Conqueror of the Casanova

Chapter.03 Early Start

 

 

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It was almost night time when Gio arrived at the Purnomo family residence. Stopping Romi's car right in front of the entrance, he came out with a circular look, staring at the atmosphere in the house, where he was born and grew.

It's the same since he left it a few years ago. A faint smile was engraved on his lips, recalling the times when he was a child until adolescence.

“Uncle Gio!” the cry of a five-year-old little boy, distracting Gio.

His smile widened, seeing the arrival of a small figure who was now running towards him.

“Hei, hotshot! You are very big now,” welcomes him, directly carrying a small child who is none other than his nephew.

“Yes, I'm now in school,” proud of the little boy.

“Hem, just came home not directly home! Where have you been, huh?”

A middle-aged woman with a bent face came walking behind the little boy, with a breastplate.

Gio scratched the back of his head, while showing his white teeth, smiling clumsily at the anger of his queen. Lower the child and then switch to approaching Hana–ibu Gio.

“Good Queen Mother, don't be angry first dong ... Akh sorry yes.”

Gio took both of Hana's hands and kissed her two sides repeatedly, then re-enforced her body and embraced the small body of the woman who had given birth to her.

“Basic brat! You don't know if Mama's been waiting for you since, huh?”

The sniffling punch was felt on Gio's strapping back, although then a subtle swipe followed later. The man smiled at his mother's sulking behavior. Since his father died, his mother now looks more emotional.

“Sorry,” back Gio repeated his remark.

“Sister! Did you forget about me, why did you come home so long ago?!” a girl of about twenty-five who had just arrived instantly joined everyone there.

Gio took off his embrace on Hana, his eyes now looking at the girl behind him, looking very pretty in her work clothes.

“Gita! How could you forget a whiny girl like you, huh! You are big now yes, and a little more beautiful,” said Gio, he almost put his index finger and thumb together as a sign, do not forget the expression of his disdainful face that makes Gita immediately annoyed.

“Sister! I think long abroad, the candy is reduced, it is still the same,” cebik Gita.

“Hissh, it turns out that you are still easily angry. Hahaha!” Gio immediately hugged his youngest brother.

“Heem, I miss Kak Gio,” Gita said as she returned the hug of her beloved sister.

After some time enjoying a hug with the youngest brother, now his eyes turned to a husband and wife who had just entered, holding a doctor's coat on his arm.

“Wah, finally this brat came home too, after so long forgetting the direction of the road to home!” ejek Erika–g Gio's first.

“Hai, Sister Rica, Bang Deri, how's it going?” greet Gio, while releasing his embrace from Gita.

“Yes, as you see now. We're fine,” replied Rika, who is taken in by Deri who is Rika's husband.

The meeting finally ended, everyone went into their rooms to clean up, before they would meet again at dinner.

Cclek

Gio slowly opened the door of his room, circulating his eyes scrutinizing each room contents, nuanced masculine with dominant shades of gray and white.

Everything still looks the same, nothing changes, even all the location of his belongings is still the same as before he left first.

His eyes stopped on a picture frame hanging on one of the walls. There is a picture of him and his father before they get into trouble, because of a stupidity of himself.

“Pah, I'm back. This time I am ready to do what Papah wants,” said Gio, staring at the picture of the father.

After being satisfied, staring at the photo of the father, now he went to the bathroom, to clean himself.

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“Iya, Bun. Sis Dian here is fine, there are Ares who take care here. Mother, do not worry yes.”

The body that had looked very tired was pecking at the door, when he heard the conversation with his mother over the phone.

Dian was speechless, she waited until Ares and her mother's conversation was over.

Cklek.

The door opened, Dian could clearly see the surprised look on her sister's face, she just pretended not to know what had just happened, sitting next to her sister with a faint smile, his hands moved to open the shoes he was wearing.

“Kakak overtime again?” ares asked, with a voice that sounded slightly trembling.

Dian glanced at Ares at a glance then reopened the other shoe.

“Yes, a lot of work today. What else with the plan to build a new hotel in Bandung, make more and more sister jobs,” replied Dian.

Took her shoe off, held it with one hand, and stood back up.

“I've prepared dinner, want me to be curious first?” ares asked, as he watched his brother rise.

“No need, Brother wants to clean first, only later dinner. You rest first,” answered Dian, stroking a glance at the top of Ares' head, before stepping into his room.

Ares looked at the back of Dian who was now starting to move away from him, his heart ached when he remembered the discord that occurred between Brother and also his father.

It's been almost two years, all that's gone. The incident caused a dispute between the two children and the father.

It all started because the father wanted to match Dian to the son of one of his old friends. However, Dian refused, until there was a fairly long fight, until finally Dian decided to leave the house, and chose to live alone.

It was also Ares's reason for working at a place close to her brother, so that he could get a reason to ask to stay together.

Flashbacks

“Daddy will match you with your Dad's garden child in Jakarta,” said Eros–ayah from Diandar.

Diandra who was sitting in front of the father, after they had just returned home, delivered the body of the grandmother to her final resting place.

Dian stared intently with her brows furrowed, surprised by what her father said.

Her grandmother's grave had not even dried up, and now she was talking about matchmaking for herself. What exactly was her father thinking at this moment, even Dian could not understand.

Hard-boosting. “No, I don't want to be betrothed,” he said later.

Eros is seen to highlight more sharply the body of his daughter, he does not like rejection, nor can he accept all that. He had a very good reason, before deciding on all that.

“Dad does not want to know, anyway you have to accept this matchmaking, I do not want to know!” press Eros, no disputing.

Dian clenched her hands, trying to hold back the anger that started to stick out.

“Dad, all this time I never refused what Dad wanted, from starting education to all the prohibitions Dad excessive, I as follow. But for that one thing, I beg you to let me decide for myself,” Dian said, her voice still slow, even her head lowered deeply, respecting her parents.

“Don't be a dissident child! I don't like kids who fight like you!”

The atmosphere grew increasingly tense, with the voice of the head of the family starting to rise.

“Daddy has pretty much set my life! Now that I'm a big boy, please help me a dozen for one choice, Dad!” those teary eyes started to look on Dian's face, while saying the word of refutation.

How could he live life with someone he had never even met before. He couldn't imagine all that. No longer and will not, she is falling prey to the relationship between men and women.

"Can't, I've agreed to it, so by ever arguing or better you just walk away from this house!"

Anger in Eros' body, covering up his affection, until all that remains is an obsession to carry out a long-forgotten trust.

"Well, if that's what you want, I'll get out of this house!"

Flash back off

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