Idol Man, Never Leave a Trace with Hurt A Woman's Heart

Episode 281's. Hello Cindy

They go back to the office and work in their own room. Cindy was in her dad's room. Raka tells Cindy to sit in the big chair of the owner of the company Men Idol.  The girl obeyed her father. The man showed something important about the company. He said that Om Deni and also Om Sammy have a very large share in the company. Cindy can't fiddle with them. Cindy nodded her head. A sign that he understood what his father said.

When before dusk Deni entered Raka's room, before long Sammy also appeared carrying his briefcase.

"Well go home, Hello Cindy if you need help Om ready."

Deni threw his body in the soft sofa seat looking at Cindy who was with her father learning something.

"If I had been married at your father's age, Om would have had a daughter as big as you."

Deni seems to regret himself being married when he was 40 years old. His kids are small. The biggest one is still first class.

"Mistake it yourself, now regret it, right?"

Sammy sat down not far from him and smiled.

"It's good, Bro, you're so young. No rush to be called grandpa ha ha."

"Yes too, Raka was a grandfather again, while I was still a long time. Enjoy being a father."

"Of course Bro, later my grandson will call you opa ha ha ha ha."

Deni pouted while Sammy and Raka chuckled at him.

"Calm down, Cindy keeps calling with om kok, ageless so om-om continues."

Deni gave his thumb.

"They were always jealous of Om, knowing they were married young, so they didn't really enjoy their youth."

"Just kid."

The three of them will quarrel as usual, fortunately the secretary's mother came to bring the file and give it to Raka, while the file for Deni and Sammy he had put on their desk.

"When it's done, I say back to Raka sir, Miss Cindy, Deni sir and Sam sir."

"Ok, please. We'll be home soon."

Raka turned off the laptop and took his suit. Cindy carries Raka's briefcase, they're out of the office.  A pair of eyes watched Cindy walk with her father to their vehicle. He smiled cynically.

"Your life's a beautiful girl, but look at it later your life will feel in hell."

The man then left the office. He wears his sunglasses even though it gets darker in his car. His face stiffened withstanding hatred as well as a deep grudge.  A woman has instilled that hatred for a long time.

"Hello miss Cindy, you will bear this grudge! your fault for being their daughter. Because of her, my mother suffered all her life."

The man's lips were pulled to the left and it became a terrible cynical smile. Before long the man's car entered a beautiful minimalist house. He got out of his car by slamming the door and into his house by throwing away his briefcase. He also opened his glasses.

"Mama! all this time I've been looking for a way to avenge your heartache, now that I've got Ma's way. That girl, hello Cindy you're my target."

Cindy sat on the sofa leaning against her body. He had given his father's bag to Dode who had brought the bag to Raka's study. Mardo emerged from the room, presumably having just taken a shower and exchanged clothes. He kissed Raka's hand. Cindy got up and took her hand to kiss her.

"The cheeks want to drink warm tea, Mimi's just gonna get it."

The woman moved to the dining table not far from the living room. Mardo brought the tea closed to Raka, she gave it to her husband's hand. Raka took it while looking at the face of the woman he loved so much. Thank you my love. Said.  The children are used to the affection of Raka and Mardo, not feeling awkward, being something that makes their children happy.

"How was your first day at Cindy's office?"

The girl turned her face to Mardo and Raka who were sitting not far from her. Tria was busy playing the phone with her legs cross-legged in the seat. Dode and Rama lay face-down in front of the tivi not far from the spacious and large family seats.

"Bun, I did something that made me almost faint standing up at the meeting."

Cindy made her face tense and mysterious. Raka widened her lips. Mardo scrunched his forehead, Raka's arm hugged his shoulder from above the arm of the chair.  Mardo looked at her husband.

"What's Pi?"

Raka blinked her eyes, reluctant to tell a story, Mardo looked at Cindy.

"Dad, you made me the leader of the Bun company, I was shocked and unprepared."

Mardo was surprised, he looked at her husband.

"Yes, he is now the leader of the company, why not? I started my own business when I was 22. Cindy can do it, she's my talented daughter."

Mardo said nothing. She is happy that Cindy has the trust of her father. But the woman thought about her son. Rakasiwi should have succeeded her father. Why is Raka in such a hurry and not talk to her and Rakasiwi.  But Mardo turned his face to his daughter and reached for her body, hugging and congratulating her.

"Welcome, Mother's daughter, don't waste your father's trust and choice on you, you have to make me proud to be beautiful."

"Thank you, Mother, I hope I can carry out this mandate."

"Then we celebrate with a special dinner, Pipi should take a shower and change clothes, you also Cindy go change clothes, mother will order favorite food Pipi and Cindy."

Mardo was so excited by the happiness of Cindy and her husband. They deserve to celebrate the moment of the day when Raka gave the company to Cindy. His daughter is very lucky. The girl had fought so hard all her life.  Very diligent, diligent and always achieve the highest ranking. He is also a student who will hold graduation with a commendable graduation predicate, cum laude. The highest school where Cindy studied has recorded the highest achievement index number of 4.

Sometimes Mardo was afraid to see his daughter's learning spirit was very high.  Hardly ever have fun like the other girls. Cindy doesn't even know the latest fashions. Hairstyles or things that girls love. He was always in his room studying.

Cindy is different from her sister Tria. The girl knows a lot about fashion and fashion. What else about cosmetics. His pocket money was used up to buy the items he saw in the online store catalog. Starting from Korean fashion clothes, watches, shoes, bags and much more. Almost every day there are those who deliver Tria's belongings. Mba Wiwin until the head rings because again and again there is an order for Tria.

He said he got bored, laughing.

　

　

　

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