CEO of Maksa Marah
Chapter 14 Ervan's Secrets
He agrees, but there are conditions you must meet.
Ervan sighed in relief, smiling for a moment. He did not care what conditions the woman proposed, the important thing is that she had to come out safe from this pit of hell.
At seven o'clock in the night, both of his parents were ready to head for Clarissa's house, but not Ervan he was still in the room looking for a way to talk to his father, so as not to look suspicious, because what he's about to say is too sudden.
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“Young master, Big sir and Madam are already waiting for you on the lower floor.”
“Tell them, I don't want to go.” His shouting.
Before long, the sound of footsteps approached, opening the door violently. Ervan gulped, as her father came in with a sharp look.
“You want to embarrass Papa again? Didn't we talk about this?”
“Sorry, Pa. I can't, don't force me.”
“Tell Papa, do you have a girlfriend? If he, bring here introduce, then Papa will think of this matchmaking.”
“I don't have.”
“Then why did you refuse? Why?” Papa's voice is rising.
“I can't do it. I can't,” Ervan's voice stammered, her mind flashed about the girl, crying and resting at her feet.
“Tell Mama, baby? Actually, why did you refuse?” it was Mama's turn to persuade her son in a gentle tone.
“A .. I,” Ervan's tears streamed. “I once raped a girl, Ma.”
PAUSED
“What?”
Mama flinched, and so did papa, they looked at her downed son with tears falling down on the floor.
“Ervan, look Mama. Is that true? Tell Mama?”
Ervan nodded, her tears still dripping down.
“I'm sorry, Ma. I really can't, I'm afraid.”
Papa approached his son, there was a tickling feeling of anger. But when he saw her crying, confessing to her actions, he knew that Ervan was already suffering with the guilt that he kept in his heart.
“Now, speak honestly. What happened?”
Ervan raised her face, looking at her parents who demanded an explanation.
Two years ago...
Ervan visited one of their subsidiaries in XX City, which is engaged in the beverage industry.
He was invited to see tea and coffee plantations, as well as a factory that had just been inaugurated to process tea leaves and coffee beans. That's where he met Sarah, the girl who works as a Quality Control person.
Ervan was impressed with Sarah who was agile at work, not only that she was also careful and meticulous. While in the testing laboratory, Sarah provides many explanations, making Ervan's assessment increasingly high, intelligent and able to present well. That is when the two met.
During the week Ervan was in the city, during that time, he often met Sarah. Until the night of Ervan's return, he was invited by the factory manager to celebrate their success in developing the latest production. Ervan never touched alcohol at all, but that night he broke his principles. He finished a few bottles, got drunk. Then, escorted home by one of the employees in his villa, where Sarah was waiting for him, because she had to provide the documents that Ervan requested.
“Sarah, Mr. Ervan is drunk. Please, help us get to room.”
“Oh, yes, Brother.”
The two of them swept Ervan's body into the room, then laid him down.
“Please blanket and open the shoes. I have to go back, because the manager sir is still in the car.”
“Good, Brother. Later, I do.”
The employee leaves, leaving Sarah with a drunk and unconscious man.
Carefully, Sarah opened her shoes, then slowly raised her superior head to draw a pillow, but the man woke up, looking at her sharply.
“Sorry, Sir. I just want to cover your head with a pillow.”
Ervan pulled Sarah's waist up to her body, then landed a kiss on the girl's lips by force. Sarah thrashed, hitting the chest of Ervan's field. He immediately ran towards the door, as Ervan released his body. But alas, he was caught again and fell on the bed.
“Hiks, Sir. Please, please let me go.” Sarah was crying, her tears were pouring out, as she knew what was going to happen to her tonight.
With her remaining strength, Sarah fought back against banging Ervan's chest, shouting for help with her voice starting to hoarse. He continued to beg and plead, so that Ervan would come to his senses, but all in vain, the man had been defeated by lust.
The next second, the honor that Sarah had been guarding all this time, was finally snatched away by force.
Back to Ervan....
After hearing Ervan's confession, her parents were shocked especially mama. He stroked his chest, unable to believe why his son was this depraved.
