Not Ordinary Slant

Twenty Six

In the early weeks, Gya always brought his work home. It takes a lot of time to learn everything. Apparently, the material he learned during the lecture is not entirely reliable at this time. People say the best teacher is experience.

"You're ashamed to ask Rafka for help? Let Mama talk, huh." Again mama doubted his efforts, making Gya more depressed and chose to bring his work to the papa workspace.

Tonight, he gathered all the reports from each division. Then, analyze it with a frown.

It turns out that their company has been just walking around. There is absolutely no significant progress. As if it was just "the important thing in life.

Gya massaged his temple many times. His forehead seemed to wrinkle whenever he made a mark on parts of the report that were to him wrong. Until, several times the knock on the door was heard and made him turn his head.

"Yes?" He moved from his seat to open the door.

Just as Gya had expected, the doer of the door knocker was Gio. A figure that looks strange these few weeks.

"Why?" When Gya asked, he realized

Gio didn't come alone. Her sister came with her father who was in a wheelchair.

"Why, Pa?" He lowered his body, then pressed his knees to the floor.

"Papa wants to see Brother work, he said," replied Gio.

There is a thin layer of water that directly coats Gya's eyeballs. At times like this, he really needs support.

"Gya can, Pa." I don't know how many times Gya's said that phrase over the past week. However, this time the response he got was different than usual. Papa nodded with a smile that managed to make Gya shed tears.

Not wanting to be swept away in a sad atmosphere, Gio pushed his papa wheelchair to get into the workspace. Actually, he also knew the burden that the brother was carrying lately was not easy.

"I'll get you a drink, yeah." Gio was about to move when Gya held his arm.

"Thank you" said Gya sincerely.

Gio was also the same mellow. He quickly wiped away the thin water in his eyes, then immediately moved from there.

Although Papa has difficulty speaking, but Gya is quite helped by his presence. The figure of his first love shows the problems he must solve first.

Papa nodded. Her slanted lips were enough to make it difficult for her to explain. "Yakin .. right.".

Gya understands. That means he should be able to regain the trust of the old investors.

True, said papa, attracting old investors the opportunity is greater than looking for new investors. Even if it won't be easy.

"Innovation .. new idea."

Gya's tangled face immediately worshiped when he heard papa's stammered sentence. He got up from his seat and hugged Papa in a wheelchair. "Thank you, Pa. Thanks for believing in me."

After this Gya will think of new ideas that he can offer to be able to reclaim the confidence of investors. The discussion between senior and junior was still going on for a long time. Gio had even fallen asleep on the sofa.

Papa silently smiled. Seeing her daughter bear the burden, really made her not calm.

"Gio!" Gya wakes up Gio who is asleep on the sofa. The tall teenager from earlier did choose silence, not to disturb. But ended up sleeping well. "Papa's tusk rest."

Gio's life that seemed not to have fully returned, made him sit with a confused look. Until, Gya rubbed his face irritated.

"Wash your face!"

***

Gya pulled his hands up, trying to stretch his stiff muscles. The wall clock has shown at 02.00 pm, just as his eyes can not be compromised anymore.

After cleaning his face, Gya immediately laid his body on the bed. It feels very comfortable to rest his body that feels crumpled.

His eyes almost fell asleep, but then he turned his body and grabbed the phone he had placed on the nightstand. There were several missed calls from Rafka and a barrage of messages from the same person.

Instead of reading and replying to messages from the prospective husband, Gya actually opened the email that Rafish had sent. Then, watch the video for the umpteenth time.

Hi, Agya Sofia ...