Milky

Part. 65

In a corner restaurant in the city, a man with glasses sat quietly while watching the human traffic around his seat. His heart impatiently waited, a glass of juice had been toilet without any residue in his glass.

"Ah, fuck!" He cursed when his heart continued to be restless. Cracking without time, tightness begins to creep up the chest cavity. He took a deep breath, a glance he threw into the restaurant.

He grabbed the device after glancing at the clock hanging on the wall. Typing a short message for the wife at home.

[Aul, come to the restaurant in the corner of the city, we have lunch together here. Take Ibrahim, I want to introduce you to someone.]

The message was sent, before long the blue tick was welcomed. Razka put her phone back on the table after reading a reply message from Aulia, his wife. How did Aulia react when she saw Bima later?

He looked back, thinking about Bima and Aulia. There was no lagging behind the young man who claimed to be Ibrahim in his house.

I want to see their expressions when I see Bima.

He chuckles without a sound. His eyes glimmered in all directions outside the restaurant. There was nothing interesting, other than his imagination that imagined the shock of the two people.

At home, Aulia smiles as she receives a message from Razka. He who had just swept the house, hastened to clean himself. Intention to make lunch, she said because her husband invited her and Ibrahim to eat at the restaurant.

Without Aulia knowing, Ibrahim secretly went into his room. Looking to the right and left, as well as the entire corner of the spacious room. Hearing the sound of water, he smiled. Break in and start doing the action.

Open the drawers, also their wardrobe. What he was looking for, he smiled with satisfaction after finding a box containing some Aulia jewelry as well as some cash.

He glanced towards the bathroom, the woman was still there. The box came out and entered another room. Draining the contents, he kept the box in the room.

Satisfied he exited the room and again sat quietly in his room becoming a pitiful child. Sitting by the window, pretending to be bored. In fact, he was a cunning fox.

Shortly daydreaming, Aulia knocked on her bedroom door.

"Baim, what are you doing? Get ready quickly, Dad invited us to lunch together at the restaurant, "call Aulia without opening the door.

Hearing the restaurant, he smiled again. Good food there, he would spend it again like that time. The rich love to waste money.

"Yes, Mommy. I'll get ready!" she screamed as she moved closer to the closet and changed her clothes. Like a Young Master who served several slaves, he threw clothes in any direction. Without caring about cleaning it up, the fake Ibrahim rushed out to meet Aulia.

"You ready?" asked Aulia who got the nod of the head from the witty young man. His behavior is contradictory, he is two-faced and good at playing his role.

"No. Another place, but the food is no less delicious than the place yesterday," said Aulia with a smile on her lips. Outside, they were waiting for a Razka driver as an invitation to them.

Lookie! Less what else? Just go and someone picks you up. Oh ... Enjoy being rich. I can't believe that just because of that worthless thing, my life has changed.

He smiled cunningly, another on the other face in his heart. The driver nodded before opening the door for the master. The two sat in the back seat quietly, the young man impatiently wanting to have lunch in a classy luxury restaurant.

"Mother, I heard you own the company?" He asked breaking the silence. Aulia glanced at him, the witty look he displayed did not make her suspicious at all.

"Mmm .. yeah, you're right, but it's being led by your niece because I didn't have a son at the time and she didn't want her daughters to be involved in the company's busyness," sahut Aulia explained.

Beard-beard the head of the young man beside him, berbersit greedy nature in the heart want to occupy the throne. Isn't the one most entitled to it the Razka boys? Who is none other than himself even though he is a fake.

"But, Mother .. Doesn't that belong to Dad? It should've been the one occupying the children. Whether it's a boy or a girl, it's the same. Their position is not as strong as the children of the Father, will be very easily swayed and destroyed. What if someone cheats and secretly conspires? Wouldn't he be so easily overthrown? Then, Dad's company will be gone, "the story is long.

Start to play games with Aulia's beliefs that have been ingrained for a long time. The woman, pensive to hear the false narration of Ibrahim. I don't know what he should be.

"But Mom and Dad don't want to be involved in the company. The leadership of the company has been left to his sister because he also has the same rights as your father," explained Aulia gently.

He smiled as he glanced at the silent son as if digesting the words of the Mother who had just reached his ears.

"But still the most entitled is the offspring of the father. If you don't want your daughter involved in the company business, can't I learn about that? Dad could have taught me that the company wasn't being abused by those who weren't responsible. I'm sure I could if anyone taught me. Isn't that right, Mommy?" said again.

He commented a witty smile as Aulia looked at him. Aulia did not understand about the company and all the problems involved in it. He just wants to live a quiet and happy life with his family without anyone intending to commit a crime like he used to.

The trauma of the past was still very deep in his mind. Ibrahim plunged into the abyss and disappeared for twenty years still very fresh in his memory. All because of what has happened in the past. About wealth and wealth, sometimes make people forget about land.

"Are you so eager to lead Dad's company? If you may ask, you do not want your children to be involved in it. I want all my children to stand on their own feet independently without relying on their parents, but if you allow it, then there's no harm in you and Akmal working together to develop the company." Aulia rubbed Ibrahim's hair while smiling.

The young man nodded obediently like a obedient cat. In fact, he was a heartless predator.

Either way, I have to occupy that company.

You don't know anything about Razka. Not only was the company he owned, but the most famous satay restaurant was Razka's real business.