Miss Hurray, I Love You!

Forty seven

"Are you sure about what you said Man?"

Rafan's body was sitting limp on the chair, his eyes staring blankly in any direction. I don't know, there was a sense of disbelief when I heard Arman's words just now. The heart refuses to believe but the logic is of course easily believed.

Still according to the results of Arman's research, if Rangga and Alexi have been together since Rafan was still abroad. A few months before Rafan returned to Indonesia more precisely, and all that is confirmed with the pregnancy Alexi who has stepped on the ninth month at this time.

Rafan sighed deeply to neutralize the berserk in the chest. His brain immediately put together a puzzle of information that Arman gave, creating a perfect silhouette of truth when today's information Arman gave.

My suspicions are correct.

At first Rafan's heart is still confused to judge his own feelings for Alexi and Alsava. But when a truth according to reliable investigation is present in plain sight, now Rafan is sure of where his heart is anchored.

Back Rafan sighed deeply, this time the brain asked him to put aside first about feelings and hearts. If it is true that Rangga is the mastermind of the accident a few months ago that hit him, then there is no strong reason for Rafan to reject the suspicion of Arman next. Rangga may be targeting the Dizhwar corporation entirely.

Both of Rafan's hands clenched firmly as the thought was present, for this one he could not budge on Rangga. If it's about Alexi, let him give up anyway they both will already have children. But, when it comes to the company, Rafan will not stay silent.

Not because of fear of poverty and lack, after all for four months he had felt the lack of life and often held the hunger for not having food. It's about the struggles of his grandfather and father while building and developing the company, and it has to be taken care of as much as possible. Because with that he felt he could be more useful for his family.

Although Rangga is the eldest son of Yo's uncle, he is not the legitimate heir of the Dizhwar corporation. Uncle Yo adopted grandfather when he was ten years old, that's why uncle Yo insisted Rafan was the one who should lead the company instead of Rangga. Though Rangga's expertise in leading the company has been tested for two years.

According to Yo's uncle, it wasn't Rangga's right but Rafan's right from the start. Although Rangga is said to be capable, but uncle Yo must keep his promise to his late brother, which makes Rafan a leader of the company that is as reliable as his father.

Uncle Yo had advised Rangga to give up and give up the CEO seat to Rafan-the real owner, but his eldest son refused firmly. Uncle Yo had persuaded Rangga to lead the company he founded.

Although not as big as Dizhwar corporation, but it's a company that was built from scratch by Yo's uncle in recent years without the interference of Dizhwar corporation.

"Tu-lord?"

Arman fearfully made a sound, his legs had been sore since just standing in the corner of the room. After hearing the information that also made Arman surprised, his superiors just silently pensively and seemed to forget about his whereabouts.

With consideration of the condition of his feet, Arman also chose berusara. Hopefully that way Rafan will realize that there is still Arman waiting since.

"Master?"

Returning to work in a higher and firm tone because the first call did not pay off.

"Hmm?"

Rafan muttered as he turned towards Arman with both eyebrows raised. Rafan held a sitting position and cleared his throat several times as if he realized and felt bad to have ignored the presence of the driver.

"Sorry Man, you can come out now and if nothing matters don't bother me until tomorrow."

Arman nodded politely and then walked out of Rafan's office calmly trying not to make a sound when opening and closing the door so as not to interfere with Rafan's feelings. Arman breathed a sigh of relief when the door leaf managed to close perfectly, there was a feeling of compassion that spread in the young man's heart to the master.

Mr. Rafan is a good man, but why do people do evil to him?

Arman shook his head as he stepped, not understanding the way of the minds of the upper class like Rangga and Alexi. Ah.. For small people like Arman to get a salary every month smoothly already grateful. Do not interfere too much in the affairs of the employer, so he muttered in his heart to remind himself.

***

"Where is Mr Ben? it's comfortable, isn't it?" alsava asked with a fluffy smile. Betrand stared in disbelief at Alsava, then spread his gaze around, the man was forced to nod his head and smiled stiffly.

Yes, finally with careful consideration Alsava decided to invite his boss to dinner. But of course it's not dinner in Betrand's shadow. Alsava-style dinner, so the tagline that the girl pinned when they just arrived at the accring shop a few minutes ago.

Do you really think I can afford a dinner where with a low salary employee like me?

Alsava smiled slantingly between his chews, staring scornfully at the uncomfortable Betrand and desperately trying to swallow the food he chewed with ogah-ogahan.

"It's not good, sir?" tanya Alsava tried to lure Betrand to express his discomfort.

"Not good, thanks for the deal."

Betrand acted as if he liked the food in front of him, though it was still obvious it was forced.

Ck, bad acting.

Alsava can only reproach in his heart to see the behavior of his superiors. Actually he already knew that Betrand was interested in him and was making an approach. Not only according to his intuition, but several times caught Betrand staring at him without blinking and giving excessive attention.

Honestly, Alsava is not comfortable let alone there are some female coworkers who openly talk about and curse her quite loudly. Of course the phrase 'girl like you is inappropriate for Mr. Ben' sounds clear with no stale alkalis in Alsava's ears.

Ah.. He wanted to explode in anger and curse a co-worker who looked so hateful to him. But no, Alsva must be wise in acting and certainly learn from the experience that used to be. No longer want to lose a job due to not being able to hold back like before.

He would do the rejection subtly until Betrand himself who retreated in order without coercion. Truly Alsava wants to live peacefully without the interruption of romance problems like this. He just wants to work with focus and can have a lot of savings. That's his vision now.

"Sir Ben," called Alsava after seeing Betrand finish his uncomfortable dinner. The man muttered and looked at Alsava with raised eyebrows.

The man shifted the dirty dishes to the side, then placed the interlocking hands on the table. Staring at Alsava with a sweeping gaze, he would begin the appeal so that Alsava knew his feelings of joy.

"Sir Ben."

Once again calling out firmly for being uncomfortable with Betrand's gaze and smile now.

"Why Al?" Alsava's feathers goosebumps hear a soft sound coming from Betrand.

Why is that voice? Please! I creeped out the horror.

"Actually... "

"Actually... "

Alsava and Betrand spoke the same word. Betrand smiled sweetly not so continue the sentence.

"Ladies first." Alsava nodded confidently, he wanted to end this short-sighted romance drama immediately.

"Sir Ben, I'm a widow."

"What?"

Betrand's voice shrieked high with eyes glaring at Alsava's booming sentence.