I'm You And The Past

Divergence

Risa pursed her lips. He was trying to save the miss on boss Glen, still everything was clearly visible on his face. Reza lines up a smile, she's a little concerned.

"Lu menggeliatin hape mulu screen, indeed boss Glen ga hyputin?" Risa shook her head weakly. Reza is sad.

"Didn't you try the phone?" Risa breathed a heavy sigh. Reza stroked Risa's back

"Maybe doi is busy" Risa nodded trying to understand. 

It has been almost a month not a single incoming call on Risa's phone from her lover.  Boss Glen just disappeared. Risa is sure her lover will return, but can she receive at least one message. Boss Glen frustrated Risa.

Jobs that meet deadlines make working hours feel relaxed. Co-workers can share stories while checking documents and completing delivery files. But Risa's not interested in getting together at Reza's desk. He put his head over the fold of his hand. Nelangsa without energy, what the hell is this. The feeling of loss and longing feels heavy.

Risa is being affectionate and boss Glen has to leave. The plan to meet the parents, the application officially must be postponed, Risa is looking forward to all that, she is sure Glen's boss will return. Even in his heart, there was an awkward worry.

When the bell came home rang, Risa immediately grabbed her bag and called a taxi. He misses his girlfriend too much. Risa is going to spend the weekend at Glen's boss's apartment. Sometimes Risa visits there just remembering what they have passed together, or just smelling the aroma of the room that holds a million memories for Risa.

At seven o'clock in the night, Risa arrived at the apartment directly to the intended room. Ride the elevator, pressing the floor button. Kissing the fresh air which was very different from Risa's working environment made the sad face of the girl slightly change. He recalled how he and Glen's boss had been happily riding in the elevator, smiling and happily spending the weekend together. Risa took the access card from inside her bag, she immediately went in and sat on the sofa. His eyes swept around the room, silent!

***

"Congratulations on your marriage" Hoon said with a bitter smile on his lips. Glen patted the base of Hoon's arm a few times, although their position was rather difficult. Glen sat next to the driver while Eun and Hoon were next to each other in the back seat. Eun doesn't care, she drops her sunglasses off the top of her head covering her eyes, she reluctantly meets Hoon.

"You have to learn a lot there, all the submission files are done. You're just following the rules I've been working on for the next season"

"iya-iya, you've explained it almost every hour, I understand. Enjoy your lady!" serga Hoon with a lazy face. Eun pulls the corner of her lips, making a strange cynical move. 

"You're grown, don't bother my husband!" ketus Eun folds her hands on her chest.

"You should talk like that in front of a mirror!" reply Hoon did not want to lose ketus.

"Hey! my life is better than yours. I'm very famous, while you are!" hardik Eun raised her index finger.

"cheek, you deserve to be an actor rather than a motivational streamer!" cynical Hoon

"What are you saying!" Eun raises her hand at Hoon, but Glen catches his wife's wrist. Glen shook his head and asked Eun to pay attention around them. The car has arrived at the airport, it's time for Eun to take care of her image. Eun is a successful young visionary at this time. As a businessman, Eun still looks fashionable and friendly, she is even called an angel from the fairy world. Eun immediately changed the tense look on her face, like a person changing clothes, as soon as Eun's cynical face turned friendly and full of light.

"You guys go first, I still have to wait for something" Hoon said as Glen stared in surprise, he did not come down. Their flight was clearly different destinations, after all Hoon was fed up with the behavior of his brother, Eun, right said the doctor seemed to have a lot of personality. Glen took his suitcase in the trunk of the car. She and Eun soon leave Hoon.

Hoon noticed Glen and Eun's steps, the young man stared from behind the car glass. Eun who was struggling spoiled in Glen's arms, the woman obviously loved Glen very much. Glen who pulled the suitcase and walked straight, Hoon frowned.

"Hyung is actually love or not?" muttered Hoon confusedly, he was a little confused by Glen's attitude. For Hoon Glen is a submissive brother, not once did he make a revolt. Glen hyung was an idol for Hoon, he was smart, quiet and obedient. Glen just according to Eun's spoiled behavior to him, even though Hoon as a younger brother feels fed up. Glen hyung also always according to follow many courses recommended by their papa, not even if Hoon was present, he would go to internet stalls in the course hours, Hoon always hated the lessons. That is why the value of his graduation must be helped by the father. Glen according to him when sent to Indonesia to take care of the production. Though it was not a job for the son of a company CEO, but Glen according to it. Just sec, man,

"Aren't I going to take care of the production?" Hoon asked himself, he just regained his senses and held a sad face. Hoon was concerned for himself.

"Even the CEO's son should know the importance of the production process" Hoon muttered resignedly.

***

After a seven-hour drive, Hoon was finally able to straighten his legs. He was a little disappointed about the ordinary class, why not business class, Hoon even realized when the flight attendant pointed to his chair. That's right, Hoon's upset. Just this time Hoon was traveling far away alone, he had never even held his own boarding pass, each traveling there was an assistant who would accompany him, but where was that assistant? Hoon too long locked himself in the room, playing games. Since college and more often ditching makes Hoon for days locked himself just playing games every hour.

"But where has the assistant always been controlling me? did dy resign?" Hoon asked and astonished himself, he tried not to care and went in line to pick up the suitcase. Usually when Mr. Jung is very upset at Hoon's behavior, he will have an assistant stalk and report all of Hoon's activities. Since Mr. Jung's death many changes have gone unnoticed by Hoon. Glen arranged it in such a way as possible. Throw out Mr. Jung's confidants, make changes to the work-at-home system. Glen fired an employee who felt was not so necessary, it was a waste of money. 

Inside Glen's head it was already unthinkable to overhaul the order of work, he intended to take control of the company, only that he had to be patient. The Jung brothers must be controlled first. Sending Hoon to Indonesia is one of the most basic tactics for Glen. The lazy child will not even be able to understand the problems of work, even though it is limited to production processing. Hoon will take a long time just to understand the production part. With great confidence, thinking about how Hoon was dealing with the production part made Glen smile a little.

"What's wrong?" eun asked to find her husband's smiling face. Glen was aware of his current position. He stretched his back and raised the footrest, setting the position as comfortable as possible. Her palm gently stroked Eun's forehead.

"I heard that at the hotel where we're staying, there's 50,000 kinds of wine available, are you going to try everything with me?" asked Glen softly. Eun smiled at sumringah.

"Of course, let's spend a lot of wine and a long night in Paris" Eun retorted down her sunglasses, she leaned back comfortably with a soft blanket, preparing to sleep for a moment. Roy Royce is already waiting for the arrival of the newlyweds, they welcome with a warm embrace. Mr. Jung's colleagues never disappoint. She had already prepared everything for the satisfaction of Jung's daughter and her husband. Ballroom with luxurious decor, even Eun Jung asked famous European designers to decor their wedding reception.

"Very sorry for the passing of the esteemed Mr. Jung" Glen smiled faintly and received a grieving face from one of Jung's corporate business associates in Paris, France. 

"Sorry I can only provide Paninsula, because the Crillon hotel is being renovated for the temporary residence of the royal king of Saudi Arabia" Glen nodded.

"It is with great pleasure that I feel very honored" Glen replied diplomatically, Eun turned her gaze, she raised the wine glass and refused to engage in chatter between men. "Second-grade hotel" Eun's inner cursing.

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