I know you're cheating

Deceitfully

Anxiety makes Aaron unable to close his eyes. 1 Billion. That's a pretty big number that's a pity to miss. Moreover, right now he did need a lot of money.

"If I get that 1 billion, half of it I can use to make a new business and half for fun. Akhs! How ya?"

The middle-aged man could not calm down. He hesitated to believe Gisam but the 1 Billion money could not be lost from his brain.

The next day, Aaron decides to go to the address he says is Gisam's office. He wanted to check for himself whether the office really belonged to Gisam or not. Arriving at the lobby, he rushed to the reception desk to ask.

"Is there anything we can help you with?" the receptionist was friendly.

"Is it true that this is Pak Gisam's office?" harun asked back.

The receptionist nodded with a smile that never faded from his face. "That's right, Father! This company belongs to Mr. Gisam Butena. Do you want to meet him? Have you made an appointment?"

Aaron quickly shook his head. "Ah, no! I don't want to see Mr. Gisam. I just asked. Then, excuse me!"

The receptionist stared at Aaron's departure with a puzzled look. What was? Why did the man just ask the name of his boss and leave? Strange but he refused to go any further. After all, his job is just to welcome guests and not to find out the affairs of everyone.

"So, Mr. Gisam is really the owner of this company, anyway?" tukas Harun smiled. Soon, he called Gisam back. Ask for a check number that he said was carried by the male secretary for him to check the truth.

After getting the check number from Gisam, Aaron immediately called the company that issued the check to confirm.

"It's true, sir! Check on behalf of the recipient Mr. Harun Evansyah amounted to 975 million has indeed been issued. Can we help you with that?"

Aaron's smile rose instantly. The man smiled brightly imagining his future which would also be as bright as his smile. Without wasting any more time, he immediately called Gisam back. Asking the man to meet her to start renegotiating.

"I signed it!" said Aaron smiling with satisfaction.

"Do you want to read it first, Mr Aaron?"

"No need! I believe in Mr. Gisam," replied Aaron shook his head. His hungry eyes only kept on the brown envelope next to Gisam's right hand. What are you reading again for? Didn't Aaron read it yesterday? That's the same paper.

Gisam grabbed the paper that Aaron had signed. The man who always looked neat smiled when his goal had now been achieved.

"It's Dp!" Gisam handed back 25 million yesterday. "The rest, I'll give it to you as soon as Melia comes."

"Good, Sir!" aaron's nods are happy.

"Then, excuse me, Mr. Aaron! It's good to be in business with you!" Gisam standing. Raising a hand to Aaron who was certainly welcomed enthusiastically by Erik's father.

After Gisam's departure, Aaron again threw his body in his soft chair. He breathed a sigh of relief as he dreamed of doing what with the 1 Billion dollar bill.

"What business, huh? As long as it's not culinary, I'll make it!" he said full of optimism.

*****

Dikta received an envelope from a man who bowed respectfully to her. Open the envelope and read it carefully. The next second, the long-haired man pulled the corner of his lips. Smiling faintly when he saw another plan proceeding smoothly.

"Great work!" praise Dikta while patting his subordinates on the shoulder.

"Now, you can enjoy a vacation with your family abroad. The fee will soon be transferred to your account," Dikta continued.

"Thank you very much, Mom!" the man smiled as he resigned.

Not long after, Dikta then contacted someone to do something for him.

"I want to cancel the check on behalf of Aaron Evansyah!" he said with a slanted smile that was then responded to quickly by the person he called.

"About this second commotion, the effect will be as big as what?" muttered the man while enjoying the view of the Capital City from his apartment.

Yep. Gisam who met Aaron was his man. One by one Varissa's assets will be taken from Erik's family. Certainly not in an honest way. Rather, in a way that was far more cunning than their way. The 25 million dollars and checks he deliberately made were just a diversion. And, just as he suspected, the greedy person would definitely easily enter the trap if the bait given was tempting enough. Spending money little by little for something big is not a problem for Dikta.

"It!" Dikta handed the transfer sheet of restaurant ownership to Varissa who was received by the woman with a big smile.

"Why can you be this simple to sign Papa Aaron, Ta?" ask Varissa in amazement.

Dikta put a glass of orange juice in front of Varissa. After that, he also took one glass for himself while sitting in the pantry seat within one seat of the woman.

"The process, you don't need to know. The important thing is 'the result, '" the man replied flatly while drinking his orange juice.

Varissa. He understood the implied meaning of the man's sentence. Varissa understood that Dikta must have used dirty ways to return his most valuable asset. There is little guilt because he is the cause of Dikta must do criminal like this.

"I'm sorry I took you, Ta!" Varissa. Guilt suddenly caught him.

Dikta raised both his eyebrows in astonishment. "What's the apology for? It's my own choice, Va! It has nothing to do with you at all" said the man laughing.

Huh... Maximum handsome. Dikta's gingsul teeth that look when laughing increasingly make Varissa melt. Holy hooch! Varissa's heart was again beating like the pace of a war horse.

"Don't look, Va! The danger!" muttered the woman while bowing her head. His pair of eyes closed while his right hand was busy calming the pounding of his increasingly insolent heart.

"Why, Va? Still sore?" tanya Dikta was a little worried. But even so, he kept his distance. Trying not to make physical contact with women who should also not let him enter his apartment.

Dikta is aware that Varissa is a married woman. Although, the woman's husband was an evil man, but Dikta knew enough to not enter and use the gap to get the heart of the woman who had never left his heart. Dikta wanted to keep Varissa's honor as a dignified woman until the hammering of the judge at the religious court severed Varissa's relationship with Erik.

"I'm fine" replied Varissa.

Dikta sighed. "Eat him, next time if you want to go out at night, bring a jacket so as not to catch a cold. Wanna?"

The man's look was sad. There was a lot of anxiety that Varissa had never seen in her own eyes. Why should Dikta be this good to her? Why doesn't this guy just hate him after all the bad things Varissa did and told him in the past? Wh why?

"May I ask you something, Ta?" ask Varissa with a dewy netra.

Although a little confused, Dikta still nodded giving permission.

Varissa took a deep breath. This question had been kept long inside his head.

"Do you know where I was in that accident?"