
What's your business
Harlan was pushed by his wheelchair by the bodyguard to the second floor through the elevator, because he wanted to go to Maisara and see how he was doing. Just now the assistant told me that, two days ago the girl's father passed away.
The door of Maisara's room opened just like that as Harlan walked in, and the bodyguards came out after closing the door.
Misara who was crying suddenly stopped her crying, she rubbed the tears on her cheeks violently, alu sat on the bed. He looked at Harlan cynically.
“What are you doing here for? Hah ... here is not your room!” said Maisara while folding both hands in front of her stomach.
“This is my home ... Did you forget? I deserve to go anywhere in this entire house, no one can ban me let alone you!”
So arrogant!
“Do you want to apologize, because you feel guilty about me?”
For Maisara, Harlan is very guilty because he ignored the death of his father, did not make any donations to his family, and also hurt his heart.
The thing that makes him hurt is, Harlan behaved as he wanted, as a husband, he deliberately mingled with other women in front of his own wife.
“What's My fault?” harlan said, indicating that he was innocent or rather pretended to be innocent.
“You, still feel innocent...! Akh! Nevermind!”
There is a cross-mind of either Maisara coming to mind, if it is possible that Herlan knew nothing of his father's death. Recalling the time of the wedding, Harlan was unconscious and they had not exchanged phone numbers to date.
Yeah, he should have been able to understand.
“This is a condolence for your family,” Herlan said as she took out a brown envelope, and placed it on the small table in the room.
“You don't need to do that, I think you don't know so it doesn't matter .. anyway I'm not sad.”
Maisara spoke as she glanced and let the envelope containing the money, remaining at the table.
While Harlan furrowed his brows. He really doesn't believe. The girl said she was not sad, but her eyes were obviously swollen, from crying for too long.
So, what exactly do women shed tears for?
“If you don't need it, just give it to anyone from your father's family,” Harlan said visibly insisting, while moving the wheelchair button, about to exit the room.
“Wait!” meisara's words made Harlan stop the movement of his wheelchair and he turned his head.
“Aparticularly?” tanyakanya.
“Do you love that girl?”
I mean Maisara, Harlan loves Raina, because she sees how close the two are, when she comes. The two of them wouldn't be so close if they didn't have a relationship.
If it is not disbanded then the party will take place from that afternoon until midnight and Harlan will be increasingly swept away in the arms of the woman. Maisara does not like it, although they will divorce, but Harlan is still her husband and she does not want to have a husband who just play women in their house.
“If you really love her, divorce me right now, and marry her, I wonder why your mother didn't match you with her?”
Harlan pretended not to hear, moving his wheelchair back to the door. He realizes that Wendi never liked Raina.
“Didn't you hear? Find me! I think he really wants to be married to you!” said Maisara suddenly turned rude.
“What is your business?”
“My business Yes it was, I just told you, right?”
“Forget it! Don't you have any other requests what?”
“Lane! I won't ask for anything, please just divorce me!”
Maisara thanks like that is not without reason, he wants a divorce because he wants to focus on finding solutions for the company. His father had given everything legally, through his appointed lawyer and the will had been read in front of everyone. So, the company is now the sole property and responsibility of Maisara.
“No going!” harlan ketus.
After that they did not care when they heard the cries of Maisara in the room.
According to the Guards, Maisara was extremely brash. Everyone around Harlan including his friends, no one had ever dared to say in such a loud voice.
What was that, Lane? It could be that the woman called the boss by a careless name! And, boss why not get angry?
“Do not grumble, he just lost his Father!” harlan said to the bodyguard as he pressed the elevator door inside the house.
The bodyguard was silent at once astonished, because Harlan seemed to know his heart.
Oh, so that's why you're not angry.
“I'm sorry, Mister!”
“My company is a torture for him, so be nice for him to stay here.” Harlan said again after arriving at her room and the bodyguard helped her up onto the bed.
“Good, Master!”
As a bodyguard, he was certainly surprised because Harlan's orders were like opposites.
Actually the boss wants to torture or do good, anyway?
$$$$$$$$$$
A few days of walking, like a loose horse running in the wilderness with no one to curb, except the power of ‘hands’ God. And, what happens to humans is a necessity that is inevitably experienced.
Maisara woke up early as usual, although it was now the weekend. He deliberately did every day so as not to meet Harlan. When he returned home from the Hansan Foundation, he would return home early before the man arrived home.
He planned to meet Sanaya this time, to pick up the clothes he would use to meet the infestor. He deliberately borrowed from his best friend because every time he went, Sanaya always commented that his clothes were not appropriate. There are clothes that are more appropriate to wear to meet the infestors.
For Sanaya, Maisara is no longer a campus activist who can dress simply in the form of jeans and t-shirts when meeting them. So, naturally they all look up, because judging the leadership of the Hansan Foundation is not feasible.
Now the effort succeeds. So he will be leaving this weekend.
It had been a few days he was busy making proposals and finally there was a man named Banusi invited him to meet to discuss his proposal further.
However, he was surprised as he opened the door of the room, Hara had already welcomed him.
“You wake up early too, Madam? Please breakfast! Sir is waiting!”
Oh, so he woke up this morning? Goddamnit!
Maisara grumbled in her heart.
Arriving at the dinner table, Maisara takes the furthest spot from Harlan, and Hara serves as she usually does. He saw the man no longer using a strap on his body, it means Harlan is much better.
Without Maisara knowing, Harlan never left the house other than going to therapy and hospital, in addition to visiting his mother he also continued to control his health. He began to feel and move part of his upper body. His spine can be straightened back.
“You want to go?” ask Harlan flatly. His eyes could not see Maisara from the moment the girl appeared before him.
The girl seemed to hold her gaze back from turning away. Only the shadow as he threw the glass that night irritated him. The rest of all Maisara's demeanor is adorable.
“Ya.”
“You don't want to see my mom?”
“I'm busy!” Maisara purposely gave such an answer for Harlan to be annoyed. She knew her mother-in-law was still in the ICU.
Harlan moistened her lips before putting the spoon roughly on her plate.
“Busy taking care of that bankrupt company?”
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