Genius Child: Hunting Conglomerate Fathers

Desperate Asa

...The ants testified. When I remember the day to meet my first love....

...The ants testified. When I am stunned by your beauty....

...The ants testified. How cowardly a man like me is to let you get hurt....

...If sugar can penetrate it, I want it to be sugar. Combine it with tea that calms you....

...Fused with caffeine that makes you excited. But I'm not like him, who can take care of you like sugar....

...Only regret is left, even ants might laugh at me....

Fabians.

The young man looked towards the window. Every now and then smilingly gazed at the Cecilians who seemed to be concentrating on learning all his tasks. Her gentle face, the hue of that face was still remembered in her mind.

A few years ago.

At that time he was really depressed. Knowing his father's affair. The young man who had just graduated from college sat down, after swallowing a grain of narcotics.

This was the first time he had felt this sensation. Sighing for breaths many times, the burden on his chest felt reduced. Falling asleep in a park chair like a bum.

How could the person who was most resolute to her cheat on her from her mother? He did not want to go home at that time.

Until noon greet the rain starts to fall. The effect of the drugs he consumed last night seems to have disappeared. Take shelter in front of a flower shop, but unfortunately the rain of wind that occurs makes it have to enter.

"Welcome!" Said a friendly woman, wearing simple clothes. His face was really soft, gesture like an angel according to him.

Her hair was smooth, slightly wavy, tied back. He was stunned for a moment, as if unable to move his legs. It quickly tidied up its own appearance that had just woken up from the garden chair.

"Can I help you?" asked the woman to give a shady smile. It's strange! It was like a special magnet was attached to him.

He must not look messy in front of this woman. Fabian reached into his pocket, left over drunk last night and first tried to buy drugs. How much cash does he have? Not too much actually.

Because it's.

"I want a red rose..." He smiled looking at the woman.

The woman who took the rose, then kissed the fragrance for a moment. Just start installing a special plastic, stick the door. His hands moved slowly but surely.

He wanted to ask her a name, but her hands trembled. Every word that the woman spoke was truly beautiful to her. Stunned by his physical appearance and voice. It was like meeting an angel.

"How much?" The young man gulped his saliva hoping for enough money.

"7,000" the woman's answer made her want to curse. In the end honest is better, giving the money is only 6,000 rupiah left. The woman fumbled without looking at the money in her hand.

Something's wrong with this woman. Can this woman not see?

"Your money is lacking." Said the woman, smiling, checking nominally using a palpation.

"I know, but my real purpose is just to take shelter. Beyond the heavy rain. So--" The sentence is interrupted, the woman nods her head a sign of understanding.

"No need to pay then. Just wait for the rain to stop. The sun will be seen again." The sentence that made Fabian stunned, the rose was again kept a Cecilia.

Will the sun be visible again? It was as if something precious in his life could be seen. He saw it, maybe if he didn't exist, he wouldn't have met this guy. It was then that Fabian began to keep Secilia in his heart."Angel," inwardly at that time.

He met his name Veron, why? Just a prank thing he did. Realizing this woman can't see, wants to know her but doesn't want to be recognized. Too embarrassed to use his real name, he has not taken a bath and still smells of alcohol. Even though his consciousness had fully recovered.

Various jokes they tell, laughing together waiting for the rain to subside. Is that beauty? Beauty is when you see this woman smiling.

*

Years passed, he who used to always drink alcohol even once used drugs, now much changed. Always dress neatly, wear perfume with refreshing aroma, learn a lot about doing business. I go to the flower shop every afternoon, after work.

A beautiful bouquet is bought every day. Wanting to be the best, that was what was on his mind, to have this woman. Only for this woman, therefore she should not drink too much alcohol, the most important thing should be handsome and stay rich.

"I want to order a bouquet of red roses" she smiled.

"Master Veron bought again?" Question from Caecilia, fumbling together a bouquet of flowers.

The young man scratched the area behind his head. Sighs rough."Please write, for the most beautiful. My angel."

The woman nodded in understanding. Then take the card, put in place a special printer. Started typing, with a computer that was strange to Fabian. The keys on the keyboard, set to have texture. There are also sound and correction settings. It was designed for this blind woman.

"You're here by yourself?" One question from Fabian, really curious.

"This flower shop was set up by someone. He's like a protector, I'm just looking after him. Morning and evening there will be people who are paid specifically to clean. Nothing to worry about." The words from the Cecilia made Fabian clench his forehead, his eyes glancing, there was no ring on his ring finger. Meaning unmarried, the flower shop owner may be the boss of this woman.

"This is the flower bouquet." Caecilia gave it to Fabian. The young man who grabbed quickly then. Pay with the right money, escape afterwards.

"Master Veron! Your wife will be happy with the flowers!" Shouted Caecilia from inside.

Fabian's breathing is irregular, he's really hard to control the rhythm of the heart. But what was that? Wife? She thinks Veron's married?

The chakra in the driver's seat restrained his smile."You've married young master? Why wasn't I invited?"

"Shut up!" Furious Fabian.

The young man leaned his back against the passenger seat. Narrowing his own temple.

"Why? Didn't get rations because they thought they were married?" Said Cakra again, teasing his master.

"I said shut up!" Fabian grumbled in annoyance. Why do you even think you're married? It is possible to buy a bouquet of red roses every day.

