Love Taboo

Chapter 39 Cancellation of Contracts

Mr. Bimo was furious. Things explode in the head. Whether it's visuals, screams, the sound of falling objects, the bang of objects that collide with each other. Tumultuous.

"Erlan, bring you here so you can live better. For you are my flesh and blood. Don't embarrass me, Fahri, where's your promise? You said you'd work with a top interior designer from around the world?"

Mr. Bimo slammed the cracker setoples, until the glass contents scattered on the floor.

"Pa, already. All of this Papa himself began," Widia ma'am defended her stepson.

"You don't interfere! Lucky I didn't divorce you!" hardcore wrathful.

In fact, Widia's mom has breastfed Erlan who is the son of Mr. Bimo by cheating on him.

"Well, I won't interfere from today. I've been patient all this time, don't blame me if I file a divorce letter after this!" threaten Ms. Widia tried to brave herself.

Not usually this middle-aged woman dared to protest. Maybe she was tired, all this time her inner and physical tormented by her own husband.

Ms. Widia didn't even cry. He just stared at Erlan for a moment and left. While Erlan, he who was accustomed to the affection of Widia's mother, rushed after her.

"Pa, hold Mama, Pa! I need to be clear on what the same bang Fahri will be!" erlan's scream was heard pleading as she ran after Widia's mom.

Mr. Bimo just shut up and dropped himself. Maybe he began to get tired of the condition of his family which was actually destroyed since he dared to cheat, even to have children with other women.

I don't know how many minutes, but Erlan obviously went back to the dinner table. The place where Mr. Bimo is.

Erlan's steps look lunglai. His head bowed, as if hinting if he failed to get what he wanted.

"Pa, please persuade mama to come back. I'm used to it, not my real mother. I need Widia's mama" Erlan lamented with a half-begging look.

"You're focused on the company, it's almost bankrupt because I gave it to you. How can I account for all this to your grandfather later? I need proof, Erlan!"

"Pa, Mama Widia is leaving! Can't stop it first, just think of something else?"

The two are engaged in a fight.

"Shut up! Fuck Widia! My marriage has been ruined since your mother came into my life!" yell Mr. Bimo.

Erlan. Usually he will not be sad, what's more angry despite getting insults or blasphemy from anyone. But this time it felt different. So painful that it felt like stabbing the heart.

"I'll see Damian today for you too, Pa! I'm tired of all this!"

Erlan leaves the villa, while Bimo goes on a rampage and slams whatever is left on the dining table.

*****

This afternoon, Erlan arranged an appointment with a renowned interior designer. Yep. It was Damian Lucas. Handsome youth who had reddish skin, blue eyes and blonde brown hair.

At a cafe, Erlan looked nervous. I don't know how many times he glanced at the clock on his wrist. Occasionally put on an anxious look, until his forehead is sometimes wrinkled.

"It's been a while?" A distinctive hoarse voice, suddenly made Erlan stunned to turn her body.

Damian just heaved a heavy sigh. Instantly Erlan's forehead wrinkled.

'Why does it feel like, I like meeting and negotiating with Fahri with a different version? It feels ... their personalities are so similar. Cold, irritable talk, do not like to smile what else to mince words, Erlan's mind while looking at Damian.

"Umm...my time is not much, because after this I also have an appointment with others. Can I see the proposal? What kind of building concept do you want? And what interiors do you recommend and deserve to compete? After all I've read, I'm just going to decide which is right and which is not" Damian said at length explaining how a deal should be made.

"Pro-proposal what? I thought, all you decided?"

Erlan even spoke stammeredly against Damian.

"Well, I didn't expect that I would be working with a newbie in the business. How can you work together, if you do not know what project to create?"

Really am. Hearing the protest from Damian, Erlan really felt embarrassed to death.

"Don't you say before yourself, as long as I can import all the famous interiors from around the world, we work together" said Erlan who did not want to be blamed.

Damian smiled bitterly.

"The name of the entrepreneur, of course everything related to business materials is prepared. It's not strange, the strange thing is ... You don't know what to buy!"

Erlan was stunned to hear Damian's explanation.

"Don't tell me you don't understand. Then why do you work in this business? For example, for example, you want to make a Mansion in a tropical style, of course you need a lot of glass in place of the wall, in addition, it must also be determined what rug is suitable to make the mansion look different from what other companies offer. That is, it must have the characteristics to attract buyers, is not it?"

"I think, accept so," said Erlan.

Really the answer makes Damian feel played to the head.

"That's it, sorry. Just look for other interior design service providers. I'm not going to work with someone like you. With a heavy heart, my contract is cancelled."

Damian immediately got up from his seat, while hiding his smile.

"Wait, please don't do this to me. I have already ordered many items that are not small nominal. It's been hundreds of millions to buy, lights, rugs and other goods" Erlan said with a wailing look.

Damian stopped his steps for a moment. Still had time for the man to notice how the look of Erlan's face at that time. But Damian's not his name if it's easy to pity others.

"Excuse me, don't block the way. I have an appointment with another client" Damian concluded, destroying Erlan's dream.

In fact, Erlan dreamed of being able to beat Fahri from all sides. He has lost in love. How could he also lose in business?

Erlan understood too. If the older brother of his biological mother who has had an important role in persuading Mr. Bimo to give Erlan the current position.

"Damn, I don't want to fail. As soon as possible, om Roy should know about all this? Duh .. I already bought a lot of imported goods. There is no way I would use other interior services. What if a client suddenly discourages cooperation because they are disappointed? They want an investment because I promised Damian Lucas the interior designer."

Erlan continued to curse his stupidity. He who is frustrated even ruffled to grab his own hair.

"Melia, I need you for a story. I can't bear it myself" complained Erlan in a soft, self-defeating voice.