Royal Heir

Chapter 3

Clenched her lips. Alya stood up without seeing who the man before her was.

"You're really embarrassing Alya!" Ejek Calia before passing from there.

Alya just stared at Calia's back who was away. Without being able to return the woman's taunts.

It is wrong on its own. Why should I say that I don't.

Sighing tired. Alya Grabbed her bag and glimpsed at the man. Which he admits as the man he was betrothed to.

Attaching a bag to his shoulder. Alya turned around and walked after Rendra.

"The man is cold and arrogant. What a hard thing is! Confess for a moment. I'm not ugly enough to be her partner for a moment! I'm sure his nature is also haughty." Rutuk Alya on her way follows Rendra.

The man looked at his watch. A few seconds later he got up and walked to the cashier's table.

"Sorry sir! You leave your stuff behind, "a male servant approaches the man and gives him the paper bag Alya was carrying.

Looking confused at the paper bag that was thrust towards him. The man looked towards his seat earlier.

"But it's not mine," he replied quickly with a flat face.

"really? But the customer there said, it's yours from your lover."

The man suddenly looked at a beak woman who was meant by the maid. And his desk is next to his desk. Maybe the middle-aged woman saw that stupid scene earlier.

Not to argue. The man nodded and grabbed the paper bag lazily. After paying his bills. He left the cafe with two. One laptop bag and one paper bag.

Got to his car with a black BMW brand. He opened the back door and threw the paper bag violently.

"Stupid woman" she said coldly.

For a moment the man looked in the rearview mirror of his car to the right before passing from there.

"He dared to look for me. It means he himself is looking to die," he said.

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"So... All this time... Know it? I-i'm.. Likes you?" Alya's stammered voice looked at Rendra's face before her. With his heart sliced in pain because of this man's confession.

Rendra admits that she knows how Alya feels about her. And told Alya to stop doing that. Because he doesn't like Alya and he just loves Calia. Because of Alya's feelings. She keeps her relationship with Calia a secret because she doesn't want Alya to get hurt.

And that too Rendra did at Calia's request.

Alya looked in all directions that could be seen there. To ease her tears that would fall. He doesn't cry here. More in front of Rendra.

"That's not important at all right now Alya! because I didn't call you here for that. Except for the guy you recognized as your potential fiance in there. Did you realize what you were doing Alya? in addition to making yourself embarrassed in front of Calia," said Rendra cynical and cold again seized the attention of Alya.

Alya paid attention to her ears with another remark of Rendra. He just focused on Rendra's words. ' It doesn't matter at all,'

"You mean... My feelings for you don't matter at all?" Alya's voice was choked in asking, because of the pain in his heart.

Rendra silently looked at Alya. And with his cold and flat face. Rendra answered,

"Yes, it's not important at all. You knew who the man was...."

"Shut up,"

"Alya! Listen to me, now it's not important at all. You are! that guy..."

"I said stop it!" Alya shouted unwillingly to hear Rendra's voice again. Even that made his heart ache.

Alya who could not endure the pain and tightness in her chest. Immediately crying without caring about the whereabouts of Rendra there.

"Even your cries right now are useless Alya!" Rendra snapped rudely without caring for Alya's cry.

Really, for him he already considered this girl like his little sister. But the love he has for her. Makes everything messy. He must bury his love. Far away from family to avoid her.

"Alya! You realize? Who'd you admit to that?" Rendra asked in an angry tone.

"...."

Rendra groaned before continuing.

"He! Reyyan Ferdinand of the Flederick Family. He's the CEO of The Emerald International Company Group, Alya!" Shouted Rendra emotion at the end of the sentence.

Yes, The Emerald International Company Group. The Emerald Group is the name of their own giant company. The Flederick Group is named after the retired Mr Ferdinand. It is the name of the family group in their business around the world.

After Mr Ferdinand retired at a very young age for a businessman. The leadership of the 2 Group is held by Reyyan Zeki Ferdinand.

He served as CEO of the Emerald Group and headed the Flederick Group. Many companies have fallen because of it. And many big companies that man it's acquisition. To make it into the list of the 10 richest people in the European continent.

Even their companies that produce food and soft drinks. Already this guy's an acquisition and made his own. Their company is one of the top three chocolate producers in the country, Turkey.

And the reason he recognized this company was. Because his mother likes chocolate made by this company. Because it should be his.

Matchmaking, he is a man who does not like to be bound let alone undergo a relationship from matchmaking. The news was already spread among the businessmen and no one dared for them to offer or sponsor their daughter or niece. To be made his wife.

