Love Ventilation
BREAKFAST TOGETHER
Hanna's desire to leave was huge, she didn't want one room with Kuncoro.
He chose to duck or look away when dealing with Kuncoro.
" Your father's hard work, you don't want to know?. Oh he's been you're only interested in Parto. " Kuncoro with a smile of sarcasm.
Hanna glared, Kuncoro's words touching the pain in her heart. Right, all this time he was only interested in Parto, what he did all rested on Parto. Over the years he tried, patiently waiting, in an instant of his efforts, his waiting was in vain. It's all because of Kuncoro, doesn't she realize?
Regarding the Munaf company, he indeed never asked. His father did not force either. If what Kuncoro says is true, what to do.
Hanna just shut up. His fingers slowly knocked on the table.
" Why do you think they're attracting investment? " Sina.
" Many factors. Maybe your father has offended a stronger man. " Kuncoro
" sthat mean? " hanna blank's thoughts on business.
" With the departure of investors, the Munaf company loses funds, if left unchecked it will result in a corporate crisis, so there are only two options, leaving the company to collapse or sell at a low price. " Kuncoro
" Both are not an option. " Hanna said to herself.
From what Kuncoro said he understood the seriousness of Munaf's company problem. Now what can he do to help his father.
" I can help your father. But you also have to help me. " Kuncoro leaning against the chair.
Hanna was silent as she thought, beginning to suspect Kuncoro's good intentions.
" As long as I can why not. " Hanna
" Help me separate Stella from my sister! " Kuncoro
" Are you crazy?!" Hanna's breaking the table. Which can disturb married people, let alone separate them. This guy is not sane.
" The survival of your father's company is in your hands. " Kuncoro continued
" You planned this? " Hanna
Kuncoro groped slowly. The business world is sometimes dirty. But for the company of the Munaf family he had no intention of intruding. He suspects someone is playing behind it, just not sure who it is.
" If I did what I did to tell you?!" Kuncoro started to get emotional
" So I'll help you. " Hanna with a light voice
" Don't think highly of yourself. There are still many who can help me" Kuncoro sneered
" you.... " Hanna didn't know what to say.
" wh there's one more thing. About Parto, you haven't told her yet? " Kuncoro continued
Degs.... Kuncoro's question was like a knife piercing his heart. In a daze Hanna looked at Kuncoro. His hands clenched tightly until a blue vein appeared on the back of his hand. Basic has no heart, inner Hanna while gritting her teeth.
"I can't stay anymore. Please find someone else "Hanna is leaving.
How could the person who destroyed him dare to step on his pride. He was too weak to face this person. Fear, that word was more appropriate for her.
" Call me if you change your mind" Kuncoro exclaimed
Hanna stepped wide leaving the room. Walk half way to the parking lot. He approached his car. With a loud pull he opened the door and then closed it hard. He was already unable to hold back, unwittingly the tears came down by themselves.
He threw himself in the seat behind the wheel, trying to control his emotions by closing his eyes.
Hanna runs her car out of the restaurant. The car runs slowly down the city road. Hanna had no intention of going home, she was in a bad mood. The only place he visited under these circumstances was his gallery.
Only silence greeted Hanna as she opened the door. The silence created a twinkle into his heart. With a slow step, Hanna went up to the second floor, where she spent time and shared hobbies.
Hanna's fingers touched the painting equipment on the table, while her gaze swept through the room, the wooden chair she used to sit on when painting, the new kanfas cloth to the right of the room, and the new kanfas cloth, to the left of some ready-made paintings, a folding mattress on the back side, the mattress was commonly used for lying down when he felt tired.
Hanna prepares the kanfas cloth then puts it on the frame. He started pouring oil paint while sitting on a wooden chair.
He needs activity to forget the burden of the mind.
Hanna began to scratch her brush on the canvas, as she painted all her focus distracted. Hanna moved her hands slowly and thoroughly, occasionally looking down then looking up until a few strands of hair came out from the ties playing on her face. His appearance when painting was very messy.
