Bara And Arum

Bonchap - Bima v Prayogha

Bima opened the door of his office room and looked like a middle-aged man sitting on a chair for guests being accompanied by a man whose age was also not much different.

Bima's office space is impressed masculine and minimalist combined with his bedroom. To be able to enter his bedroom, must use a passcode and fingerprints from him so it can not enter carelessly.

The confused Arimbi was brought in just staring at Bima with questioning eyes but Bima just clasped her hand.

"Assalamualaikum, Pa, Oom Gavin" Bima said to the two men sitting there.

"Wa'alaikum salam" Gavin said but not Prayogha Baskara, Bima's father. The teenager was also indifferent and brought Arimbi sitting in his work chair.

"Who is Bim?" tanya Gavin looked at the beautiful teenager Bima had brought.

"My wife-to-be!" bima replied calmly.

"You're 17 years old!" this time Prayogha opened his voice.

"Not now am I married, Mr. Prayogha. At least Arimbi, my future wife, clearly fits my criteria of not matre! Because he's richer than me!" bima said with a sharp look at her papa. "Tumben you guys are here. Take Oom Gavin as a lawyer. What was? Ask for my signature for an asset transfer? Huh yeah?"

Arimbi held Bima's hand and stroked her slowly as if reprimanding her so as not to get emotional. A little bit he could guess the same thing with Bima.

"Who's that girl?" ask Prayogha cynically. "Mostly chili-cabean."

Bima's jaw hardened did not accept Arimbi dikatai like that and it felt like he wanted to beat his papa but an elusan made him hold back.

"At least he's from a good family, not the matre shucks you married!" balas Bima cynical. "Just go to the core of the problem. Which other gold shop should I hand over to that biatch?"

Gavin mentioned a shop located in a mall in South Jakarta. Bima looked emotional and he did not accept that the gold shop that was requested because it was the relic of the mother and could not be handed over if there was no signature of Bima and Radit because all this time Radit is watching and managing it.

"Truly yes, dear Lord Prayogha Baskara! Still less was 12 gold shops taken all? I swear you're going bankrupt! And if you're broke, don't look for me!" hardik Bima was angry.

"God! Watch your mouth! I am your papa!" prayogha.

"Metul, but you only donate sperm*ma, tadpoles, seedlings doang to my mama! Have you ever acted like a true father? The right husband? Where were you when I started learning to walk? Where was I when I started school? And where were you when my mom lay weak in the hospital fighting her cancer?

You are not a father or husband to be respected for your own behavior! Giving your tadpole to my mother's womb doesn't mean you should respect me! There are only two people I have to respect, my late mother and Oom Radit! You are not worthy because of your own attitude! And listen to my words. Me and Oom Radit will not hand over the gold shop to you! Because the gold shop was the only one that belonged to my mother and the relics of Savita Hermawan and Eyang Hermawan. Just give me your own asset Mr. Prayogha Baskara, don't belong to my mama!" Bima's breath goes up and down due to emotions.

"Brazed kid! Don't use the name 'Baskara' behind your name!" hardik Prayogha's.

"By pleasure, dear Lord Prayogha! I will be using the name Hermawan from today! I'LL THROW OUT BASKARA'S NAME! And since today, our relationship broke up as father and son!" bentak Bima's. "Remember Mr. Prayogha, this is the last time you have the right to step on my house! And you Oom Gavin, never persuade Oom Radit or you will regret it!"

Prayogha came out of Bima's office room with a fiery rage. The request of Arum, his wife to be awakened to the hospital did cost a lot and the gold shop Savita owned was the largest compared to the others and the only one he could not have.

Fucking kid!

Gavin looked at Bima whose reddened face restrained his anger. "Mom, are you seriously replacing your last name?"

"Oom Seriously! Please take care of everything. Kan Oom is also my lawyer but for example Oom does not want to because he chooses to work with that person, I will find a lawyer myself."

Gavin nodded. "Oom suggests you look for a lawyer yourself because Oom is afraid that your files can later be misused by your father. Know what your own papa is like."

The middle-aged man looked at Arimbi. "Your face is familiar. What does this have to do with Dr Arum Pradipta?"

"She's my mom" replied Arimbi calmly.

Gavin gawked and laughed. "Bim, don't let your papa know you're in touch with the daughter of the Giandra family because it could run out of your papa."

"Too late Oom, they already know."

***

"Yes..." Bima immediately opened her eyes and her black eyes looked at Arimbi in surprise.

"Huh? You... Call me what?" tanyanya.

"Mas Bima."

Unexpectedly, Bima immediately hugged Arimbi tightly. "I don't you beat it! Please, leave it like this first" he whispered. Arimbi also returned Bima's embrace.

"I'm sorry baby has to see my family drama. But I really want to throw Baskara's name behind mine. I'm sick of that name" whispered Bima.

"Mas need a lawyer?" Arimbi broke his embrace and looked seriously at Bima.

"Yes. I need a lawyer right now because I know that Prayogha will definitely attack me and Oom Radit."

"I have my cousin's brother who works as a lawyer and will be going to Jakarta tomorrow. I will open to him first about the problems faced by Bima mas."

"Whose name?"

"Travis Blair."

Bima patted his eel. That is a family of famous lawyers!

***

Arimbi made a zoom call with his cousin Travis Blair who was ten years older than him. Travis Blair is the son of James Blair, grandson of Neil Blair and great-grandson of Stephen Blair.

Travis Stephen Blair

"So your boyfriend wants to change his last name? I'm surprised that there is a father like that and his son" said Travis, who is now in Singapore.

"Bang Travis, sister Bima is not my girlfriend" said Arimbi Manyun.

"Not but your future husband" quipped Travis. Arimbi further pressed his lips. "All the family knows about you being chased by Bima."

"Astaghfiullah!"

"Look Rimbi, you can help but not for free!" travis's whiny.

"Don't cost a bang" whined Arimbi.

"So, brother, if it's about Bima pro Bono, but brother asked you to have dinner with Brother. How's it?"

Arimbi smiles. "Deal!"

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