BARA (Baskara Wounded in Missing)

Chapter 71's

Alan is still stroking the cheek even though it has been given ice to compress his cheek.

"It hurts Lan?"

Pandu felt guilty seeing the red marks in Alan's hands.

"Sick bego, elo slap pack energy"

Alan was still angry, sticking a cloth wrapped in ice to the cheek.

"Gue would like to reflect the person" Pandu's voice was soft, although he did not really think Alan was angry. But he just feels guilty.

"Still mending elo me, if not already I invite you gelud"

Alan glanced sharply at Pandu, all wrong, Pandu shifted his gaze so as not to meet with Alan's eyes.

"Gue's sorry" Pandu was upset

"Alas with elo sorry my cheeks are healed? "

"a lot of bacots really lo Lan" Baskara poked Alan's forehead with a pillow.

Alan degrades "goes to bully here"

He got up and left

"Where are you going?" shouts Guide

"Eating ice cream"

Alan walked shifting the ice cream special cooling machine. Where the ice cream Baskara bought has not been exhausted.

The homesickness of cooking in the kitchen turned as the sound of friction from the cooling machine sounded.

"What's the taste mom?" alan asked, bringing three ice creams

"Your cheeks haven't healed yet?"

Missed not answering Alan's question, instead giving him another question. Alan held onto his cheek which was still hot.

"Smortals"

Miss walking towards the P3K box which is only two meters away from the cooling machine.

"The ointment is given, let the spit be healed"

Missed giving the ointment to Alan.

"Lo playing behind my wife?"

Baskara's voice echoed in the room. Making Alan roll lazy eyes while receiving the ointment.

"I think dong kalo nudu"

Baskara grinned, directly embracing the shoulder Miss possessively.

"Elo here want to take a step maen game what would you like to eat my ice cream anyway?" ask Baskara when seeing Pandu also walk ice cream

"Purchase ice a lot. Want to change professions, sir?"

Pandu plucks ice cream, when he wants to throw the wrapper on the floor, the plotting from Baskara makes it instantly kicep.

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The scorching sun was shining on Jakarta, almost making thirst continue to appear when out of the room. Especially the traffic that continues to take time. Baskara returned to the office after not working for nearly two weeks, the first reason being grieving, the second reason being lazy.

It seems like the longing bend and hugs of the girl are more comfortable than sitting in a swivel chair full of ac with stacked file.

Agro came out the door with a white envelope in hand. He pulled the corner of his lips, then sat in front of Baskara quietly, not as usual.

"Sir to Chinese investor data please email me"

Baskara did not stare at Agro upon the arrival of the old man, until he was already sitting in front of him, he was still busy with the file in hand.

"Sir, there's something I want to talk about" Agro's voice was serious

"Please"

Baskara was still busy reading every inch of the word in the map, his hands moving to spice up the signature on the map. He pulled up the next map and did the same thing over and over again.

No, the man was difficult to understand how Agro works, he just finished the pile of maps and made Agro sit waiting for an hour.

Baskara looked up, looking at Agro who was still sitting waiting.

"Says there's something to talk about, what?"

Baskara got up tidying up her suit to take a drink at the mini-cooling machine.

"I want to resign"

For a moment, Baskara was sculpted by Agro's sentence, he could not step, could not turn back, only able to stand still with trembling.

"Why?" it was a difficult question after he was gripped by Agro's words.

"I'm old enough to be your secretary"

Agro sentences are full of subtle words, not as joking as usual. With a trembling Baskara sat on his chair and looked at the grizzled old man's face

"Was you working with me, something was troubling you?"

Honestly to let go of Agro Baskara can't yet, he needs this old man. Needing this man to scold her for being late, scolding her for sleeping in the office.

Agro shook his head firmly, that wrinkled face was carrying a twinkle of happiness

"Nothing troubled me during my time working with the ARABA family"

That sentence is sincere in the words of Agro.

"Is your salary too little? Or is there another company that offers high-paying jobs?"

Agro shook his head resolutely, his eyes radiant looking tired, white hair as well as a wrinkled face he forced a smile

"I've finalized my agreement with Mr. Arya"

That sentence makes Baskara's heart race stop, making the oxygen supply around him feel exhausted.

"Sir Arya once promised me, I can leave the company if Mr. Baskara is able to control his own company"

Baskara swallowed his saliva, trying to digest the old man's sentence well.

"As long as I work with my father, I think he has become better at leading the company. Many of the achievements you have achieved" are sentences that are more painful than anything else

Agro handed over a white ampoule with a letter of resignation from him. Baskara's heart was torn to shreds, as if losing Arya. Will Baskara lose Agro too? .

"Sir" Baskara wanted to prevent but the twinkle of fatigue from Agro's eyes made him stop.

"When I stop, please look for a replacement for the other scheduler" he said

Baskara let out a heavy sigh, unwilling. There's no way he's that easy to let Agro go from the company, the guy's been working here for too long, no, I'm sure that's not why Baskara's heart hurt. But he already regarded Agro as his other father.

"Sir Arya once told me" Agro's sentence made Baskara blink his eyes many times.

"He was proud to have a son like a father, he wanted to tell a lot to the father, but to start a story with a teenager who was just as rigid as he was, was difficult for Mr. Arya to do"

Agro rose to greet Baskara. With a limp thread Baskara accepted it.

The man got up, hugged Agro warmly.

"Please don't forget the ARABA family"

Bisik Baskara is full of sincerity. Agro patted Baskara on the shoulder.

"Never leave the Miss in any circumstance. She is a good woman to accompany you"

Agro let go of their embrace, staring warmly at Baskara's face as if he were staring at his son.

"I'll go to Kalimantan, visit me if there's time"

The smile expanded, a moment later she looked down politely and passed away.

I did not agree to write this part, honestly I came to shed tears because I also know Agro, but it seems like the look of Baskara's moaning eyes made me finally want to write it. He was too afraid to lose again, he had lost many loved ones.

He limply walked over to sit down, digesting back Agro's sentence just now. Studying everything well, flashes of memory scattered in front of him. Emitting memories of him and Agro, the old man scolded him and punished like a late school student.

Baskara will lose Agro more than anything, like he lost Arya two weeks ago