MY HELPER PASSION

MY HELPER PASSION
THE GP 33



Arriving at the office, Deon has not received word from his man whom he assigned to follow his wife's car.


Tok park ..


The sound of the door of his room being knocked by someone pulled him from all his current daydreams.


"Lake in!" deon shouted and the door opened.


Her secretary appeared from behind the door and stepped in after closing the door of her room again.


"Sit down!" Deon allowed the woman to sit in her usual chair.


"Thank you" said the woman, nodding her head politely.


"What's the report?" tanya Deon saw her secretary carrying a file.


The woman immediately gave the file to her boss. Deon accepted it and read the contents of the file. Not long after, Deon's face turned in amazement.


"You managed to cancel our cooperation contract with that person?"


The woman nodded in confirming. Deon did not expect his secretary to be able to work this fast with the results as desired.


Deon then extended his hand and was held by his secretary.


"Thank you" said the man.


"Together, sir," replied his secretary.


The handshake was removed and did not last long. What happens if the secretary fails to cancel the contract of cooperation with the person who has a case of skandall. Maybe his company will be dragged and tainted by his good name.


In accordance with his promise, Deon will give more salary to his secretary because it has succeeded in carrying out his orders while saving the good name of the company.


His secretary left after reporting the matter just now. The sound of incoming messages distracts Deon.


Deon grabbed a flat object on the table in front of him. The message was sent by someone whom he had been waiting to hear from.


His man sent a photo, where his wife was sitting opposite a man whose sitting position was turned back on the photo so that it did not look like what his face was.


Deon held his phone tight. Adell was really playing behind him. But if in thought he was the same too, all this time related to Izza. But somehow he doesn't accept it and gets angry if Adell cheats on him. Moreover, the hotel payment receipt found by Izza, shows that Adell may have played behind him for a long time. It may not be the only payment receipt.


In this state of anger, Deon had to try to be calmer. How to make it not grasak grusuk. He should play more beautiful.


Elsewhere, a woman was sitting at the dinner table. He just finished cleaning the house. Sweat is still visible in his temple. He propped up his chin using both palms while staring at the chair where Deon had been sitting for breakfast.


"I've really gone crazy" he said.


"I could have imagined something that far while eating and directly in front of him."


"I shouldn't have had hallucinations that far, because I'm sure Deon would have done it without me asking."


"I hope Adell's mom cheats on me and makes Deon disappointed. That way Deon would run to me. I have no problem even if I am an escape. The important thing is that my wish is fulfilled to have him completely."


"Hufft .."


Izza exhaled a bit harshly. Folded his hands on the table. If previously he was willing to do so because of money, then for now he is willing to do it because of love. Despite being free, he will still do it with Deon over love.


Izza reached into the cell phone on his shirt that had two pockets on the chest. Then he opened up social media to dispel his thoughts towards Deon. However, the first time he saw when he opened his social media account, he got the news of an orphanage caretaker dying in an accident. And the name of the orphanage is the place where he lived since his baby.


A single tear came out from Izza's eye patch. He makes sure again whether the news is true or not. But the news is absolutely accurate.


Izza was no longer able to stem his grief. The woman who took care of him from infancy to the twenties has now breathed her last.


"I gotta go there, I gotta go there." That's all Izza had in mind, he regretted that he had run away and had not had time to thank him for taking care of himself.


Izza dialed someone's number and asked for help to accompany him to the orphanage.


***


Izza's crying never stopped when he arrived at the orphanage where he lived. There are yellow flags and flower arrangements as condolences. He walked into the parlor. There was a lot of crying from the kids there.


Izza's cry grew increasingly broken, seeing the body of someone who had been taking care of him lying stiffly before him. He did not dare to approach because he was no longer strong enough to withstand this sadness.


The person who came to Izza's side held both shoulders and gave the woman strength.


Then someone came and recognized Izza. He is also one of the caretakers.


"Izza," call the woman.


Izza. "Mom," replied Izza.


Then Izza poured into the arms of the caretaker woman. He shed his tears in the woman's arms and the woman tightened her arms.


The woman let go of her embrace and cupped Izza's two cheeks.


"Where have you been, Za? Why did you disappear?" exclaim that woman.


"Sorry" Izza said, and that was all he could say.


The woman hugged Izza again to let go of the yearning for years of not meeting. And meet again when the atmosphere of the parlor is grieving.


Then the woman's gaze turned to the man standing behind Izza. He let go of his embrace.


"This is your husband?" asked the woman and Izza turned towards the man she was referring to.


"This-"


"I'm her husband" said the man cutting Izza's answer.


Izza was shocked by the man's false confession. But there may be a reason why the man did this.


"Oh congratulations, yes. You are married and you have a new life out there. May you have the happiness you dream of."


Izza nodded. "Yes, thank you, ma'am."


"If you are happy, the late must also be happy there. Because his favorite foster son has already got happiness."


The words of the favorite foster child spoken by the woman in front of him made Izza's tears again decay. He felt even more guilty because he had left this place without saying goodbye.


The man pulled his hand and carried her into a hug. Rubbed her back a few times, stroked her hair gently and gave her strength.


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