Miss Your Hugs

Miss Your Hugs
Chapter 64



Still at the restaurant, Uncle felt a mobile phone shake from his pants pocket. He seemed annoyed to see the name on the screen of the phone. For a long time he looked at the name, still hesitating to pick it up.


“If it is not lifted, it will definitely add to the problem,” Inner Uncle Ridwan immediately shift the button that is on the screen.


“Halo.”


“Halo. How?” ask someone behind the phone.


“Give me more time Sir. My son is currently still not able to be contacted, because it is still on the way in the air,” said Uncle Ridwan lying.


“Cih! There are so many reasons. I will give you until tomorrow, if you are unable to fulfill it, I will cancel our cooperation,” said the person.


“I try Sir,” said Uncle Ridwan.


“Good, I wait for the good news.”


“Good, anchovies..”


Not yet had time to speak fully, the phone has been turned off.


“Damn it!” as if Uncle Ridwan.


He was silent for a moment, still thinking about how to save his company. Then, take back the phone and find Reyhan's name in the phone, by sliding up and down the screen.


“Reyhan, Where are you? Stupid boy!” furious Uncle Ridwan.


He tried to dial back his son's mobile number, which he had not been able to reach since yesterday.


“Basic child of the ungodly!” his speech when he saw his call was rejected by Reyhan.


Then type a message and send it to Reyhan.


“Don't call me Dad, if you dare to reject my call!” threaten her.


He contacted her again, immediately Reyhan's voice came from inside the phone.


“What's up, Dad?”


“It is polite to talk to parents!” snapped Uncle Ridwan.


“Where are you now?!” ask her in a high tone.


“I'm in an apartment,” sahut Reyhan.


“Meet Dad now in restaurant xx!” Said Uncle Ridwan immediately turned off his phone, without waiting for Reyhan's reply.


About half an hour waiting, Reyhan had just entered the restaurant mentioned by his father.


“What's Dad?” asked Reyhan without saying anything.


“Basic brat! No manners towards parents. Sit down first, I want to have an important talk with you!”


Reyhan who was obedient, immediately sat on the chair opposite to his father.


“What's Dad? Looks like very important.”


“Bara did not want to leave his wife, and now Dad's plan to separate them, failed miserably! Even Bara threatened me!” said Uncle Ridwan.


“How can? This is his company too! Why don't you want Bara?” ask Reyhan.


“Why don't you! You are not married,” said Mr. Ridwan.


“What a hearty father, let me marry a woman older than me. I don't want Dad!”


Reyhan still stands by his stance.


“I also have a lover,” added Reyhan again.


“You're stupid or what the hell? Our company is not okay. You married her only briefly, and after everything is normal, you can leave her,” snapped Mr. Ridwan.


“Why not just Bara?” Ask Reyhan.


“Jeez!! You stupid kid! If Bara wants to, I can't possibly ask you!” furious Mr. Ridwan.


“Dad doesn't need to think about that, I know how,” said Reyhan smiling cunningly.


“What are you planning? Don't do anything stupid! Bara has threatened me,” said Mr. Ridwan commemorating his son.


“Yes, time to stay tomorrow. If you fail, you should marry that girl. Remember that! Don't harm yourself and our company.”


“I'll do it,” said Reyhan.


“Did you already see the news on TV?”


“Iya, already. Quickly you think of a way, they threatened to cancel their cooperation, if you do not want to marry his son.”


“Why doesn't his son look for his own lover, to be made husband?” gerutu Reyhan and also curious.


“Once you know, I don't understand either. Most importantly, they provide a lot of benefits for our company. I don't want to lose this opportunity, especially now that our company is experiencing a very drastic decline. This is a good opportunity,” said Mr. Ridwan.


“Why didn't Dad just marry her?” teh Reyhan while holding his smile.


“You are a very bad boy! What about your mother, you fool! Dad's wrinkled, no woman wants me!” sahut Pak Ridwan by raising his octave.


“I'm just kidding Dad,” Reyhan said chuckling.


“You are!” exclaimed Mr. Ridwan hit his son slowly on the shoulder.


“Remember! Do not jeopardize our company name, and also make sure Bara does not know this. Dad was a little afraid to see the anger of Bara, you know for yourself if Bara was angry,” said Mr. Ridwan Back to commemorate his son.


“Iya, I'll work on.”


“Dad wait for the good news,” says Pap Ridwan.


Reyhan nodded.


“Alright Dad. Dad, I said goodbye,” said Reyhan stood up from his seat.


Mr. Ridwan nodded, seeing the departure of his son.


“I don't want to lose this opportunity!” inner Mr. Ridwan smiled cunningly.


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Meanwhile in the car, Nisa still calms her husband, since getting out of Bara's restaurant does not stop swearing.


How could his own Uncle do this, he used to trust his Uncle very much. Because he thinks his Uncle is very wise, rather than his father who always blames himself in small things.


“Shit...! Turns out I misjudged Uncle all this time,” umpat Bara.


“I used to respect him a lot, Because Uncle was always behind me, when I was down,” he added again with his own eyes.


He did not expect, that his own Uncle who could slander him.


“Mas, Uncle must have a reason. There's no way Uncle would do it all, if Uncle didn't have a reason.”


While gently rubbing her husband's shoulder.


“Ck! Bullshit!”


“Reason for saving the company he controls now, and is currently on the verge of bankruptcy. As a result of their greed, willing to make a fake power of attorney to master everything! They think I don't know it!”


I want my heart to talk like that. But he didn't want his wife to know.


“Mas, must be patient. Forgive me for doubting you, I'm sorry Nisa said she felt guilty, almost believing Uncle Ridwan's words.


“Forget it, I promised to make you happy. We start from the beginning yes,” said Bara staring at his wife.


Nisa nodded with a smile.


“Never change yes,” said Bara pulling his wife into his arms.


“I know, Uncle and Reyhan must have thought of another way to separate us back. I have to be careful now,” inner Bara while gently rubbing her wife's hair.


“I'm sorry,” og Bara.


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