BETWEEN THE CEO AND THE MAFIA

Samuel Bagaskara

"Do I need to take you to the hospital, sir?" glen asked after seeing the condition of his boss that was full of injuries.

Arga threw herself down on the sofa while sighing, "No need!"

"Why did Mr Ayash suddenly come here and beat you up? What's the matter really?"

Arga sneered at his forehead which felt a little dizzy, "Huh! As you can guess. He knows everything."

"You mean?"

"Yes, he already knew that I told Tiger King to kidnap him. I've also told you the reason why I did it because he's not my real brother. It seems like he was shocked too."

"What should we do now?" Glen looked worried at his master's explanation. He knew that in the future his young master would face complicated problems.

"Yes what? Yes let it go." replied Arga relaxed.

"Mr Reonal would have been very angry if he had known, sir."

"Let papa know. Thank God that he could realize that his biological son was only one, that is me. I don't want to see that cheap woman take the Hartadi family's treasure as small as anything."

"Sir.... "

"Already, already! Don't talk about it anymore! You better get out, close the door and make sure no one gets into my room. I'm gonna take a break!" Arga closed his eyes.

"Good, sir." Glen immediately exited the room to carry out his master's orders.

Glen could only shake his head with the stubbornness of Arga who had been beside him for a dozen years. Since long ago its nature was very hard and indisputable. One thing he was surprised, Arga loved Ayash like his own sister. But, at once everything changed when Mr. Reonal entrusted his first company to Ayash. Arga turns hostile towards her sister and seeks to get rid of the company that seems to mean so much to Arga. I don't know what the reason is, Glen doesn't know.

*****

Prita came out of the room wearing knee-length pants and a short-sleeved plain shirt. He thought a hair tie lying on top of the refrigerator then tied his hair origin. He walked towards the kitchen, took the dishes containing the dishes that he had previously cooked and arranged them on the dining table.

She was spending time in her room watching her favorite Korean drama. Suddenly Bayu called, saying that this afternoon he wanted to have lunch with him.

Bayu did not tell her to cook. He could have taken her to a restaurant. But today she cooked. It's a shame that it wasn't eaten. So, he told Bayu to just go home and have lunch at home.

Hence, he hurried to arrange the food he had cooked. There are shrimp sweet sour sauce, fried chicken, fried tempeh, kale chalks, and terasi chili. Not to forget he took the fruits from the refrigerator.

Ting!

Prita stopped his activity when he heard the sound of an open elevator. He was surprised, very fast Bayu until when it was on the phone said new trip home.

'Ah, maybe he lied while on the phone.' Inner. He continued to wash the dishes.

The sound of footsteps slowly drew closer to him. Prita remained relaxed. Suddenly, the footsteps stopped. Prita feels weird. Like it wasn't Bayu coming.

"Aah!" Prita jumped in shock to see a foreign figure now standing in front of him.

A well-built man wearing a turtleneck sweater combined with a gray suit and matching trousers is now staring intently with his eagle eyes. From the look on his face, can still be seen the remnants of good looks when young. Increasingly noticed, the aura is similar to Bayu but in the old version.

It may be about 50-60 years old. But really, he still looks handsome. Just this time Prita met the man who described the novel: Sugar Daddy.

"Who are you?"

The question made Prita flinch. He closed himself to the cabinet.His hands rested on the edge of the sink.

"Mmmm.... Myself... I. "the voice of Prita shakes. He was confused as to who to introduce himself as.

He could already guess that the lekaki in front of him was Bayu's father. He remembered what Angga said at the party. Don't let him meet Bayu's father. Means, he's a very dangerous person to avoid. But, now that person had suddenly come while he was alone.

The man frowned looking at Prita who was trembling like a frightened person. Redirected to the table, there are food dishes that have been arranged neatly. His sight stopped at one point.

"Ah, what's a terasi sambal?"

"Huh, what?" Prita was astonished, the man suddenly asked for a terasi sambal.

"The smell is strong. I could smell it when I just entered the living room."

"A, I... Ja. That's indeed the pattered sambal."

"Why are you so scared? Did you just work here?"

It turns out that the man thinks Prita is a maid in Bayu's apartment.

"Oh." The man nodded. "What is all this for Bayu?"

"Yes." Yeah." Prita felt that the man was interested in his cooking. Seen from the sight of his eyes that continued to look towards the dining table.

"If you may know, who are you?" Prita asked.

He smiled, "I am his father. Samuel Bagaskara."

Exactly as Prita alleged. That man is really Bayu's father. Their faces have something in common.

"Because I'm his father, can I also eat here?"

Prita was astonished, was that man so hungry? From now on, all that was discussed was food. "ah! Yes, of course I can."

Prita immediately ran to pull the nearest chair and invited his guests to sit. "Please, Sir."

"Thank you."

Samuel sat in the chair. In front of him, Prita picked up the rice and the side dishes.

"Give him more chants." asked Mr. Samuel.

"Good."

Prita placed the plate right in front of Mr. Samuel. Then he took a few steps away so that his guests could enjoy the food. He watched Mr. Samuel begin to taste his dishes. It was like I was in a cooking contest.

"Hm, this is delicious. I haven't tasted home-cooked meals like this for a long time." praised Mr. Samuel. "You're good at cooking."

"Thank you."

"Where's Bayu?" Samuel asked while enjoying his meal.

"On the way home from his office. Maybe we'll be there soon."

"Did he treat you well?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"It seems you are very young. Why is she a maid in this town?"

Prita was silent for a moment. She wouldn't have been there if it wasn't for her son. "I'm just a high school graduate. It doesn't seem to be possible to be picky about work. I'm looking for an easy one as a Household Assistant."

"Oh." Master Samuel seemed to be enjoying the dish very much, "If one day it doesn't feel at home working here? You can work at my house. I'll help send you to college" he continued.

Prita smiled at Master Samuel's offer, "Thank you, Sir."

In his heart, of course Prita said 'amit-amit'. He was sure, his father was just like Bayu. Same bastard.

Although during the conversation looks authoritative, but behind it all there is a side of arrogance. Just like Bayu. Because the falling fruit must not be far from the tree. Prita remains in alert mode. He hoped that the man would leave in front of him. His heart had been rumbling ever since from fear.

"Dad... "

Prita and Mr. Samuel looked towards the sound. Bayu had come without them noticing.

"Oh, you're home." Mr. Samuel casually continued his meal.

Bayu glanced towards Prita. Their eyes meet. Prita was clearly terrified.

"Why did you come here without telling?" Bayu Protest.

Actually Bayu was nervous. He had no idea what the two of them had been talking about before he came. In recent times he has often messed up his father's efforts. If his father finds out he's busy playing women, he's done.

"If I hadn't come here, I wouldn't have enjoyed this delicious meal."

Mr. Samuel continued to eat without caring for Bayu who was still sitting there.

"Ah, I'm done. What's yourname?" ask Mr. Samuel to Prita.

"Prity."

"Thank you Prita for the food." Mr. Samuel smiled as he moved from the dining room. Bayu followed from behind. They moved to the living room.

Prita took a long breath. He was finally able to escape the lion's den. He immediately cleaned up the former cutlery used by Mr. Samuel.