Painful Love (Painful Love)

Give Me Time

"Papa don't joke! On what basis is Papa pulling back the leadership baton that I have held for these five years!" exclaim Bimantara while getting up from the sofa. Tsamara's ex-husband clenched his hands tightly, trying hard to control himself against Irawan who sometimes made his emotions reach the crown.

With a relaxed Irawan replied, "Because Papa thinks you are not worthy to be the leader of the company. The proof is that leading your household has failed how to take care of hundreds of company employees, my efforts could be destroyed if continuously led by you," check the middle-aged man to make Bimantara silenced instantly.

"The company you lead is a hereditary legacy of my family. My great-grandfather built the company with great difficulty, much sweat and tears to build it up to the success it is today. Then you just want to destroy it all? Ooh .. I won't let that happen, Bima!" connect the man while moving his index finger in front of Bimantara. "Rather than you destroy it I better take back what is rightfully mine!"

Bimantara was silent for a while when he heard Irawan's words. Indeed, he did not expect that the father would reclaim what was in his hands at this time. He thought, the leadership stick that has been given will continue to be in the grasp but the evidence is all only temporary.

"If leadership is taken back by Papa, then who will take care of the company?" ask Bimantara.

Irawan Danendra smiled cynically. "There are many good and loyal people to be trusted to take care of the company not just you, Bima! So, I don't have to worry about taking back the leadership stick I've given you."

"But, Pa--"

Not finished Bimantara spoke, Irawan's palm was more duli lifted into the air.

"Nothing but! My decision is round, Bima. The CEO position you currently have, I'm unplugging. Tomorrow, during the meeting with the shareholders I will announce in front of everyone. So, I'm asking, come to the company tomorrow."

Irawan got up from the sofa, then swung his legs towards the door leaf. But he remembered something. "I'm going to kick your lover out of the company. The Danendra Group Company is not a pervert place for adulterers like you two!" The middle-aged man with hair starting to grow silvery color passed by without caring about the feelings of the child. Whether the CEO is offended or not is none of his business.

Moments after Irawan left the apartment unit owned by the prince, Bimantara immediately grabbed the vase on the round table and slammed it. The glass object was broken scattered on the floor but was also unable to relieve the emotions in the man. Then, he grabbed the sofa cushion and ashtray and thoughtlessly slammed all the objects back.

"Sniff! Goddamnit!" aspir Bimantara rough.

After that Bimantara shed his body on the sofa, then rubbed his face and restored hair with frustration. "Why did misfortune happen to me?" the man muttered softly. "If my job is removed Papa, how can I support Emma and our son, and my lover will be fired from the company."

For a moment there was silence floating in the air. The large, luxurious apartment he lived in with Tsamara for almost three months felt so cold and quiet. There was only him and a few household assistants who occupied.

Then, a shadow of the figure of an almond-eyed woman appeared in the mind of Bimantara. A sweet smile full of shade dancing beautifully in the eye crackers. Hands shot up into the air, about to grab a beautiful face but the shadow disappeared like the wind.

"Tsamara" said Bimantara. Unconsciously a white crystal circle slid in the corner of the man's eyes.

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"Bima, why didn't you tell me that today I went to work? If I had known, I would have made us lunch" Emma said as they passed by the office lobby. Fortunately, at that time the atmosphere was still quiet until the interaction between them no one noticed.

Bimantara pulled Emma's hand away from the office entrance to the deserted passageway. It is not without reason that he did that, ex-lover Tsamara still does not want everyone to know the reason behind his divorce with a beautiful doctor due to the presence of a third person.

"Male! You're this shit? Why are you pulling my hand, then dragging me roughly?" emma shouted annoyed half to death. The woman brushed her lover's hand violently.

"I just don't want anyone to think anything about us, Emma. It is too early to publish to everyone that you are your lover" Bimantara told Emma. He did not want the lover to think negatively and make the fetus in the womb of the woman was affected.

"Well, what if they know? Isn't that good for our relationship, Bim?" said Emma. "Or .. You don't want everyone to know that I'm your lover. The woman who was carrying your child, huh?"

Emma was really annoyed by the attitude of the Bimantara who seemed to want to continue covering their relationship.

"Don't think so recklessly! I. .. I just need time to tell everyone about our relationship. Just a few days ago I got divorced, it's not nice if I announce that we are a couple. They must have thought that the rumors circulating about the presence of a third person were true. I don't want you to insult them. That's all."

Emma snorted in annoyance. "lik! You just want to escape responsibility after getting what you want. Yeah, right?"

"You ...."

"Enough Emma!" sergah Bimantara frustrated. The man's head was flattered it felt like it was about to break. Unresolved problems with Irawan now new problems come approaching. All the problems that have happened lately have made the man even more dizzy. "It's up to you to believe it or not that I've told you the truth."

Not wanting the problem to get wider, Bimantara rushed to leave Emma alone where the man's attitude made the secretary snort annoyed. Both hands clenched at the side of the body, staring intently at the figure of the man walking behind him. Slowly, the figure increasingly disappeared from sight.

"Aargha! Goddamnit!" emma's screams are stuck. "Shoppers!" stomp your feet, then go to the toilet at the end of the hallway. Washing your face with running water is not a bad idea. Who knows, after that the emotions in themselves muffle and the head becomes cold again.

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