Calista: Pursuing the Love of the CEO

22

While Kalista makes up with Rahadyan and returns cheerful, Sergio is forced to face Astrid in one of the hotel rooms available to them.

"We had talked about this, okay? I told you I wanted to break up. I want Kalista not lo, Astrid."

"Aha." Astrid replied no matter what. "He's that good?"

"Better than lo, obviously."

"I mean about this." Astrid sat on Sergio's lap, twisting the buttons of his shirt without letting out a look from Sergio's eyes. "That's good until you don't want to come off?"

"Gue didn't talk about it." Sergio rolled his face. "David, Astrid. You're not bego, not budeg either. Lo understand if people say no want it means he does not want to. Wrestle out? I don't want to be the same—"

"He doesn't want to be with you either."

Sergio's jaw is hardened. "Don't interfere. Your business is the same as mine it's just about breaking up. I want to break up and I'm tired of telling you I want to break up."

Instead of replying to Sergio, Astrid brought their faces closer.

Argh, Sergio hates this. Sergio really hated it when Astrid relied on something like this to stop Sergio from breaking up.

"Stop."

Astrid brought her hand down, forcing Sergio to groan by her touch.

"You shouldn't be a girl" whispered Astrid, "who made you addicted."

Sergio has not had time to say denial, Astrid had kissed him first, forcing Sergio to stop talking about feelings.

*

"Sister Julio."

Julio could not help but smile broadly at the sweet greeting of Kalista.

He finally came back too. Julio had even been goosebumps imagining the entire time he had a roommate in the office whose expression was grim. Huh, that's scary.

"Where? Rahadyan was begging?"

"Hehe, Papa doesn't like to bum." Cengengesan cyst when his hand gives a glass of drink. "Make Sister Julio. Sorry I was bawling. You know Papa—"

"Sshhhh, doesn't matter anymore." Julio received the drink even though he was not thirsty. "Instead, what if you joined there now?"

Julio's hand briefly pointed in the direction where women of Kalista's age gathered.

"They're not a circle with Astrid, just calm down. I think they are also already on the denger gossip you use lamborghini new output. First topic make a pleasantry."

Kalista now looked back at Julio full of adoration. "Doesn't metter too, brother. Wiggling Brother is more important."

Julio laughed amusedly. "You also need a friend, Kalista. There's no slang with them."

"Sir Julio don't want me here?" Calista suddenly moody. "I saw my brother from far away."

Before she leaves, Julio pulls the back collar of Kalista's dress to stop her. The girl was shocked, making Julio again laugh.

"Sori. Here if that's it."

He doesn't want to hang out, Dad? Julio heard it from Sergio indeed, that Kalista did not dare to look for friends. But Julio thought it wasn't until she didn't want to hang out at all.

"You wait here. I'll get you something there. Special to you, from Sergio."

The kid hasn't been seen yet so maybe her and Astrid's business lasts a long time. Well, Astrid's a tough opponent so how else.

Julio moves to get a special gift for Kalista, but suddenly his hand is pulled by Mami.

"Why are you saying that with Rahadyan's son?!" mami asked with emphasis but her voice was held back. "Laughter is not clear you are the same as him! Find another girl, Julio!"

"What?" Julio's dumbfounded. "I chelated on Kalista because Sergio, Mi, wasn't making a flirt."

"You think Mami bego? Mami is obviously horrified that she came to your office for you! Anyway here you are! Don't be like that woman."

"Oh, so now you're fighting Mami for the concubine's son too?!"

"Mami want Om Rahadyan to hear Mami's talk?" Julio replied in a landslide. "Why don't you talk to Om Rahadyan? Just throw them away. Tell me if Om Rahadyan wants to come, he can't take his mistress' son."

"Julio!"

"Okay, that's enough." Julio dodges when Mami wants to touch him. "That's Mami's right to have the person behind but that's my right to see who. You do you, I do me."

"You—"

"Do I clear myself right know? Good then's. Have a goodnight, Mom. I love you."

*

Kalista hates crowds. It often made his heart flutter violently and his hands cold. In the medical world, he said it was called panic disorder or the like. Kalista didn't tell anyone about this, not even the Director.

This time it was not because Kalista thought it was ordinary or anything, but Kalista felt it was a great weakness. When he was in a crowd, especially a crowd where people knew that he was a mistress, Kalista was afraid of a sudden attack.

It reminds him of school. It felt like everyone was looking at Kalista, laughing about her and assuming she should never have lived in this world.

"Calistas, here we go." Julio came up with a spirit, bringing a special glass of cold chocolate extra full-cream milk.

But Julio immediately stopped, seeing Kalista sweat badly.

"Sweety." Julio gently called out to him, holding Calista's trembling hand. "You're shaking and your hands .... Are you okay?"

"Yes. Perfect." Kalista smile. All right, now there's a diversion.

If there's Julio or Sergio or Papa or Bu Director, Kalista feels fine. He believed in them.

"Not that perfect." Julio turned to Rahadyan who had focused on the chat of the fathers. "Come. We go off."

Kalista happily joined. His hand held Julio's hand, slowly feeling his heartbeat slow down.

That's not a big deal. As long as Kalista is not alone, she is fine.

Julio takes him quietly away from the party, but instead goes very far. He simply pulled over to the other side far away, where the noise of many people was faintly heard. They are also covered by plants until the part is slightly dark but comfortable for the Kalista.

Especially with Julio.

"Hehe, thank you, brother." Calistas-cenganges receive chocolate from Julio. "Sir Julio is really good, so I want macarin."

Julio it's hard not to laugh. "That's Sergio who's whirring. He said you like chocolate. There's a bob too. Cobain."

Although Sergio's name is mentioned, Kalista focuses on Julio's face. Suck a cold chocolate plus boba in his glass, then smile.

"Enak, Brother. Thanks yeah."

"Sergi—lah." Julio gave up suppressing his sister's name because Kalista really only saw Julio's face. "Good you like."

"Yes, Brother. From what sister is not."

"Ohya? I gave you a chocolate cake, your face was like squirming a frog."

Calistas are choking. "That's Papa's fault!"

Father and son are the same. They like to throw mistakes at others.

"Sergio told me a lot about you." Julio rested his hands on the boundary wall, staring at the expanse of the city atmosphere from their height. "But he never told me you had social anxiety."

"That's not social anxiety, brother. Just ...."

"Aahm?"

Kalista exhaled a sigh of resignation. "You got me."

*