Hanna was so focused that she didn't know her phone was vibrating from earlier.
Towards the early hours of the morning Hanna put down the brush even though the painting was not finished yet. His body feels tired and tired.
After stretching, Hanna took out a folding mattress, stretched out originally in an empty place and then lay down.
Hanna didn't know, when her phone vibrated parto was already in front of the gallery.
Lama Parto was in front of the gallery while calling Hanna, while her gaze was fixed on the bright second-floor window. Parto believes Hanna is inside, let alone that her car is still parked in front of the gallery.
While calling Hanna, Parto lit a cigarette to ward off the cold. He was leaning against the body of the car parked in front of the gallery.
He called dozens of times but did not pick up either.
" What else? " ask Parto in the night air, as if she was why her lover.
At seven in the morning, Hanna woke up. He washes his face and brushes his teeth. In this gallery is indeed provided a private bathroom.
Finished, Hanna intends to find a meal.
Hanna picked up the bag containing the phone and wallet. The car keys are also in the bag.
Hanna passed the stairs, down to the bottom floor. As soon as he opened the door he was faced with the bustle of the city. Traffic is very heavy at work hours like this. Some people walk to work.
Hanna approaches the agya car she parked in front of the gallery after locking the door.
When he was about to open the door he saw cigarette dust splattered under the car. Hanna furrowed an eyebrow then circulated her gaze then ignored him.
Hanna searches for the car keys in the bag, accidentally seeing some call notifications on her phone screen.
All the calls from Parto, including a message asking if she was in the gallery.
Once again Hanna circulated her gaze around, hoping to see Parto. Hanna walked to the side of the road but she did not find the figure she was looking for. Because Parto had indeed left that place at dawn.
Hanna called Parto back while she was in the car. Third ring phone lifted.
" Hanna?.. "parto's hoarse voice was heard in Hanna's ear.
Parto was still sleeping when the phone rang. He arrived at the dawn house, only able to sleep briefly awakened by the ringing phone.
" Your gallery last night? " Hanna
" hemm" Parto said.
Hanna shut up for a second, weigh something.
" I'm sorry I didn't know. " Hanna felt guilty for ignoring the call from the parto.
" You're still in the gallery? " Parto
" yes. Now buy breakfast. I bought it for you." Hanna
Parto got up, sat on the edge of the bed while stroking her temple.
After a few words, the phone broke up.
Hanna drove the car to buy breakfast. He bought two servings of sweet sour shrimp, Parto's favorite food and also her.
Arriving in front of the rental house that lived Parto, Hanna down brought two packages. He knocked on the door, and soon the door opened.
Hanna looked at Parto standing behind the door, her hair a little messy still wearing a gray nightgown, looking like she just woke up.
Hanna lifted the parcel in her hand then shook in front of Parto with a smile.
" Wash your face, brush your teeth and then have breakfast. " Hanna barged in through Parto.
Parto followed Hanna, obediently walking towards the bathroom. Before entering, he turned to Hanna who was picking up the cutlery.
Hanna glanced at Parto as she entered the bathroom, after which she composed breakfast at the table. In the room there is only one set of table chairs, usually used to receive guests and also for eating.
Hanna waited patiently for Parto, occasionally glancing at the tightly shut bathroom door.
Finished berbernah, Parto approached Hanna who was ready in the chair.
" Let's eat ! Here ! " the sweet voice of Hanna while patting the empty chair next to her.
Parto did not follow Hanna's instructions, she instead pulled another chair laying opposite to Hanna's sitting. In this way he could look at Hanna, see her every move, her facial expression, everything.
Hanna pursed her lips as she thought Parto was ignoring her.
" Don't pout. Come eat! " Parto took the rice and put it in front of Hanna. Do not forget to peel the shrimp and put it on the rice.
Simple movements yet radiating deep affection. Makes Hanna's heart touched. He feels like the luckiest man in the world. Without realizing it he smiled with happiness.
