
Secretary Kenan stands firmly in front of Darren's classroom door. Many people looked strangely at him. And looked at Darren's astonishment. Who Darren really is, until he has to wait as much as possible.
"Hi handsome, what are you doing here? Are you waiting for your bangs?" Tempt one of the elementary school teacher's mothers.
Secretary Kenan doesn't care about it. His eyes kept watching the school. He pulled back his chair and sat down.
"Can't you talk? I've been asking you since." Secretary Kenan still ignored him.
"Mother? What are you doing in a kid's class?" Question from the principal, pull the mother over.
"Sorry, principal, I'm going back to class." Said the teacher, smiling awkwardly.
"Sorry sir, I will punish the teacher."
"No problem."
"I'm sorry, then." Pamit Bu the headmaster.
The class in Darren's class is over. The boy came out and approached Kenan's secretary.
"Come uncle!"
"Okay, young master."
Jiyo, the boy who is always looking for trouble with Darren and Darrel approaches. He looked at Darren while shaking his waist.
"You don't have papa, campai asked your uncle to line you up. Woeful bums." He was so arrogant with Darren.
Darren did not answer. Just the look of cold eyes he gave Jiyo.
"Your son and your caudalam are not fit to have a papa."
Secretary Kenan who heard the humiliation for his young master was irritated. How could such a small child be good at insulting others. What his parents taught him.
Secretary Kenan approached, about to warn the boy. However, he is detained by Darren.
"No need in ladenin uncle. Let's go!" Darren.
"Good sir." Reply Kenan, slightly bowed.
Huh, his style is used in calling young master cegala. He's a pikil, he's a rich businessman's son? Dreamlike. Inner Jiyo
"Sad. Dacal's son doesn't have a papa." It made Darren stop.
"I have a father." Reply without turning.
"If you have one, why not get in line with you? Or is your papa there, but bekelja in a faraway place that Dallel said?"
Darren smiled mysteriously. "Huh, my dad is there. But it's too precious to show a lisp like you." Darren answered straight to Kenan's secretary's car.
The journey home was quiet. Darren is busy with his iPad. Despite that, his brain kept thinking about his twin sister.
"Young master, did I drive you home first?"
"No uncle. Just go to the hospital." Secretary Kenan nodded in agreement.
The car drove to the hospital. Half an hour later, they arrived at the hospital. Kenan's secretary leads Darren to Darrel's ward. Previously, he had received a message from his subordinates, if Darrel had been moved to the VVIP ward.
Darren had not much to comment on. He followed Kenan's secretary in silence. To him, Kenan's secretary knew what to do.
"Please enter sir! Ladies and gentlemen are inside." Secretary Kenan opens the door and lets Darren in.
"Let's have a drink first. You have to drink a lot." Said Alula, thrusting a glass of water into Darrel's mouth.
"Good day, ma'am, uncle." Darren said, kissing his second hand.
"Good day." Reply Gara and Alula together.
The decitan of the bathroom door made Darren turn his head. "Foreign uncle?" Darren's frown, looking at Edo coming out of the bathroom. Since then, Edo continued to refuse when told to go home by Gara.
"You know him Darren?"
"Obviously he knows me. I was the one who gave my card to both of them, and recommended the company to them. Unexpectedly, they actually registered their mother."
Because speechless. It was Edo who had helped him. Edo had been suspicious about Darren and his son Darrel for a long time.
"Hows it? I'm beating?" He said bragging.
"Yes, you're great." Reply Gara, lazy.
"It's good you admit it. With great difficulty I want to hear that from your mouth. But, you have to give me a gift."
Gara's eyebrows swooped sharply. "what?"
"Not today. I'll ask for it later. I have to get back to the office."
"Here you go!" Banish Gara.
"Ck. Possessive." Mumbled Edo. "Alula, Darren, I'll say goodbye. Give my regards to Darrel later. Tell him I hope he'll heal soon." Then he left Darrel's nursery.
"Belgroff." Reply Edo, then completely out of the room.
Gara glanced at Kenan's secretary who was standing firmly beside the sofa.
"Henner."
"Yes sir."
"Go back to the office! Finish all your tasks and take time off for tomorrow."
"Okay sir, thank you."
"Yes. Solve pending business. You must have not seen him."
Secretary Kenan could only nod. He knew very well who his master meant. Apparently, because he noticed the change at that time.
"I'll excuse you, sir."
Kenan passed from the room to the parking lot. His car was driven to the Grisam Group. He hopes to finish his job as soon as possible.
***
The clock is pointing at the number 6. The sky is also starting to fade. Secretary Kenan just finished his job.
"Finally done. Wait me. I'm gonna make you stop doing that job, and teach you a lesson."
Secretary Kenan drove his car to a club A. The place where the man works.
His car is parked neatly in the parking lot of the club. Intentionally, he parked between cars that were the same color as his car.
Kenan entered the place. His arrival attracted the attention of many women. But it was ignored by him.
His eyes looked at everyone in the club. A smile appeared on his lips.
"I found you." Mumbled.
Kenan walked into the room that had been given a special message for himself. He approached a bartender and ordered a drink.
"Give me a drink, and let the man deliver it to room 009." He pointed to someone.
"Good sir."
Kenan's move to the room in question. He entered it and stood leaning against the side wall of the door. Before long, the sound of knocking on the door sounded.
"Excuse me sir, I'm delivering you the drink you ordered." Kenan smiled a smile. He recognized that voice.
"Lake in!"
As the door opened, Kenan immediately pulled and cornered her. No matter the tray that contains the drink bottle and glass, that already fell on the floor.
"You!" Shouted that guy.
"Yes, I." His hand locked the door.
"What are you doing? Wipe me!" He tried to rebel. However, his strength was lost to Kenan. The man locked her up on the wall with his two arms.
"You broke your promise, Hani."
"Fuck with promise. Do you know what I need?"
"Sweet girl, do you have a problem? Why not tell me or Mr. Gara. Did you forget, said Mr. Gara two years ago?"
"Sad. I don't want to humble myself by begging Mr. Gara. Especially to yourself."
Kenan growled in annoyance. Her jaw was stretched out due to emotion.
"Do you think working in a bar, and being the dickhead director's cheesy woman isn't degrading your self-esteem?! Huh uh?!" Shake Kenan with anger.
"You said it, asshole? Are you not the son of a bitch who locked me up here. It shows that you're a dick, too. You're not le.mmpphh"
Hani's words in the silence by Kenan's lips. The man kissed Hani tenderly. Unlike her words that often hurt Hani since they met.
Hani could only silently grumble. There's something strange in him. He didn't reject it. Kenan has often hurt her with words. However, he still had that feeling for Kenan.
Feeling depleted of oxygen, Hani pushes Kenan's body.
"You son of a bitch." Shouted Hani in front of Kenan.
"I don't care. Where did she kiss you?"
"It's none of your business!" Snapped Hani, pushing Kenan with all her might.
The girl quickly opened the door. Fortunately, the room key was still attached to the door. If not, he will have trouble.
Hani ran as hard as she could when the door opened. As soon as possible he got out of the club and took a taxi.
"Damn!" Kenan Umpat. "You won't get away from me." Then he came out of that room.