There's a vast empty land and I .. I mean, I checked the location there."

"Why should it be on the west side of the city?"

"Because of the strategic location of Mr. Rayen's honorable Director," Sean replied with a fake smile on his thin lips.

Hearing his son's words, Rayen was even more embarrassed. Like losing his wife, Rayen tried to stop his son's behavior.

"South."

"Please don't break my sentence again, dear Mr. President. Let me finish my idea first, okay."

Sean continued his presentation, completely ignoring the face of his father who he was throwing with shame.

Rayen just let out a long sigh, Sean's opposition was no longer able to stop him. Rayen could only bow shyly in front of the other meeting participants.

***

"Papa, let's eat first" Megi said, bringing a plate of lunch.

It helps the old man to sit on his bed.

Patiently he fed the man the food he had been cooking.

"Meg, I'm sorry Papa, yes" said the man as he stroked Megi's head.

"Why apologize, Pa?"

"Father can't love you a decent life. Sorry Papa failed to be a good Papa to you."

"Don't talk like that, Pa. Papa, Mika's sister and Mirza's sister are the greatest happiness for Megi" the girl replied as she fed the much-loved man.

"If Papa dies later, Megi invites your brother to move, yes. Leave the person who hurt you here."

"Father!" I shouted a little loudly.

He could not accept hearing his father's words, such as losing the spirit of life.

"Papa does not know himself, but Papa never took care of you from childhood. Now that Papa is old, ask you to take care of him, Papa."

"Please don't say things like that, Pa. Megi doesn't want to hear anything anymore."

"Yourself."

Megi quickly thrust a glass of water to give to Affandy. However, the glass of water instead of being swallowed was instead spilled mixed with blood coming out of his mouth.

"Yes Allah. Papa!" megi shouted as he watched the man's condition get worse.

He quickly picked up the tissue in the middle pot, when he returned, the old man was already frozen helplessly.

"Father!" megi screamed while shaking the thick body of the man.

His eyes were flooded with clear fur. He grabbed a cell phone, called Mika. However, Mika's phone was left on the buffet.

The more quickly the little girl cried, confused to seek help. He decided to leave the house, only three steps he had returned.

Too panicked, Megi confused what to do. He took Mika's phone and tried to find someone who might be able to help him, in the midst of the panic, somehow the name of Sean on his phone, hoping that the door of the cruel man's heart could be knocked to help him.

Being, the one on the phone still explained his idea in front of the meeting participants. The ringing tone of the phone was ringing loudly. His hand grabbed from his pants pocket and looked at him. Instantly his forehead creased.

"Mika? Tumben benget called?" Sean put his phone back in his pocket, but he had not been able to enter, the phone was lifted.

"Sir .. Sean, help me."