Changing Destiny: The Goddess

Chapter 43. Preparation

Scraps of paper appeared on the table. Laptops that are left on for no matter how many hours as if to confirm that the owner of this room is busy countless. He missed his lunch schedule.

"Lang!"

A sudden baritone sound filled the ceiling of the room, instantly stopping the activity of Gilang. Although it seemed so astonished because the director of the company came to him, but he tried to remain calm.

"P-Why? Let's sit down Pa!"

Wiraguna landed his butt on the ergonomic chair in the room owned by his son. He very rarely enters the work space of the child so that makes him feel foreign when he is here. At a glance, the middle-aged man spread his gaze across the entire room and made Gilang feel bumbling half-dead.

"Sorry if it's a mess, Pa. Gilang has not had time to tidy up these papers."

Wiraguna smiled knot when he saw Gilang immediately move quickly to tidy up these messy papers. "That's it, it's okay. Just leave it like that. This is a sign that you are working. Don't relax."

Gilang chuckled softly. He admitted that he rarely joked with this middle-aged man. So when the father asked him to joke like this, there was only happiness that filled the heart.

"Papa could have. Tumben, Papa comes to Gilang. Is there anything important that Papa wants to talk about?"

Wiraguna exhales slowly. There is really nothing important that he wants to say. But there is one thing that actually disturbs the mind.

"There's really nothing important that Papa wants to say. But Papa is so curious to you, why do you not want to replace Papa? Though your mother has also tried hard to persuade you."

Wiraguna was really surprised by the son of the results of his marriage with his wife. This man looks not so ambitious to occupy the position of chief director of this company. While Wenda just the opposite, he seemed to rush to force Gilang to occupy the number one position here.

"In addition to Gilang feel not worthy to occupy the position, there are still those who are more entitled to replace Papa. Arga's brother is more entitled to occupy the position."

"But didn't you also know that Arga refused to become the chief director? Don't you want to take that position immediately?"

Gilang shook his head slowly. "No Pa. Before there was black above white that brother Arga had no desire to replace Papa, Gilang would still never be willing to occupy the position. Gilang doesn't want to take Arga's rights here."

Wiraguna can only screech while kneading his temple. It turned out that these two sons had quite a strong stance. They are not easy to be persuaded or seduced if they are not in accordance with what their heart says.

"Hah ... You are both hard-hearted. One wanted to be a musician and the other did not want to quickly replace my position. How can there be black over white, if the whereabouts of your brother alone is unknown to Papa. He's very good at hiding."

Gilang put a faint smile on his lips. Although the man in front of him was also forced to occupy the position, but his face could not tell a lie. This man is still fully hoping to make his brother to replace his position.

"After this, Gilang was sure that Papa would soon meet with Arga's brother."

Viraguna rotated both of his eyeballs. Hearing Gilang's words, as if asserting that the man was so sure if he would soon meet with Arga. Either that's true or just a joke.

"What do you mean Lang? Why are you so sure I'm going to meet Arga?"

Gilang directs the laptop in front of him towards Wiraguna. Until now he can see clearly this fourteen-inch screen.

"Look Pa, brother Arga in an instant can be this viral. It turns out that all this time brother Arga was not far from us. He's still in town."

The two Wiraguna netra stared fixedly at the dish displayed on the screen of Gilang's laptop. The rays of happiness clearly framed the face of the son after a long time disappeared. Wiraguna increasingly felt, if all this time Arga lived in a state of constrained.

The head of the Wiraguna is getting deeper. There was a sileut incident a few months ago that looked blurry. Where he forced the son to take his place, making him leave without saying goodbye. Merely just to avoid all debate even though it has been swept away in the quarrel.

A lump of lifeless meat in the body felt slipping. Making dew points in the frame of the eyelids suddenly slip away. He realized that all this time, he had made a big mistake. Restraining the freedom of the son that could be the source of his happiness.

"Who is this woman Lang? Has this woman ever been around us before?"

Relieved to see the state of the son, now this middle-aged man asked about the woman who was with Arga. This woman looked so foreign in her eyes. Even though Arga had never brought this woman to meet him.

"Say doesn't know for sure who she is Pa. But it looks like this woman is Arga's lover. Because in this content, Arga looks to be expressing his feelings. And this woman also received the presence of brother Arga."

