ARINDAS

Six eyes

Being in the CEO's room at the same time dealing with the father of the man we love, it must be awkward and frightening. Arinda, too, kept his head down, not daring to look ahead. In addition, there was a man of Caucasian descent who was looking at him sharply.

“Arinda, introduce this Shavic, husband of my first daughter.”

Arinda looked up and put both hands together. “Greetings, Mr. Shavic. I'm Arinda, Assistant Mr. Ricko.”

Shavic nodded without replying. His face was flat without a smile.

Until the daughter-in-law gave off a cold aura. It seemed, as they gathered the atmosphere was extremely frozen. Really an ice family. Arinda. The girl seemed to have forgotten until she realized that she herself was also very cold. So, they fit in, don't they?

“Sorry, Mr. Rahardian. Do I have an error?” ask Arinda slowly.

“Yes, your mistake is being present in my son's life at the wrong time,” Rahardian replied flatly.

“Sorry. But, I don't have any relationship with your son, sir. We are just coworkers.”

“Oh, yes? Then, what is this?”

Rahardian showed me their photos.

Arinda looked at it with a glare. He's surprised. “I-it ..”

You're a beggar girl of love. The man in front of you who is Ricko's father must be angry. Women don't know themselves! Therefore, do not feel pretentious to be able to get a rich prince. The path to get there is too complicated and steep. Now, it's over. Indirectly, you were denied outright to be a son-in-law, Inner Arinda.

“What do you think of those photos? Does it look like a co-worker?”

“Sorry, Mr. Rahardian. Sa-me ..”.

“You love my son?”

Oh, myGod! This is the toughest question of my life. Then, what do I have to answer? Yes or no. Ricko, where are you, anyway? I'm afraid of your Papa. Where was that, brother-in-law, you were so concerned. I feel like a thief. The thief who failed to get your love, Rick. Arinda.

“Sa-me .. emm .. sorry.” Arinda looked down inside.

Usually the girl would answer anyone's questions firmly and loudly. But, this time, he died a flea. Don't know what to answer. Only an apology can be said.

“So, right you guys are in love?” ask Rahardian again.

Duh, dear Mr. Rahardian. I doang, sir, who is in love. Father's son did not. Doi playfully. Evil is the son of the father. Tega toying with my pretty kayak girl. In fact, yes, sir, if Ricko and I have children guaranteed to be superior seeds, deh. Be it face or intelligence, inner Arinda full of confidence.

“Your son does not love me, Sir. So, there's nothing you need to worry about. We are really just coworkers.”

“So the foolish boy complied not to declare love to you. Good!” rahardian pretended not to know.

“HAH!” arinda shouted reflexively while directly slapping her mouth with her hands. “Sorry. I'm shocked. You mean?”

Rahardian told Ricko of his prohibition on expressing love. Arinda was gaping to not believe that the idol still loves him. Wanted to jump happily, but was ashamed of the two people in the room. So, he just smiled blush.

However, Rahardian's next words made Arinda speechless. The CEO told me that in plain sight was facing quite dangerous conditions. The girl was surprised. His safety is threatened.

Arinda looked down inside. He felt guilty for Ricko. In fact, it had slapped him tightly.

“Arinda, do you understand your situation now?”

“Iya.”

“Good.”

“Pak, can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

“Do you bless me with Ricko?”

Rahardian spontaneously laughed. In fact, the man beside her smiled wryly.

“It turns out to be true that my son-in-law said. You're a smart, brave, and assertive girl.”

Does that cold guy know what about me? What did he say to Mr Rahardian? It's strange! Just get to know today, Arinda's inner self while looking at Shavic at a glance. Because, he was reluctant to stare for long at the green and sharp netra.

“Thank you. I'm quite flattered.”

“As a Father, I never forbid my sons and daughters to be with anyone. Origin, they are good people and from family well.”

Hearing Rahardian's words, Arinda's self-confidence suddenly shattered. After all, he is not from a good family. His father was a drunk and a gambler. In fact, the princess just wayangnya be sold. Pupus is hoping to be with Ricko. The girl really had to give up on the fate of her failed romance.