“Now, where is that girl Ervan? What happened to him?” Shaking his son's shoulders firmly.
“Dia .. day ... " Ervan fell in front of his parents. His tongue is too thick to answer.
"Ervan, Papa answered."
"He's pregnant, Pa and ...."
Ervan holds her cheek, which heats up. He had never seen his parents, this angry, let alone slapped him. But, he deserved it, he said in his heart.
"Why are you saying it now? Huh!" Papa further shook Ervan's shoulder which was still down.
"Say, where is the girl? What happened to her?"
Ervan shook her head, her mouth locked to answer, something that would make her parents wrath.
BRUKK, BRUISED,
Papa and Ervan turned their heads, looking at the mama who had fallen unconscious.
“Mama,” shouted both, then approached.
“Prepare car, fast.” Raising his wife's body, walked after Ervan who first ran out of the room.
The atmosphere of the house was gripping, as the great lord brought down his wife by carrying her. Plus, Ervan who was running with a face that was overwhelmed with anxiety. The butler ran to the courtyard, opened the car door, helped the big master in. The three of them left, with a feeling of worry.
On the doorstep of the ER, all three were greeted by doctors, including the director of the hospital, who heard the big madam had fallen unconscious. They immediately did an examination, while in the handling room, Ervan and Papa waited anxiously.
A senior doctor, come out to see them. He bowed respectfully, then elaborated on the results of his examination carefully.
“How about my wife?”
“The girl is awake. He needed to rest, right now his blood pressure was rising drastically. For that, Madam needs to be treated and as much as possible to keep her from stress.”
“We understand, doctor. Thank you.”
“Sama-sama, Sir. We'll move him in the treatment room.”
Papa looked at Ervan, his anger had been reduced replaced by a feeling of anxiety for the wife. Clap the chair next to her, inviting her to sit down.
“Van.” Breathe heavily. “Papa still can't believe you're that depraved!”
“Sorry, Pa.”
“For now, you don't see your mother, let her recover first. After, that we will talk about it again.”
“But, pa.” Obtained.
“Don't argue, if mama sees you, she keeps asking about the girl. Better, better,
you go home so Papa is here.’
Nodding resignedly, he walked away with lethargic steps, watching his surroundings. Seemed moody faces filled this room, some were silent with tears dripping down, there were also waiting steadfastly but faces that looked anxious. Just like his current state, was engulfed in endless anxiety.
Ervan was still silent in the car, sitting leaning back with her eyes closed. One of his hands touched his head, should I be honest or continue? His murmur was confused.
Inside the hospital, Papa had pushed his wife's gurney along with the doctors and nurses. Right in front of the door of the room, the man in his white coat, walked out of the room in front of him.
“Alan.”
“Presdir,” Gelagapan, instantly install the body in front of the door where it is located.
Die me! Why am I so fucking unlucky?
“Cute me.”
Alan walked in feeling worried, guessing what the president would ask him. Waiting, with the heart about to jump out.
“Sit.”
“Thanks, President.”
“Do you already know my wife's condition?” Go to the patient bed.
“Su .. already, Ervan just contacted me.”
“Where is the girl?” Papa doesn't want to make small talk.
DEG
How'this? Think Alan, think.
“I don't know, President. To my knowledge, Ervan left him that night.” Bowed with both hands clutching each other, inwardly praying salvation.
“How about, Tirta? Does he know that too?”
“Iya, Ervan told us.”
Papa nodded, without letting go of his gaze. The one being stared at, growing shrieked, staring at his two trembling knees.
“Go.”
Alan got up, bowed respectfully, before walking open the door carefully, again closing it with a breath that felt tight. Haaah! Exhaling a sigh of relief, then speeding up his steps left the room.
Papa approached the side of the bed, stroking the hair of his wife who was asleep due to the influence of drugs. Slowly peeking, clasping his hand.
“Ma, quickly recover. Papa will look for our grandson, to accompany mama later. Mama will also have a daughter-in-law who will be invited to shop, like the others.” Go back to peeping, then reach into his phone.
“Daniel, investigate what happened about my son in XX city, two years ago.” Disconnect the phone, after hearing the answer across there.
