Painful Love (Painful Love)

Fired?

Bimantara is now in front of the meeting room entrance. Take a deep breath, then exhale slowly to gather courage in the chest. Although he knew that today his position as a CEO will be revoked by Irawan, still, he was nervous because soon his pride will be stepped on when Irawan announced that the status of the man is no longer the CEO of the Danendra Group company.

Stretch your hands forward, then push the door leaf using a little energy. When the door was wide open, all shareholders were already seated in their respective places. However, there was one empty seat that was still unfilled. Who else if not the seat belongs ... Irawan Danendra, the owner of the company.

"Good morning, Mr. Bima," said the entire meeting almost simultaneously. Although they have a stake in the company, but the position of Bimantara who is nothing but a subsidiary owner and CEO there makes everyone submit and pay respect to Tsamara's ex-husband.

Bimantara was glued for a moment when he saw the scene ahead there. During this time while attending a meeting, he was indifferent and felt ordinary when the shareholders bowed a little head in a sign of respect to him. However, the scene this time felt so different that it made the man sad because soon all he had would disappear.

"S-good morning everyone," replied Bimantara stammeringly. A few moments later, Irawan entered the room. They rose again and welcomed the coming of the ruler.

"Thank you all for attending this morning's meeting. You must be wondering why I asked for a meeting suddenly when only a few days ago we held a meeting about the company's shares that declined after the sloping news hit the Bimantara household," Irawan said starting the meeting that morning.

"My arrival this time did not want to discuss about the company's shares, but about .. the overthrow of BImantara's position as CEO of the company," said Irawan with a loud and firm voice.

Suddenly, all the members present rounded their eyes perfectly hearing Irawan's words. So you mean, from this moment Pak Bima is no longer CEO of Danendra Group, is that it?" said one of the shareholders, repeating back what the owner of the company said.

Irawan answered, "Rubber. From today, my son, Bimantara Danendra, is no longer the CEO of Danendra Group. He was relieved of all his duties and responsibilities as company leader."

The originally calm atmosphere instantly changed violently. Everyone whispered to each other, expressing their opinions to the next friend. While Bimantara just bowed lethargic on the chair without daring to raise his head in front of the papa.

This is not worth the disgrace you have cast before me, Bima. Even though you are my own flesh and blood, the fruit of my love with Hasna, but if you are wrong then I deserve to teach you a lesson. Moreover, you have hurt the feelings of my best friend's daughter. Because of you, I have to lose a good friend and daughter-in-law like Tsamara, Irawan's mind while looking intently at the figure of the man next to her.

"So, in the future all the duties and responsibilities of Bima I will take over while waiting for a new CEO candidate. Thank you for all of you. We're closed this morning." Without further ado, Irawan immediately closed the meeting and let everyone leave the meeting room.

After everyone had left, Bimantara got up from his seat and approached Irawan with a shaky step. "Papa?" the man said it was like the wind in the autumn. Even so, the owner of the name can hear the call of the prince.

"What's wrong? You want to protest because I didn't give you a chance to say a word in front of everyone, did you?" guess Irawan. The eyes stared sinisterly to the side.

Shaking the head fast. Bimantara did not want to question that at all. "No, Pa." The man's face was parched, as would a cat who wanted to ask his mistress for milk.

"Then, what do you want to talk about? Isn't everything I said yesterday clear that your status is no longer the CEO of this company. So, you better pack up all your belongings and leave the room right now. I want to get rid of the stuff in the room with new stuff. If you need to renovate it so that there is no longer a trace of obedience in the room," said Irawan which made Bimantara bowed instantly.

The middle-aged man with silvery hair started to grieve, "You are indeed a shameless man, Bima! Take a woman who is not your wife to bed, and then you have a forbidden relationship behind Tsamara. Totally nuts!" his spray with a flash of emotion emanated clearly in the eyes of papa Bimantara. "If only the woman you brought to the bed Tsamara, of course I don't mind even I'm happy as soon as my grandson will be present to the world. But instead, you brought another woman. Of course I am angry that you have cast sin upon us."

"In any religion, we are not allowed to commit adultery. But ... You're having sex in my ancestors' office. The child does not know himself!" spray Irawan. Hunting breath and kempis chest. There is a sense of annoyance, disappointment and sadness infiltrating into the deepest recesses of the heart.

In the past, Irawan hoped that Bimantara would grow up to be a good, loyal and responsible child. All the good is attached to the child only wayangnya it. However, when the prince grew up, Bimantara's attitude changed and even disappointed him and his beloved wife.

Irawan tried to catch his breath. The man's chest felt tight, as if the oxygen supply in the room was dwindling. "Our conversation this time is quite up here. I still have to meet your boyfriend. Excuse me!" The middle-aged man passed by without any intention of hearing the words of the Bimantara that had not been conveyed to him.

"I'm sorry, Pa. Truly, I regret doing all that" said Bimantara as he looked at Irawan's back that was disappearing from view

After the meeting, Irawan went to the Bimantara workspace with a facial expression that showed how disgusted he was in the room. The man's mind was traveling everywhere, imagining what the prince was doing with Emma in the room.

Sitting limp in the oversized chair that Irawan once occupied. "Lord, what's my fault that the child I've been proud of all this time is throwing dirt in front of me? Did Hasna and I have been educating her wrong?" mummified Irawan.

When Irawan was making a sound, there was a sound of knocking on the door three times. Then, Irawan took his eyes off a photo placed on the workbench.

In a loud voice, Irawan said, "Come in!" Shortly afterwards, a woman wearing a Spanish guitar stood in front of the man.

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