Life As Chairman of Osis

The opportunity?

Tasya awoke from her sleep, apparently all night she fell asleep in Radit's arms. His body was so limp from crying all night. Not only that, it seemed like he had a fever today.

"Abaang," called Tasya in his voice.

Radit blinked his eyes and immediately checked on his sister. "Why? Hurt huh? You have fever. Let the cave call the doctor."

Radit searched to feel his side to look for the phone, but Tasya held him back and shook her head. "Why just a normal fever, I have bye bye fever," said Tasya with a faint smile.

"Really gapapa? Call me yes, brother is worried if it has not been handled by a doctor," he said trying to convince.

"Yes, big brother. Thank you for letting me be like a friend. I'm taking a lot of people, huh semalem?" Tasya chuckles.

"Don't tell me, how are you feeling now?" Radit asked as he stroked Tasya's cheek gently.

"I don't know but I'm gapapa, I'm happy to have a rich brother lo," replied Tasya. He doesn't really know what he's feeling. Everything was so jumbled but like empty.

"Yaudah, you want to take a shower. You don't shower, just change. They still wear this shirt, don't forget to use the compress," Radit recalled.

Tasya nodded, she chose to just comply even though she actually did not want to do anything today. He has to recover tomorrow from all his mess, tomorrow has started a productive day.

Radit kissed the top of his sister's head and immediately passed away leaving Tasya's room. Tasya budged, it turned out that last night was not a dream, the proof is now that he woke up with this empty feeling.

From now on he has to get used to it without Viko present. Error, indeed his presence never existed. More precisely now he must accept the fact that Viko is not part of his life anymore, and vice versa.

A few minutes passed, Tasya was still pecking on his mattress. He really needed to gather his consciousness now. It was enough, Tasya picked up an oversize t-shirt and short jeans for her to wear today. His body had a fever once, so he took bye bye fever from his drawer and attached it to it. Unfortunately this fever was not worth the pain in his heart.

Just as he was about to lie back down, suddenly the sound of the house bell rang several times. Tasya waited for the sound to stop, but it seemed like the tant was not there and Radit was cleaning himself up.

With a limp step, he was finally forced to go down to open the door. "Who the hell, just bother."

Tasya took her breath, receiving guests also needed energy and a good mood, let alone she was in a bad mood today. After enough, he finally opened the door slowly.

The figure he did not want his presence was now in front of his eyes. He looked so messed up, it seemed like he was sleep deprived. His face was full of bruises, it seemed like he had been fighting. Immediately, Tasya closed the door. However, Viko managed to hold him back.

"So let me talk to you first" he asked.

Tasya turned his face away, he would not be able to bear to see the look in the eyes that looked at him like that. Tasya was still as strong as he could to close the door, but his efforts were in vain.

Tasya sighed, she relented and left the door wide open. "Why?"

Viko grasped Tasya's hands gently, trying to build a magical atmosphere between the two in order to speak well. But Tasya again turned his face away. Remember, she must not cry let alone look weak in front of Viko.

"Don't just diem. If you want to be angry, be angry. Hit me now, or slap me important you're overflowing it's all now the same as me." Viko guides Tasya's hand to do whatever she wants, but Tasya holds her back.

He would cry if he did it again, just like last night when Al asked for it. He must not look weak.

"Gear at me, Shay. I'd rather you get angry than you get me rich gini. I'd rather you nag and get angry than you cuekin rich gini," said the man raucously.

One sentence Tasya managed to say was able to make Viko completely destroyed this time. The one who loved him so much now hated him. "Please don't say rich, I love you"

"Tasya, I just love you! Please give me a second chance to prove it all if you're the only one I love" Viko asked in earnest.

Tasya raised her hand. "Enough, I'm sick. Take a break."

Whether there is any encouragement, Viko instead gathered in front of Tasya and again grasped the two hands. He could see now that Viko was shedding tears and it was able to damage his defensive fort. A tear fell on his cheek.

"Don't stay with me, Shay," the voice turned soft. Tasya hates this sensitive feeling that always comes up at times she doesn't want.

Suddenly Radit comes and releases Viko's hand grip on her sister. Radi told Tasya to retreat so that he who faced the man did not know shame.

Viko stood looking at Radit, knowing that Radit was angry with him. He's prepared for whatever the consequences are if it ends up being battered like last night.

"Bang, the cave please permit the cave to talk to Tasya," Pinta Viko.

Bugh ....

One punch managed to land on Viko's cheek. Tasya was shocked to see all that. But he can't hold Radit for now. Tasya came in and leaned against the wall by the door. He was crying, he hated his feelings at the moment.

Bugh ....

Again the voice was heard in Tasya's ear. She was afraid, she imagined Viko being injured from the blow.

Radit set his breath to see Viko who still had no resistance. He realized, this would hurt Tasya. Finally Radit just clenched his hand tightly. He could've killed her that second, too, but Radit wasn't that cruel.

"Go. Until whenever the cave will never permit you to meet Tasya again!"

"Bang, gu-"

"GO!" Jerky Radit.

With a single blow Radit walked into the house and slammed the door hard. He saw Tasya who was still crying and closed his ears tightly. Radit hugged Tasya tightly. But he did this because he loved Tasya too much. He couldn't possibly just stay quiet without doing anything when his sister was hurt.

"Abang apologizes, but this cave lasain because of your affection. The cave can't see you crying for a guy who doesn't pantes for you tangisin."

"Gue hates him very much, Brother," said Tasya lirih.

"Why does he make it look like I'm the bad guy here? Why am I guilty because of her situation?"

"Why-"

"I'm not wrong, don't say rich. He's rich so just want to play with your emotions to get him back. Don't be weak, you have to show him that you can be without him!"

"Can I? I think about it many times in my brain. Can I do it without Viko?" Her crying grew louder, honestly she could not afford to think about it all now.

Radit nodded and increasingly tightened his embrace on Tasya From this second he would not let anyone hurt Tasya. He believes that one day Tasya will recover from his first heartbreak. He just needs time to accept everything.