BARA (Baskara Wounded in Missing)

Chapter 63

I miss him

Until I had trouble breathing

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4 Years is not a minute. Spent with many changes in Baskara's life. Fill the day with more positive things. He reduced communication with Miss, as long as Baskara had the ambition to change himself.

There have been many changes that he got, currently he occupies the position of CEO in the company. Arya retired three years ago. While Agro still remains chatty and forgets to say noon and morning.

"During noon sir"

Agro looked down respectfully while grinning the horse.

"Sir this morning" corrects Baskara.

"He's his brother I want to go home"

Agro can always make a laugh every day. While stepping on the chair, he opened the laptop and started working.

"Where is the cooperation with companies in Vietnam?"

Agro handed over a tablet specifically monitoring the company. The tablet scrolls through Baskara by reading word for word.

"So I'll fly to Vietnam next week"

Baskara refocused his focus on the screen, as Agro immediately went to finish his work. Baskara has full trust in Agro, in addition to Agro people who have long worked he can also be relied on.

The company developed very rapidly during Baskara's work. It has done a lot of cooperation with overseas companies, not to mention a lot of shares in other companies owned by Baskara.

One important point is that the company has contributed to state activities, even sponsoring many educational activities, olympiades, and even the Asian Games. To achieve that there is a price to be paid, spend time communicating with Miss for example.

Baskara is lucky to have a wife who can understand it, even though once a week communicate, Miss does not dispute it all. Every day must be in torment of longing, Baskara can always shift with a focus on the company. Although sometimes he had to sit in the corner of the office while hugging the photo of Miss. It doesn't matter if they have to be tortured like that as long as they can be happy without suffering anymore.

Baskara was still staring at the writing on the screen without shifting the direction of view even a little, when the handpone shook his focus immediately collapsed instantly. On the screen is the name Alan, once the call movement is directly connected

"Bas, are we buying cake?" the boisterous voice across almost made Alan's voice inaudible

"The important ones are all in order" said Baskara lightly

"Gue pesen food in my restaurant huh?"

"So far as elo Lan"

"Want to give me a present?" reiterate Alan with a loud shout

"No, I've got a present"

"okay"

The call just got cut off. After finishing the work, Baskara stood up while tidying up the suit, she walked towards Agro's room.

The man was drinking tea while reading the newspaper in the office chair

"Wahhh this secretary leha leha more than the CEO huh?"

Hearing Baskara's voice, Agro immediately folded the newspaper and confirmed his seat. He laughed crisply

"There's no incoming mail yet that I need to work on"

"Ha ha ha"

Baskara is not the cruel type of leader, always demanding his employees to work too hard. He did not mind the employees leha leha, just that every report must be in his hands two days before the deadline

"I want to go home sir, later the file I want to sign just put it on the table"

Baskara passed by while waving her hand.

The view of employees never separated from him, sometimes someone called his name while smiling flirtatiously. It was commonplace according to him, even when he was S2, many students who expressed love clearly explained.

His car splits traffic beautifully, heading for the elite, he plays the song call out my name. The sound beautifully filled Baskara's car. Arriving at home, Alan, Pandu and Rama are seen being sorted out.

He went down and walked in leisurely. Seeing a house that has been decorated with a lot of food makes it satisfied.

"Eh Lan's. That's not a balloon left?"

Coming to comment, Baskara stood near Alan while asking him to lower the balloon.

"Awas Ndu, my house paint is expensive" he said passed away going to change clothes.

Takes care of the decor, the dining, and everything, done by the four of them to completion. That means doing while commanding Alan's employees.

Alan opened a restaurant and decor business in Jakarta, while Rama's job was only to help spread the invitation, Pandu did not help much because at the end of this he had to start an internship at the prosecutor's office.

Baskara sighed after her decor was done. Feeling satisfied he immediately clapped his hands festively.

"Gue ain't in vain tell you guys"

Baskara threw herself on the sofa while closing her eyes. Drowsiness just spread in his body.

"Wake me up at 3 "

After saying that, he fell asleep on the sofa.

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Repeatedly Alan kicked Baskara's stomach so that the child woke up and picked up the phone that kept ringing on the table.

Groping the table he raised the call without seeing who the caller was

"Where?" a cold voice typical of someone greeted him.

"Home" replied Baskara with a hoarse voice typical of people waking up oysters

"You sleeping?"