*

There is nothing unique about their love story. Only a gentle woman, with a rich man who was timidly harboring her feelings.

Until that day comes. He wanted to enter the glass flower shop. But someone was seen there. A man, wearing a sweater, with earphones hanging around his neck, black jeans, wearing white shoes. His hair was black, chewing gum, had a different charisma to him. A man who looks bright and friendly.

Hugging and kissing the forehead of a Secilia. The girl laughed, the young man carrying a lot of grocery bags. It looks soft when smiling. Who's the guy? Nah! It doesn't matter what's the most important thing with Cecilia?

Drink from the same water bottle. They laughed and smiled at what they were talking about. The angel smiled at another man?

A hug? Kissing forehead? Isn't that what lovers usually do. The young man even put earrings on the ears of Cecilia.

Falling down can do nothing. A pent up feeling, his eyes scowled. There was someone suddenly standing next to him.

"Compense huh? Name's Triton! Handsome and pretty, that's a Cecilian girlfriend. Never lived here. But it always comes every week." Say a mother may be a frequent customer to the place. They really think their relationship is a couple.

Fabian's hands clenched."What's work?"

"Says detective..." The mothers who lived in the surrounding area seemed to think.

That was when the rift felt in his heart. The angel? The woman he dreamed of loved another. Leaving the flower shop, did not come on that day.

*

Sometimes the unexpected happens to Chan (father of Anjani) and Anggara (father of Fabian). We want to bring two companies together through marriage. He tried to resist, because Anjani is a former lover of his friend Surya.

But.

Bugs!

One blow was taken in the stomach. Two people hold it, this is how his father is if it's emotional. Anggra only runs Mulyasari's business, because his business suddenly went bankrupt 4 years ago. I don't know what the cause is, probably because of the many mistresses his father has.

But Fabian still just kept his mouth shut not wanting his mother to grieve or feel pain.

Anggara looked at his son's wrath."What did you say just now! Don't want to get engaged to Anjani!? Our company is in financial trouble. And what's your contribution!" The father shouted back to kick his son's body.

"I've got some project tenders. But dad engineered his budget until the client demanded. Is it my fault that this company is on the verge of collapse? Better the mother who manages like she used to." Fabian's sentence stopped the father again kicking his body.

"Bow engaged to Anjani! Show your devotion to your father and mother!" Firmly Anggara stepped away, leaving his son bowed with flowing tears.

*

There was no woman he loved, he gave up. What is the reason for not accepting? Although he knows Anjani is still in a relationship with his best friend Surya.

There are times when they spend vacation time in the villa more than a week. He knows, but what can it be? His mother trusted her father too much.

Her tears flowed, sitting on the balcony of the apartment. Drink a glass of wine, a drink as red as a rose. Can he ever see his angel again?

*

It's a disgusting relationship he's aware of. Today Anjani comes to him, after a vacation with Surya. He knew it, but was not sad at all. From the beginning not to love. A numbness? That's what happened.

The woman looks attracted to him, probably because Surya is also the same typical as Anjani. Staying in a relationship is just for fun without any intention of getting married.

That night, Anggara rents a hotel room for his son and Anjani. Is he really being sold? It's really demeaning. Just coming that's what he did. Following the game, he might sooner or later forget his angel. Someone who makes him try to be better, in order to be with the blind angel.

Slightly glancing, although Anjani hid it herself could see her drink mixed with something. The woman wearing only a bathrobe approached him giving him a drink.

Fabian stared at the reflection of his face on this drink. Maybe it's time to forget about Cecilia and accept life as her father's puppet.

Drink that drink once. Anjani began to approach, even though the drug had not reacted at all. The faint smell of smell, the smell of men's perfume. This new distinctive perfume that Surya often used.

Just realizing everything, the bed was neat but there were some tissue strands in the trash. This woman is crazy! Maybe Surya was in this room a few hours ago. Is this her father's choice!? Too bad for him!

Anjani is getting closer. That was when the cold side of the young man was seen. The woman's body was brushed aside, clutching her cheek.

"I don't care if the company is destroyed! But I don't want to be humbled more than this!" Furious Fabian, throw Anjani back.

"To.... why!? Your company will be destroyed!" Shouted Anjani.

"No matter." Only two words were spoken Fabian. Breaking the wine glass, grasping the shards. Maintain consciousness. The young man's injured hand was spitting out fresh blood.

*

Go quickly from the hotel area, step on the gas pedal deeply. Unable to think clearly, napsu controls half of his brain.

Kriet's!

The roadblock hit him, no matter what. He wants to reach for his angel, he wants to have it.

Entering the flower shop when it starts raining. At that time the shop lights were still on, even though it was late."I want to take shelter" he said, looking at the woman he missed.

"The rain will soon be gone. Mr. Veron can wait there." The woman smiled. Not looking suspicious or scared at all. The man he had known for years, the voice he knew but never knew his face.

Fabian bandaged his wound with a cloth, flipping the opening mark into a lid mark, turning off the lights. Approaching the woman sitting at the cashier table.

The woman looks faintly clenched her forehead."Ke... Why is the light turned off?" tanyanya was getting scared. Be aware of the sound of the switch.

The man approached, clutching his body. The caecilians began to cry, trying to resist, hitting the origin. Trying to push this guy.

"Want to have you. I'm desperate to have you." - Fabian, with tears streaming down.