Doctor Aruna's Revenge

A soul mate?

"Is there a problem?" regan's mother asked after both guests left her room.

His sharp instinct has been to react since Regan's arrival. Because there was a friend who visited, he refrained from asking.

"What's wrong, ma," elak Regan while laying his head on his lap mama.

Her eyes closed as her mother rubbed her thick hair.

His heart was hot when he left the office. But now it feels refreshingly cold.

Meet his mother and also the girl who did not expect to bring her own goodness.

Her mother breathed, not forcing.

"You want to be betrothed to your mama's friend's daughter?" seductive mom with her big smile. Switching conversations. He knew, Regan would later tell himself without being asked. Right now all he did was calm the heart of his beloved son.

Regan opened her eyes and developed her smile.

"What's so weird about a man like me walking around with a hooded woman?" ask Regan lightly.

"Yes no," kekeh mama.

"Isn't it weird that I take him to the club? Addduuuhh, sick, ma," ringis Regan as she rubbed her pinched arm of her mother and began to blush in color.

"You must not just bring the children of the pious so to a place that many vile," said the mother with a laughter that broke the patter.

Regan laughed when she heard it.

Yeah, that girl seems pretty pious. But why make friends with two friends who want to be a sugar baby? She wants to be a sugar baby too? batin Regan is covered in question marks.

"Try pedekate first. Later you can be a male sholeh if often with Dinda," said his mother after the laugh was over.

Regan laughed again then closed her eyes.

Shown again in his mind the embarrassed face stealing the lyrics was staring at him earlier.

She's getting prettier or my eyes are starting to break, Regan's inner self feels her chest rustling a strange swish when imagining Dinda's face.

There was nothing to be seen from the girl, just her face and palms. Different from the bright girl who approached him. It was as if everything was going to be shown to Regan.

With the status of young CEOs of large companies that have crossed the European continent, the number of followers also doubled.

Regan occasionally posts photos of herself that are sure to get thousands of likes and comments. Regan never replied to that comment.

Well, it's easy for him to get whichever girl he wants.

Maybe including the girl in the hood. Regan knew that the girl was interested in him. Seen from his shyness and wrong behavior.

If he really wants to be a sugar baby, Regan will be happy to accommodate it.

"Mama has met Dinda twice. Son's good. Mama likes it," he said as his eyes glared away. There was too much he thought about this ending.

"Mama so feel guilty with you, because it does not provide enough religious knowledge," he said bitterly.

"So you can be a good priest" he continued.

"I'm good enough, ma, ma," Regan replied quickly so that her mother did not get too late with her feelings of sadness.

"Najai aja you have not khatam. Prayers are rare," his mother later smiled widely.

Regan laughed when she heard it. What his mother said was true.

He rubbed again the head of his son whose eyes were still closed.

"What's your job? Did papa you come to chat?" ask her mother to know. There was a hint of annoyance there.

"Engga. I guess it's up to me. Papa's not even in the company anymore."

"Thank God" answered his mother in relief. If only her ex-husband intimidated their son, she would act by withdrawing her son from the company of her ex-husband.

It doesn't matter if it's a big company and her father-in-law Keukeh says Regan is the only heir. He would not let his son be depressed and restrained.

Regan realized it seemed like her papa was trying to take her heart now. During the few days of work, all the decisions of the meeting, Regan was the one who decided. No interruptions from his papa. Clients and other shareholders also agree with his opinion.

"Once upon a time look at your sister. She was quite troubled, "the laughter of her mother made Regan open her eyes and join in with a small laugh.

His sister who had been his representative while in his mother's company would be busy nagging endlessly because she was rewarded with a pile of unexpected work.

Because all this time, Aira became his representative just a status. Regan did it all. She frees Aira to enjoy her life with her friend.

But now very suddenly, he has to memghandle a big job and surely his playing time has been reduced a lot.

"Yes, ma."

Her mother laughed with her.

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"There's a greeting from Dinda" Arga said as she saw Regan in the office lobby.

After a few minutes of rest in her mother's room, Regan decides to go to her company with a friend for a while, before visiting her sister.

"Gue just met her," Regan lightly replied.

"When?" tanya Arga doesn't believe. This is very high info for him. Initially wanting to make a surprise for Regan, even he was the one who failed.

The two now enter the elevator accompanied by a look of adoring female employees in his office.

"In my mama's boutique," Regan's reply is still santuy.

"Can't you?" chase Arga curious. It was really unexpected, it would be that easy meeting Regan with Dinda.

"Our mama's apparently friends," cheered Regan.

"Ooo. The soul mate doesn't seem far away either, huh." Arga also curses.

No need to bother looking, even docked yourself.

"How is Lo's relationship with Qonita?" ask Regan a few days later.

"She's like she's got a boyfriend."

"Good, right, you just stay broke," Regan suggested without burden.

Arga did not answer making Regan's forehead wrinkled.

"Don't tell me you've started to move on," he teased.

Arga laughed, but it sounded discordant in Regan's ears.

"Yes, yes" he said half-truthfully. At least Qonita had shifted Ayana's position and made a gap. But if Qonita already has a boyfriend, it is better to just break up, thought Arga weighing indecisive in heart.

Regan punched her best friend's shoulder softly.

"Spirit bro. Definitely before making a decision" Regan advised again.

Arga just smiled.

"Gue relax... Five years or ten years is no problem for me single," laughs Arga lightly.

Regan was also laughing.

"Gue temenin," Regan timps in her laugh.

"Only I like the same face of the judges," said Arga made Regan to remember the embarrassed face of Dinda.

He also likes the wrong expression of the hooded girl. But if he makes her a girlfriend, Regan is not brave and still thinks a thousand times. The girl is like a fancy porcelain that breaks easily. Regan just didn't want to ruin it. Just looking at him made his heart comfortable.