Alexio "Pink Diary"

Chapter 105

“Bos, no shipment for you.” One of Alexio's men held out an envelope wrapped in neat plastic with a strong seal on one side.

“Thank you.” Alexio said, shaking his hand and telling him to leave. Using his teeth, the man pulled the hard plastic wrapping package earlier and twisted the envelope cover strap. His hand flipped the envelope until the contents just slid over Alexio's palm. There is a photo, here are some sheets of paper with writing like it.

“What is this!?!” Alexio's eyes were perfectly rounded to see the contents of the photo and his hands also shook even harder when reading the writing and the numbers listed on the sheet. And next, he slammed everything into the return envelope, twisted the body to pick up the keys of his motorbike and rushed towards his destination, as well as carrying the package sent to him.

45 Minutes, with the pull of gas fast, Alexio travel time trimmed a lot and short. His feet were already treading arrogantly under the towering building.

His father's company, Bisma Corporation.

Welcomed by security at the entrance, Alexio just passed by without poking, even the motor just put in the front courtyard of the lobby. Whatever, it's his father's company, too.

Ting!

The iron door had opened perfectly, he used a special elevator that would deliver directly to the floor where his father's room was located.

“Congratulations...” greetings from the secretary of Bhishma ignored by Alexio, not even finished pronounced the man had entered the room of Bhishma.

“Eh, old..” once again, the loud remarks from the secretary of Bhishma who was about to block Alexio from entering were just evaporating in the air, because it was too late.

Alexio had already entered his father's room.

“Al.” Bisma was shocked by the door slammed hard, even the client who sat with him also strangled amazingly, fortunately their heart is still in a safe condition for the behavior of the son of Bisma. They're looking to the same point, Alexio.

“Sorry, he's my son.” When they were busy asking through the clear-looking look of the face, Bisma answered immediately.

“Wait, papa is discussing important matters with client.” Bisma said to Alexio to wait while he was busy with his business, but the man's body remained fixed, his head shook which meant he did not want to obey and was reluctant to wait.

Bisma gets up and approaches Alexio, “Please, papa is busy, Al. This is an important client.” Bisma's tone softened, even seeming to beg her son to understand this special meeting.and once again Alexio shook his head with his sharp eyes, refusing.

“Papa wants to lose a son just for the sake of this damn business?” alexio growled softly, even the envelope that his right hand held became his emotional outlet, tightly packed.

Bisma retreated, after she sighed harshly.

“Sorry gentlemen, there seems to be an urgent matter my son wishes to discuss. Sorry once again, if only we could reset the meeting at another time.” Subjecting his head, as a sincere apology, Bhishma seemed to prefer Alexio over his business.

“Ok, no problem. We understand.” Said the Bhishma client, thank goodness they can accept the request of the Bhishma to have a meeting at a later time.

“Quiet dude.” One of Bisma's clients patted Alexio on the shoulder before reaching the exit, as if they realized something was wrong with the attitude of the son of Bisma. Seemed the hunting breath with eyes sharpened straight at his father. There may be a father and son after this. So the guess of those who already know the family spices.

“Sit, Al.” The bisma who was still on the sofa called Alexio to approach him. And Alexio just before sitting smashed the finished envelope on the table, closer to the position of Bhishma.

Brak!

Bhishma's eyes narrowed to see the thing slammed in front of him, “What is this?” ask Alexio.

“Open it. Papa will know, or maybe get involved.” Alexio's mouth is cold. He lay his head on the back of the sofa, closed his eyes, easing the dizziness that jolted the nerves of his brain.

“What is this?” he opened one photo first. Seen there, Suprapto who wore a large black coat wrapped his body, a round hat covering his head, even black glasses decorate his old face. But that's not the case, is it...

“What's this, Al.?” Bhishma needed confirmation from her son who brought this photo in front of her.

“See first everything, just asked.” Alexio's heart was cold and flat.

Bhishma read the paper sheets, numbers and writing it is a graph, following the transaction data in the form of a table, listed there in 2015, until now 2027.

The bisma reads over and over again, not twice enough to be sure if it is not wrong....

The report was not about the Suprapto company, but all its illegal activities for the sale of weapons, drugs, even with the depraved again, the old man who unfortunately became the father of Bisma, also participate in the trade of people and organs.

“Where did you get all this, Al, replied papa!” Sentak Bisma demanded his son tell him the origin of the report.

Alexio just closed his eyes, his grin rose, as if mocking his father's drama.as a beloved son of Suprapto, with the business of Bhishma who never touched anyone, he said, it's strange that man doesn't know all his own father's activities, right?

“ALEXIO!!” call Bisma, her voice blaring, stomping the whole room, lucky to be soundproof to not ignite the attention of everyone out there.

“Jawab papa.” Press it on every word. Alexio opened his eyes, staring flatly at Bhishma.

“Why ask back? Shouldn't papa know better, grandfather's crime activities during this time.Behold, this company is growing more and more, no one can touch this company. If there were, it would be those who would be destroyed before touching Bhishma.

“Papa doesn't know everything your grandfather did, papa only knows about business. And you also know that the company you founded is purely hard work without the help of your grandfather, which means there is no connection with your grandfather!!” bisma explained.

Indeed, since he was often arranged Suprapto, Bhishma took advantage of his time away by working hard, his business ability should be taken into account until he received a lot of investment assistance, he said, moreover, Linda also supports running cooperation so that the Bhishma company can stand tall in this country. And he was free to do anything to his family without fear of Suprapto's intimidation again. On what basis does Bhishma insist like that, only he knows. It was as if he was trying hard to escape the snares of his father who should be grateful to bestow abundant treasure for him as the only heir.

But Bhishma chose to live alone, and it could be his pride later for his family, this time, Alexio himself.

“You know, papa was not involved in anything with your grandfather, other than the blood ties as father and son, like you too, Al.” Lirih Bisma looked at her son who was also looking at her closely. Looking for lies there, the unlucky Alexio gets honesty there.

So, did Suprapto do it all himself? And.. Is the contents of other records that he did not show his father about the cause of Alexia's death related to Suprapto true?

Then why would Alexia's diary explain things differently? Waitaminute! He remembered something...

“Arghhh shit, I forgot!!” His error punched the table glass in front of him to make Bisma surprised to see it.

Alexia did write a lie in the pink diary that was in Alexio's hands, but, not necessarily the girl did that extent, she wrote in another diary....

And a piece of writing revealing the truth is still neatly preserved, in the grounds of their old home, where still buried honesty in another pink diary, but unfortunately, Alexio forgets about it. Even though in the pink diary that was on Alexio, tucked in the code of existence of the secret object is now buried in the cold ground like the owner who had been buried first.

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