Against the Young Director

Second home

The latest output car with a number of 5 pieces around the world silver stops in the minimalist home page but still impressed luxurious with silver paint white combination. The yard looks green because the flower plants and ornamental grass that grows there adds to the natural aroma.

Pras got down from the car, Laku He immediately opened the back door.

"You've made sure everyone's out of this house." Refan said with the condition of the body that is still in the car seat.

"Already, Re" replied Pras firmly.

Pras has coordinated all the servants in the house of both Master and his little friend before arriving home.

Refan did not want a single person's nose to stay in the house as long as He was at home. All the servants were only in charge of cleaning the house and preparing all the needs of Refan.

All those who worked as servants in the second house of Refan were given a proper place to live. The house is located behind a large house separated by a small garden. All thanks to the hard work of Pras, how to keep the house always well maintained even though there are no servants who stay and when emergencies are easily called at any time. He understood why Refan wanted to stay at home no one was in it. He doesn't want anyone to know his personal life.

Refan stepped foot into the house followed by Pras. Refan headed to the middle room and sat down on the sofa then leaned his head. Not usually his body feels weak like this. Pras went to the kitchen to get water. Refans are not accustomed to drinking alcoholic beverages, soda and the like. He prefers water to quench his thirst after work.

"Please drink it, Re" Pras said as he offered a glass of warm water in his right hand to Refan. His left hand held a glass filled with orange juice for himself.

Refan took the water and gulped it down until there was nothing left.

"Have you been in the file about that English boy?"

Refan again rested his head on a sofa.

"Uhuk uhuk." The choking pras of orange juice heard Refan's question. Because Refan had never been in a hurry in any case except information about the death of his parents first.

"What are you thinking?" tanya Refan flat.

"Ha ha ha, there's nothing I'm thinking about, Re. Looks like there was a notification, I'll check first."

Pras immediately took the handpon nailed his pants and opened it.

"It's been sent to you, Re."

"Random, Pras." Refan closed his eyes but did not sleep. His feeling was so depressed, his physique felt weak that just to read the news his head felt dizzy.

All this is not as usual because He has been just work and work without any fatigue.

"Aina Salsabila, she is the only daughter of Mahendra mahiswari, the sole heir to the Mahiswari company, which is now owned by Sony Mahesa and the company was renamed Mahesa company."

"What!!" Refan's voice hardened while his hands clenched as if to throw his punch. He immediately got up from the backrest and opened his eyes wide. He smelled something wrong.

Pras saw the reaction of Refan as if he understood what his friend thought.

"Will it continue?" ask Refan carefully.

"Yes, continue." Now the Refan position is not leaning. He looks serious.

As Pras continued, Refan raised his left hand as a sign that he wanted Pras to stop.

"Sony, psychopath" said Refan flat but implied so deeply.

"Investigate sony and the cause of the girl's parents' death, if what I think of sony is true, crush him to his roots." Refan's expression gave Pras goosebumps for the second time.

Pras just nodded his head like he was unable to say anything.

He felt that the first time he heard the phrase Refan was a natural thing because the victim was his own parents. But this, the parents of a little girl he did not know and even dared to fight against him.

He did know exactly how Refan helped a foreclosed company like the Mahiswari company in a different way of course, so others thought that Refan was a ruthless businessman. Though Refan did not take advantage of the company he had helped. For Refan the judgment of people is not important in his life. He did not need any recognition that He was a good person because for him he invited many sycophants who came to him, making his life even more bland if many people knew his identity.

"Now go home, complete your task, if it has finished the investigation make the manuscript but the file still keep it safe. I'm gonna take a break." Refan stepped his foot to leave Pras who was still sitting looking at him.

"Re." Call Pras serah standing from his seat.

Refan stopped his footsteps without saying a word without turning his back.

"When are you coming home with me?" tanya Pras hesitated.

"Why? are you bored?"

"It's not so, Re. Jasmin asks you every day, and tomorrow is his 23rd birthday. You know, every day I see her tears in her eyes just wanting to see you, Re."

"Whatever, I don't care at all." Refan did not continue his steps.

Pras took a breath.

"I know it's hard for you, but Jasmin doesn't know anything either, Re. Unless you're being honest with her, at least she knows why you've been away from her all this time."

Pras had no other choice He had to say it now even though He knew at this moment his condition was not right.

Refan did not flinch at all with the expression of the friend who shook to be his right hand.

"Go home." Refan continued his stalled steps.

Pras observed Refan's footsteps until he disappeared behind the door.

Pras knew that Refan was concerned with Jasmin, otherwise Jasmin might still be allowed to stay in the main house and told him to take care of her. Although at that time Refan ordered him not to guard him but in other words to watch him closely. On the grounds Jasmine could have inherited the habits of her parents.

At that time, Pras wondered, if that was the only reason why Jasmin was not placed in other places or even outside the country if Refan really hated him. Even Refan who came out of the Main House chose to live in a second house that was never known by Jasmin before.

But now that He understood, He still loved Jasmin like he used to. It's just that now the conditions are different so He loves her in his own way.

And for Pras, he knew Jasmin not too long just when Refan and Jasmin vacationed at his home first but a short time it was able to make Pras understand how much Refan loves Jasmin.