Hey, stupid girl! Hence, awake! Supposedly, from the beginning you realized that the decision to be with Ricko was wrong. This family was too high as it was above the sky. It's hard to reach out and align with them. While you! Let alone treasure, not even a good name. Arinda is sad.

“From your answer I quite understand. Sorry, I was so presumptuous to have loved your son. I will go from him, after the contract expires.”

“Then, make my son sad.”

Arinda looked at Rahardian. “Sorry, Mr. Rahardian. I'm not in your criteria. I have a dark past. Also, I am not from a good family.”

Arinda had to be straightforward. He just doesn't want to lie. Because, the girl began to realize who she was and her position. Nothing more than a self-informed woman with a messy family background.

Therefore, Arinda did not want to ruin it by entering the family.

“Arinda, someday you will know where you come from,” Rahardian said.

“I pretty much know where I'm from. I have a bad family background.”

Rahardian. “You are from a respectable and fine family, Arinda.”

Arinda. “You mean?” Well from where? Does having parents like to get drunk and gamble fall under the honorable criteria? Not to mention, I used to be very familiar with the night world and bad image as a matre woman. They seem to misunderstand or misunderstand people. Ah, I'm dizzy!

“There will come a time you will know for yourself.”

“Sorry, Mr. Rahardian. Can I ask for an explanation?"

“No.”

I hate riddles! The life I live is hard enough. Why add to it with mysterious words? Arinda was angry.

Hearing Rahardian's reply, Arinda chose silence. He refused to extend a question that clearly already knew what the answer was. Thought the girl, maybe right, she was wrong. For there is no honorable or kind word for the drunkard, the gambler, and the seller of his own daughter.

“Nona ...”

Arinda turned her attention to Shavic, the Caucasian man who had been silent. But, suddenly called her Miss.

“Call Arinda only, Sir.”

Shavic ignored Arinda's request. “Nona, I hope you two can take care of each other. And, from now on be careful. What are you two doing right now, they start sniffing.”

“Can you explain it, Sir?”

“No. But, I quite know you're a smart girl. Surely can understand it quickly.”

Cheer me up if I pinch their two cheeks. Do they think I'm a maze game? Or a psychic who can read minds? In fact, I am not a real wonder woman who can face enemies without fear? Why not just say it plainly? Just make a mumet! At least Ricko and I can avoid dying silly. Arinda was upset.

“Arinda, can I ask something?” asked Rahardian to beg.

“Iya, of course if I can,” replied Arinda while smiling thinly.

“Don't tell Ricko if we chat here.”

....

Some time in a large room very cold temperature, but give off a hot atmosphere. Making Arinda hot. He finally decided to resign. Than the level of beauty is reduced due to a lot of frowning.

“Pap, what are your plans now?”

“Let them both solve those problems. Have your men just monitor it from far away. Act if both are unable or wedged situation.”

“What about the enemies we don't know yet who they are?”

“Papa is looking for that information. You helped Papa too, huh?”

“Sure. With pleasure, Pap.”

“Shavic, never tell Narendra women. Papa's lazy if they've undermined. It's hard to refuse later. You know yourself how the three.”

Shavic smiled and nodded. One of them is his beloved wife. Which is exactly where the in-laws say. It will be difficult to refuse the wife's request. As it already is.

Because, Narendra's men will be very fierce outside. But, shrinking when it comes to these women.

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Talking to men who have above average intelligence levels, makes Arinda frustrated. He washed his face many times with cold water just to lower the heat on the head.

Then, looked at his face in the mirror and smiled bitterly.

Arinda POV's

Actually, what's up? What the hell is going on? Why is the world of the rich so complicated?

My safety is also threatened. But, what is the meaning of my life. Ricko is more important.

If I die, it won't change anything. Different from Ricko. If he dies everything changes.

I have to look after Ricko. At least, I still have a few more months to continue to be by his side.

And ....

What does Mr Rahardian mean about my origins? Where did I come from?

Papa Erwin, I'm your son, right?