Love is Noiseless
Chapter 18's
Layla was busy opening her closet door. Choosing some items he wanted to bring to stay with Dinan. Not many Layla chose. Just some personal items and her make up needs. As he was about to close the closet door, his eyes flashed to a small brown box in the corner of the closet. The girl smiled bitterly and picked up the box. Take it out and look at the contents. A gold necklace with a red heart diamond makeup.
It was the only piece of jewelry Layla had, before she got the wedding ring and gold earrings from Ms. Eva as her wedding present this afternoon. Layla took the necklace and put it on. Then he closed the door to his little closet. After making sure there were no more things he wanted to carry, he got out of his contract.
While in the car Dinan was busy with his tab. This time the man was looking for information about the foundation that had been managing the orphanage. Putri Gemala Foundation, engaged in social and education. Dinan kneaded his forehead, there was not much information about the Foundation on the internet.
“It is fitting that the foundation is bankrupt, adapting to the times alone cannot. Should they enter the digital world to be able to continue to compete in the world of education and social business,” murmured Dinan.
The man re-opened several web pages. Not much information indeed, there is only a brief review of the orphanage founded in 1996. Even the exact date does not exist other than the year.
“How can I know the common thread of the land problem if the information alone is difficult to obtain like this?” murmured Dinan again.
His car door suddenly opened, Layla went inside and sat down beside Dinan.
“It's done?” tanya Dinan noticed Layla's luggage in a small crib bag.
“Udah, Sir.”
Dinan was still watching Layla, his eyes fixed on the necklace the girl was wearing. She couldn't possibly be mistaken considering that Layla had never used a necklace before. His hand was raised towards the chest of the girl. Surprised by what Dinan was doing, Layla brusquely brushed the man's hand.
“Father want what?” ask Layla worriedly.
Dinan did not reply, his hand moving quickly grabbed Layla's necklace. “Where did you get this necklace from?” ask Dinan to investigate.
“This is the only relic of my mother, Sir,” replied Layla. This time she no longer dared to brush off the hand of the man who had officially become her husband a few hours ago.
“Your mother's relics?”
“Say Bu Irma, my father and mother died in an accident, and I survived, that time my mother used this necklace, so this necklace was given to me by Ms. Irma,” Layla explained.
Dinan took off the necklace, he turned on the car to get out of there. The male eyes looked at the rented door where Layla had entered. ‘If all the assets I already have, I will throw this girl into this shabby contract, now she must be near me first to convince dad, her inner’.
Dinan's car left the area, re-entering the highway to join other cars in the midst of the crowded streets.
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Dinan did not rush to go home to his apartment. He turned his car around at one of the fine restaurants. Layla frowned as she suddenly walked into the restaurant's parking lot.
“Why are we here, Sir?” ask Layla in confusion.
“Lapar.”
Layla gulped, the glass-walled restaurant and the brightly colored lights seemed to illustrate how expensive the food inside was. He stayed in his chair, thinking about how much money he had in his wallet right now. Eating there could drain the contents of his wallet. It is even possible that once eaten at a restaurant it could cost a quarter of his total salary a month.
“Why silence? down!” dinan orders after getting out of the car, he sees Layla just motionless.
“Down and go inside!” dinan's orders, the man passed away.
Layla squeezed her hair in frustration. This alone had driven him crazy to face Dinan. Every word that comes out of the man must be obeyed, not to be opposed in the slightest. Even to bargain alone Layla can't. Ah, what will the days he has to go through with Dinan in the future?
Layla got out of the car and stepped inside the restaurant. Seeing the luxury cars parked in front of the restaurant as if making Layla's guts shrivel. Maybe the people inside are officials, businessmen, famous artists or children of rich people who have a monthly ration of tens of millions.
Just the first step Layla got into the restaurant. His eyes have been fixed on some famous artists who used to play in television soap operas. Layla gulped, this time trying to be confident to walk there. In the corner of the room he saw a minister talking to his colleague.
Layla stepped as quietly as possible, until she finally arrived at the table that Dinan had occupied first. He pulled up a chair and sat there politely. Looking at Dinan who seemed to pay attention to the circumstances around.
“If anyone asks about you, just say you are Richard's assistant,” said Dinan in a very slow voice.
Layla nodded obediently, self-conscious of who she was.
“Do you see men wearing blue shirts near the Minister?” dinan asked while pointing at someone with the look in his eyes.
Layla turned her head, looking at who Dinan meant. Instantly his eyes rounded to see Bayu's father sitting there, talking to people he believed to have important positions in the central government.
“He's one of the people playing on your orphanage grounds, he's close to the Barata family,”
“Ma-I mean Father what? I do not understand,” replied Layla who again looked to Dinan.
“Auction data at the bank clearly shows that the landowner is the Princess Gemala Foundation who took care of your orphanage all along, but there is another fact that the Barata family claims the land is theirs, he said, one of their families was once recorded as belonging to that land. Ownership, the land is listed as belonging to the foundation I won at auction yesterday, but if they can prove the land is theirs, then, the court could have given them the land and cancelled our auction winnings from the bank. The problem will be complicated because the bank will be hands off about it.”
Layla watched Dinan closely.
“During this time the Barata family did not dispute the land was used for the orphanage, because at any time they could seize it with strong evidence. But it turns out your foundation cheated, the land was pawned to the bank and in the end they couldn't redeem. Or rather, your foundation does not want to redeem the land so that the problems with the Barata family are resolved. And now the Barata family can seize the land from our company.”
“This problem can be parsed if all parties involved in the establishment of the home in 1996 are still alive. They could definitely explain who the land had. Before it was converted into a parlor, the land was used for lodging, cooperation between the foundation and the Barata family, the problem after being converted into a parlour, land ownership became unclear.”
“So our company is now indirectly already getting into their problem, sir?” layla asked to confirm her guess.
“It's my fault, I didn't think long when I went to that auction. I just think winning the auction because the land position is very strategic, within 5 years I believe the price can rise 20 times along with the development of the surrounding government. I did not investigate the land before, so now my position is very difficult.”
“Now this problem is even longer because the document was held by father. It's all because of you. I've fulfilled my father's wish to marry you, and save the children's home. But until now the document has not returned to me.”
“Sorry, Sir, it's my fault.” Layla was weakly bowed, she had absolutely no idea that what she did yesterday turned out to be a long-term impact for the company.
“Tomorrow to make sure that the document returns to my desk, the man you saw earlier had covert power in the ministry and he was close to the Barata family. He could backfire on us by inaugurating illegal papers to win over the Barata family and blaming us for taking part in an auction on land that is not clear ownership. They are people who are full of cheating to get what they want.”
“Excuse me, Sir, Buk, have you ordered food?” ask a waiter.
Dinan and Layla looked over. They were too serious about the discussion just now so they forgot that they had not ordered anything.