"Yeah"

Lazily lazy Baskara changed his sleeping position

"You so pick me up no shit? "

The screams at the other end made Baskara's life instantly accumulated. He sat down and rubbed his eyes, he saw the clock had shown three o'clock past twelve minutes, Baskara jumped. He turned off the call Miss was so aware of the living room that had not been tidied up.

"Woy wake up"

Baskara patted the bodies of Rama , Alan, and Pandu.

"Hindu has come to bangke"

One beat the three wake up compactly, they scramble to clean the guest room.

"Gue pick up Miss, clean this" he said.

He half ran to pick up a suit that made him handsome. No need to take a shower, he just need to tidy his hair to look manly, long time looking for clothes finally his choice fell into a suit of ashes.



Fortunately, the streets are a little bit friendly. He had already found Miss who was waiting while pouting. The tiny body was wrapped in a blue yellow shirt. Baskara waved happily, after nearly four years they had not met finally being able to meet now.

While running Baskara spread his arms intending to embrace Miss.

The girl spread her hands in response to the rejection.



Until in front of him the hand span must fall limply. While advancing her lips she approached Miss

"Haaaaa kangen, want a hug"

Again Baskara spread his hands.

"Where are you from?"

Missed to see the appearance of Baskara from top to bottom.

"The office"

He affirms the body, so that the CEO is full of authority

"Sandal-wrinkle?"

Jlebb

Baskara was mortally embarrassed when she found herself wearing only house slippers. Oh my God he forgot to change his shoes.

He was still looking down at the black sandals that were hammering with socks. But the warm embrace of Longing made him develop a smile

Baskara returned the hug tighter, swinging swinging, she kissed the top of Miss's head.

"Kangennnnnn bangett"

Baskara teetegun, four years turned out to be able to turn Miss into someone who is a little open to her feelings. When did Baksara ever hear Miss say the word miss. If it's not wrong he's never heard that phrase.

The smell of baby powder moistened with water still continues to exist in Miss. He breathed in the scent of his throat.

Baskara let go of the embrace while smiling widely.

Cup

He kissed the lips of Miss at a glance, the girl smiled shyly, there was a reddish tinge on her cheeks.

Longing to embrace her even tighter, they did not care about the gazes of people. Bodo time, anyway they want to let go of longing right now.

"You hug until gini continues"

Well, just aja Baskara tightened his embrace, the sentence Missing actually made Baskara's body limp.

"And it was Elo who hit me first"

"Udah come home"

I miss pulling a suitcase while holding Baskara's hand. They walked towards the parking lot where Baskara's car was.

"You changed cars?"

When in front of the RS7 audi car, Miss is amazed.



"I didn't change cars for four years"

Baskara opened the door for Miss, while holding the lip of the roof of the window so that the head of Miss did not hit. Baskara surrounds the car to sit in the driver's seat.

"Much has changed from me"

Baskara drove her car to the house.

Look, the house is not an apartment, since 3 months ago he has bought a house in the North Jakarta area, Pantai Indah Kapuk (PIK), access is quite close to the toll road and airport. Although far from the company but this is an area that according to Baskara is very comfortable.

Missed only playing Baskara's hand while leaning her head on her shoulder. She missed the smell of her husband.

"Lo pack this up"

"What?"

While receiving the blindfold, Miss just stared at him without doing what Baskara told her to do.

"Just father"

"I'm not going to be thrown away, am I?"

Instead, according to him, he accused Baskara of unreasonable charges. Because to miss trusting Baskara is the same as trusting minors, where he often forgets his promise.

"Seudzon is with her husband. Just pack"

I don't want to miss wearing blinders. While holding on so as not to be thrown away by Baskara.

The car felt Missing had stopped, and Baskara's hand grip was even removed, with the fear of Miss clutching her pants.

"Baskara"

He called Baskara's name, but there was no word from the man.

"Bassa"

Again, the man did not answer. Even the surrounding situation was quiet.

It is impossible to be thrown out in the forest.

Missing the intention of removing her blindfold, when touching the blindfold, her hand was blocked by someone

"I haven't told you to open it yet"

Baskara leads Miss out of the car.

"You're bad, I've called you"

While hitting Baskara's chest, Miss already shed her tears. Can't bear to not hug, Baskara pulls Miss his cuddle.

"Gue dear elo Rin"

He hugged Miss more tightly, the hug managed to make Miss's cry subside. A hug means more than anything. Baskara misses this tiny body, she misses everything in misses. He misses me more than anything. Even just breathing in, he felt hard

"Gue dear elo"

That sentence he whispered while stroking the back of Miss. His hug tightened, making Baskara hide his face bent Miss. I don't know how many things they've been through.