And now. An ordinary girl Alya claimed to be the one who was betrothed to her.

Alya suddenly saw Rendra with her face filled with tears.

'A... What's?'

"Why? you just realized now?the matchmaking? Alya! he's a man who doesn't know that word!" Rendra's voice is soft because of frustration.

Flashback.

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"Huh," Alya sighed.

"I'm in trouble now,"

And here it is now. Dragging a tired body due to a job attack.

The day he thought of would be the beginning of his happiness today.

Where the day is filled with colorful stories for lovers. Cause it's Valentine's Day.

But for him today became a dark color. It was as dark as the starless night sky above his head.

Alya looked up at the sky.

"Not even a single star exists" at least to cheer him up.

"Huh," Alya sighed.

"It turns out knowing is more painful than not knowing at all" Alya told herself.

His steps stopped and stared at the apartment building in front of him.

He lives in an apartment building that does not run from a big road. As soon as he got off the taxi. He can walk a little inside. Entering his residence area. Because the rental fee is also cheap and very suitable with the balance of his account every month.

Ting...

The elevator door closed. Bringing Alya to the floor, where she lives.

12 Floor. That's where Alya's residence is.

Cklek.

Open the door to her apartment and go inside.

"Home is the best." His word.

Breathe in, stop him. That's what Alya did a few times.

He doesn't want to remember it anymore. I think he wants to remove it. Like someone with acute amnesia.

However, those memories continued to appear in his mind. It was like a big screen movie that appeared inside his head. Where each scene will be shown.

"Huh," He's frustrated.

Seconds next.

Alya jumped sitting from her fall. When the memory of something appeared in his mind. Of course, apart from his broken heart. Misadventure also befalls him, more precisely the silliness that makes him shameless.

Worry and anxiety certainly attacked him. Where he who arrived claimed to join the matchmaking and the man was the man who was betrothed to him.

"That woman won't make trouble with me tomorrow right?" Because Calia wasn't in the office.

Alya had already easily forgotten the true crux of the matter. Where he had dared to play with a man he shouldn't touch at all.

"Looking at her nature, it's impossible to be okay" Alya grumbled.

"He must have prepared dozens of questions and dozens of words of ridicule for me, right?" Alya continued to speak for herself.

"Then, from dozens of women in this world. Why did he choose that woman? Why does he like that woman? Why she... Aish," Alya kicked his leg in an uncertain direction.

And of course that's for sure. In these two days he did not meet the woman. Because he has a job outside. And Rendra has to go to the factory for a check-up.

Tomorrow, both will enter.

"He would definitely mock me! he won't leave a chance!"

"Where might anyone believe. Suddenly there was a man who was betrothed to me and that man too... Argh... " Alya groaned in frustration as both her hands grabbed her long hair. When I just thought back. The real core of the problem.

"It turns out I don't have time to think about my heart,"

"Breaked heart? There you are so shameful Alya Sadira," Gerutu Alya cursed himself.

He's conscious. That man is not a random man. He is a famous cold-blooded man and also a female player. Who does not know him. Hearing his name was already goosebumps. And earlier he bravely confessed to my partner. He's right, right, right,

Thought about it a few times. I'm really crazy.

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Yes, that man is Reyyan Zeki Ferdinand. From the descendants of the Flederick Group or better known by the name Reyyan Ferdinand.

His aura was cold and cruel. Not spared his good looks. Handsome but terrible. Those are two words in judging it.

So is what is seen now. When his ass landed on his chair. And with a pile of files in front of him.

Geck.

Geck.

Someone outside his door knocked. Ask permission to enter the room.

"Get in," her instructions without looking at the door.

Ckleck.

Door opens.

Arlans. Reyyan's young personal assistant comes inside. With a paper bag in his hand.

"This master," No, no,

Arlan put it on the table of the paper bag he was carrying. Right in front of Reyyan's eyes and in front of Reyyan's work.

Reyyan looked at the paper bag and then saw Arlan.

'Isn't this the paper bag I brought?'

"What's this?"

"You left her in the car, sir! So I brought him here,"

Reyyan breathed a tired sigh.

"It's more accurate I threw it away Arlan! Get rid of me, "She said coldly.

Arlan looked at the paper bag in front of him and then saw Reyyan.

"You don't want to see it first? Like her it was a Valentine's gift, "

Reyyan saw Arlan.

"Then?" Ask doesn't care.

"You should appreciate the gift. At least you should try it a little bit," he said without fear.

Among some of Reyyan's assistants. Only Arlan dared to argue and scold Reyyan.