My boyfriend is half human

My patience is as thin as a tissue

"Dad, what brings you here? " Dirga was stunned as a resolutely charismatic figure entered her study in the office.

"Hey this is Dad's office too, right? why are you so surprised? "

"Hehe, don't you, Dad. I'm just surprised that you don't usually come here, even during this time Dad just stopped by my office, right? "

"Hmm, I want to see the condition of your company. Is everything okay?" The damar sits on the front seat of Dirga's desk.

"Good, Dad. Everything's great. " Dirga smiled thinly. He was sure that was not what his father wanted to ask, but he continued to serve the Father's pleasantries before the old man finally reached his main destination.

"Good, you can always be reliable." The praise did not make Dirga a big head because he had heard it too often. The man rarely responded, smiling at least a little as a thank you.

"Your room is quite comfortable as well, "Damar turned to look at the whole room and then moved to sit on the sofa at the end of the room right opposite the glass window. From that place we can see a pretty awesome view of the city.

"How many girls have you brought here?"

Huh ! what question is that ? Dirga even gawked to hear her. His father was too obvious to reveal one of his unique attitudes, unique in terms of negativity of course.

"Dad could have been, "Dirga moved closer to her father. It's not polite to talk so far away.

"Nothing, Dad. I haven't been here long, so my girl collection hasn't been much either."

Cih, it turned out that Dirga's answer was much more ridiculous than his father's question, making the man immediately sneer.

"I'm not sure, even if you're new here, but I understand how to play."

"Haha." Dirga immediately laughed, especially Dad said that while moving his middle and index fingers. The father's sense of humor was also good.

"Nothing, Dad. Just ... Queen. " Calling the name was slippery as if reluctant to remember his friendship with the girl.

"Just like? "

Dirga. His father had already started to mention the name, meaning the conversation had started seriously.

"No, Dusk was never here ... She's different from my girls before."

"Sure," said Dad quickly.

"He's not human. "

Look, according to Dirga's prediction, the father has started to get serious, even starting to circus.

"That's not what I mean, Dad. That night was not like most girls. She wasn't as aggressive as my previous girls. "

Damar did not reply, but a slight sneer that emerged from his lips hinted that he did not agree with his son.

"Eum can we not talk about that, Dad. Let's just talk about something else. " Withless to be presumptuous, but Dirga is uncomfortable if anyone starts to talk badly about Dusk, even though it is only by gesture.

"Ohya, do you want coffee? let me tell Nayra to make it."

Damar glanced at his son. It's been a while since he's been here, Dirga just offered him coffee. But Damar understood, his son was just trying to shift the topic.

"No, I only drink coffee in the morning, "

"Oh well, then what's Dad---"

"You must know why you're here? " Damar looked seriously at his son. The man had already returned to his original mode, serious and resolute.

Dirga sighed then nodded. Finally, the father came to his main goal. Either he felt relieved or tight, but clearly his breathing sounded quite heavy.

"It's .. but I'm sorry, Dad. I can't keep my will. I can't just leave the company? "

"Can't leave the company or can't leave Dusk? " guess Dad without further ado. He believes that Dirga's answer was not the main answer.

"If it's about the company, you can leave your power to a confidant, or hold a shareholder meeting as soon as possible, so we can know who's worthy to lead the company besides you ... In our business empire, Dad knows we don't stock great people, so I don't think that's a big deal. " Damar's length lays out, even when his son has not answered his question about Dusk.

"Yes, but it's not that easy, Dad. Dad only gave me two days. How could I possibly finish it in such a short time. "

"Alright, " said Damar in response to the pretext of his son. I'm not sure that's the reason, but even if it's true, that guy would have the answer. He will not give Dirga misery to quibble again.

"Dad give me another week. So next week you'll have to get everything ready. "

"It can't be, Dad. " Dirga hurriedly replied. He realized he was trapped by his own answer. He knew his father was too smart to fool him.

"Why? what can't? if there is a difficulty later, I will help you, right? except if it's a matter--"

"Dad is right, it's about Dusk. I can't leave that girl. I really can't. I'm crazy about her, dad.. !" Dirga finally can no longer stem his feelings. For the most burdensome reason right now it is Dusk, only Dusk and nothing else.

"Huh, I expected. You're too weak when it comes to that weird girl. " The scathing scorn in the shady-eyed man, he could not understand why his son could be this weak now.

"Leave the girl and get the one a million times better than her. I'm sure it won't take long for you to find it."

"Dad, we've already talked about this, haven't we?" Tension began to build between the two. It seems like a heated debate is going to happen again.

"And my answer this time was the same, I did not intend to replace Dusk with another. "

"But he's dangerous to you, son. " Damar got up from his seat, his neck veins were clear when he said that, a sign that his emotions were starting to rise.

"Dad was sure there would be things that could even threaten your life if you decided to stay with him. "

"I'll face it, Dad. No matter how dangerous I am, I will face it. I love him, Ayaah.. "

"Stupid !"

Dirga immediately closed her eyes as her hands clenched squeezing the sofa. His whole life it felt like only this time he heard the curse from his father. Dirga blood was already boiling and was even ready to spill out. But the man was still trying to answer her.

"Dad didn't expect you to be this stupid now. I'm sure it'll be more dangerous than you can imagine. "

"Have you finished talking? " Dirga tried to act as calm as possible even though the rumbling in his chest was increasingly real.

"If it's possible you should get out of here. I still have a lot of work to do. "

"What ! you kicked Dad out? how dare you shoo---"

"I didn't throw out, Dad. I just avoid pointless debate ... I hope after this Dad won't talk about this again, because my answer will remain the same. I'm not leaving Dusk." Dirga knew his sentences were indeed quite presumptuous. But he had no other choice. He wants to keep what he thinks is best, not according to his father.

"Basstubborn ! you could've kicked Dad out of here. If you want me to even fire you right now. "

Hearing that Dirga immediately got up. His father was really late.

"certain. The father of the company's supreme leader. You can do whatever you want .. But one thing, you can't separate me from Dusk. No matter how hard Dad's efforts. "

After saying that with the neck veins that were also already protruding, Dirga then left. Being here longer he sure will make his patience completely exhausted. It's not funny that he fights with his own father.

"Dirga ! Dirgah !" his father's screams no longer cared. Dirga even had a chance to slam the door before it actually came out making Nayra and the others surprised instead of playing. What's with the big boss and his son? of course that's what's in their picture.

But yes That's how, Dirga always prefers to leave rather than continue to serve his father's babble. It was considered the best way he thought considering his patience as thin as a tissue.