Wiraguna shook his head. "No, no, no. This can't be left Lang. Arga can't be in a relationship with that woman."

Gilang gasped while listening to the ultimatum from the papa. He who thought Wiraguna had realized the mistake of having curbed Arga's freedom, now it turns out that there is something else that will be a barrier to the happiness of the brother. He really can't believe it.

"Why did Papa forbid Kak Arga to get in touch with this woman? What's wrong with their relationship Pa?"

Wiraguna swept his gaze around with a glaring gaze. There is one thing he remembers now. Where indeed since childhood Arga has been bound in a matchmaking.

The mill is getting flabbergasted without believing. He felt that this matchmaking would only reopen the old story. Where Arga's freedom is again curbed and maybe the man will protest by going from home for the next time.

"If Gilang may advise, do not force Papa's will to brother Arga. Gilang was only worried that brother Arga would leave the house again because the matchmaking was Pa."

The wiraguna shook his head. "No Lang. This is not all Papa's will. This is the will of the late grandfather that must be run."

Wiraguna looked back at the face of his youngest son. "Lang, help Papa. Help Papa meet Arga."

Gilang could only nod his head. If it was like this it would no longer be his realm to interfere about the matchmaking. "Good Pa. Gilang will help Papa to find the whereabouts of Arga's sister."

***

"Bang .. I'm scared!"

In a waiting room, Dewi's fingers tightly grasped Bhumi's fingers. Since arriving at Uye TV, the woman's hands seemed to not want to be separated from the man. I don't know what he's going through, the hand of the Goddess clearly feels so cold. Cold sweat filled the pores.

Bhumi smiled at the sweet smile she had. He who previously focused on paying attention to the circumstances around, now he linked his gaze to the Goddess. Without further ado, he peeped intensely at the forehead of this woman sitting before him.

"What should you be afraid of? There will be no lion or wolf inside, so you can be calm."

"Come on Bang, I'm nervous about having to go head to head with the camera."

Bhumi who heard the Goddess's squeals grew even more chuckling. The man looked back at the Goddess's bead of eyes in a fixed manner. He tidied the children a little hair covering the face of this woman.

"My woman must have self-confidence. He should not be nervous or inferior. Believe me, that you deserve to be in this place."

Hearing the word 'wanitaku' as if to make the heart of the Goddess flowery. The nervousness and fear seemed to disappear suddenly. I don't know what spell this man has. To be sure, every word that is said from Bhumi's lips seems to make it more rigid to stand up. And it definitely made him more confident.

The goddess smiled in front of Bhumi. There is no happiness that he currently feels other than happiness because in the line of his destiny, God brought him to this man. The figure of a wingless angel who has given happiness without edges.

Again, Bhumi kissed the Goddess's forehead. It flows the love he has for his beloved. Wash this woman's body with a shade of love that will never stop. Deliver it to the lake of love that will always give color in every pulse.

"As long as I'm here, you don't have to be afraid."

Eheemmmm....

Deheman's voice suddenly sounded within the sense of hearing, making Dewi and Bhumi aghast at once. Both of them looked towards the source of the sound. How surprised they were, when there were several MUA crews who came to approach.

"I'm sorry to hear about Bhumi and Dewi's mother if it bothers me."

The goddess smiled clumsily. "Ah, no Brother. Not at all disturbing."

"Before the event starts, mbak Dewi come with us first."

"Where are you going, brother?"

Some of the MUA crew were just smiling knots. "In order to make the appearance of the Goddess more perfect, our Goddess Mother make over first yes."

Goddess flabbergasted. First invited to fill the television show, making Dewi like a dazed person who knows nothing. The woman looked confused.

"But Brother..."

Bhumi clasped the hand of the Goddess. To make the woman's gaze focus on this man.

"Already, just follow what this MUA instructs. You just enjoy."

"But Bang..."

Bhumi put his lips close to the ears of the Goddess. The man whispered softly. "Do I have to kiss you first so you don't say too many words but?"

The two eyes of the Goddess were perfectly wide. Although Bhumi's speech sounded so shocking, the pink hue on the woman's cheek was inevitable.

"Bang Bhumi....!!!"