Hate for Rena

Varo's new life

A month has passed.

Varo is currently in Australia. The life he is living right now is completely different. He who had lived with treasure turned into an ordinary person. A young man who opened a simple coffee shop business in the downtown area.

Varo pioneered everything from the beginning back. After his business was destroyed and his position as president was revoked Varo began to learn to accept reality. He realized that everything he experienced was a punishment for his past mistakes.

Some of the assets and savings he has are allocated to the medical expenses of the mother and Renata. Even though the girl had no idea that Varo was fighting to atone for her guilt.

Meanwhile, Ms. Lidya the mother has not shown significant development since getting intensive medical care in this developed country.

Ms. Lidya was still silent in a sleeping position and did not respond to anything Varo did.

"Morning madam Grace, how's mama doing today?" Varo greets the nurse in charge of looking after his mother all this time. This nurse was very helpful to Varo while he was working. Because in this country Varo has no other relatives. He's an only child. Zifa's younger cousin who is very close to her is currently in Indonesia to continue her studies.

"The lady is in excellent health, we just need to wait for a moment to see her sober" with a local accent Madam Grace comforted Varo.

The man smiled faintly, he knew Madam Grace was only comforting but let it be that way.

"I'll work, please take care of my mom" Varo said goodbye.

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Varo coffee shop.

"Her boss, order as usual huh" Adam the former assistant came back to Varo's place of business.

"You're here again?" Varo responded with a cry.

This assistant is very loyal. Although he no longer works with Varo, Adam still continues to help him. Several times even Varo asked him to stay away, looking for another boss so that his life did not get carried away hard like Varo.

But Adam did not flinch. Every day he would help Varo serve customers who came, even if it was only two or three hours during the day, because he himself had worked elsewhere from late afternoon to early morning.

Varo puts Adam's coffee and a brown envelope on the table.

"Is this the boss?" Adam didn't open the envelope just fumbled.

"Even though I don't ask you to work here, but you really help me serve customers at the rame hour, consider that your salary, even if it's not much" Varo replied.

"Oh ok" Adam smiled.

"Boss, I say yes" Adam greeted Varo who was busy cleaning his messy kitchen table.

"Hmm" Varo just muttered without turning his head.

As he turned towards the coffee machine, Varo was surprised to see the envelope he had given Adam was there. Varo thinks Adam forgot to take him.

"Woyy, your envelope missed" Varo called Adam without further ado.

"That's my coffee payment was boss, my money is now more than yours, so I don't want free coffee" Adam replied jokingly.

"You're arrogant" Varo replied and instantly turned off his phone. He knew the good intentions of his former assistant and best friend. He is grateful to have good people around him.

While in other parts of the country.

"Well, why else is this car" Zifa panicked. He had just returned home from college, last night and was in a deserted area alone with a broken down car.

"I'd better find a taxi in front, tomorrow morning just come here again bring the workshop people" Zifa muttered to himself.

In fear a car shone a light at him and slowly approached.

Zifa's panic is getting out of hand, the shadow like an action movie has people coming out of the car, carrying sharp weapons and forcing her into the car continues to haunt her.

A tall man drew closer to Zifa. His face covered with darkness made Zifa unable to see who it was.

"Don't come any closer" Zifa swung the swing of the sandals she was holding to drive the person away. His eyes were closed to kill the growing fear.

"Plukk" Zifa's slippers were taken by the man.

"Ahhhhhh" Zifa let out a loud scream.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" the man's voice greeted in confusion.

Hearing that soft voice, Zifa slowly opened her eyes.

Frej.jreng...jreng....

"Om handsome" Zifa shouted hysterically. The difference this time with the tacky style.