Saga And Dusk

Chapter 4

A middle-aged man was sitting on a soft chair while researching some of the incoming reports. It breathes. There are so many expenses that he thinks are awkward and unnecessary. The job is director but it doesn't mean anything

not to intervene or not to be careful. He has entered the 70-year mark. He should have retired and rested, played with posterity but unfortunately his only son died and left only one grandson.

Tok.tokk.

"Lake in." Call her firm, then a beautiful woman wearing a black blazer, a white shirt and a matching short skirt walked in. Listen to the beat of his high heels are very pointed to look proportional body that looks so sexy and notched beautifully.

"Sir, there's Mr. Hermawan Adhitama outside. Want to meet you." What do you want to bring his late wife here. Considering they rarely meet, even though family meetings once.

"Send him in." His secretary named Irina then came out to invite his superior guests in

"Good day Om." Vishnu got up and lightly hugged his nephew. "I'm in good health, right?"

"You can see for yourself, Om healthy. Still can walk well and still have a young wife." Hermawan laughed at the babble. Although widowed long enough but Vishnu like a monk who did not marry again when the wife died 20 years ago. It is not a matter of loyalty but Vishnu thinks practically. He would not share his wealth with anyone. Although Hermawan had heard Vishnu had established relationships with some beautiful young artists.

"Ah Om can. What secret can be healthy?"

"Common health check to the doctor, eat healthy food, exercise is also rare. Well healthy it depends on the contents of the wallet, lying that all health support facilities are not expensive." Hermawan chuckled again. It was true that the husband of his mother's brother was. Likes to make a joke but if it is serious, the stock of opposing companies can go down drastically.

"Hahahaha Om this but still only with money, life can not be returned right?" Yes, there can change God's destiny.

"What business are you here for? There's no way you've come all the way here if there's no important business."

"We sit down, Om." The hermawan did not answer. He chose to sit first even though the one with the room has not allowed it. "When I met Helen and her daughter."

Vishnu's eyeballs that have slightly turned ash are breaking. He was clearly shocked. Hermawan met his former daughter-in-law and former grandson. Vishnu squeezed his wrist in a silver Rolex watch, panicking. Do not let his grandson know that his family is still alive when the fateful accident occurred. "Want to?"

Hermawan restrained his smile, this old man was already starting to worry. Prasetya and Helen's relationship from the beginning was not sanctioned. The reason is classic, the poor and rich will never have the same place.

"As my promise to the late Prasetya, I will match my son with his daughter Prasetya."

Vishnu who was originally tense, now frowned in white eyebrows and then smiled pongah. "You're smart as it turns out."

"I mean Om?"

"I know in your mind it's just business and profit-and-loss calculations. What are the benefits of marrying the only son of a wealthy businessman to the daughter of an ordinary man. I know Prasetya shares in your company have not changed hands or behind the name. The shares are the rights of Prasetya's children. The point is that if Helen's daughter-in-law becomes your daughter-in-law then the stock doesn't move." Hermawan shook his head. The old man did not decrease his level of intelligence so he knew where Hermawan's thinking was going

"It's not just that, Om. Twilight is pretty smart. I can count on him to keep the company. I honestly doubt my own son."

"Forges?" spelling Vishnu lirih.

"That's the name of prasetya's daughter Om. He's also Om's grandson, right?"

"I only have Troy as my grandson." Vishnu growled in anger. Remembering Dusk must have remembered Helen's behavior. The low-class woman separated him and Prasetya. Make their relationship bad.

"Yes, I just told Om. How's Troy doing, Om?

"Very good. Troy grew up to be what I wanted. That kid is so strong, smart and always a winner." Hermawan looked down at his shoes that he had not been able to polish this morning. Remember the Saga. Earlier this morning the boy had made a tantrum by jumping over the fence of his own house. Saga is unreliable and disappointing. "Then what about your son?"

"Also good but a little hard to manage." Not a bit more but his wayward barbarity. But Hermawan refused to tell a long story. What a good thing it is to talk about the stupidity of his own son.

"Wouldn't there be any intention to match Troy up?" Vishnu thought for a moment. Match Troy, that's a good idea, too. Considering Troy's father missteps. Don't take her grandson, either.

"Can too. It just so happens that many of my friends' daughters are still single. Uh you never told Troy that his mother and sister were alive."

"Why Om? Not that Troy would be happy if he knew his family was still alive." said Hermawan got a sharp plot from the director of PT. Global Media it.

"Never tell my granddaughter that her mother and sister are still alive. I don't want that lowly woman to make me lose a second time. Troy I have formed a cold and strong heir, the appearance of Helen will only make him weak," said the middle-aged man with one breath, seeming firmness and threat behind each of his words.

"Okay, I'll follow Om's will." There's no point in it if Troy finds out. The match between Saga and Dusk may be void.

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Dusk held the knife and fork tightly as if he was about to crush it. Now he has dinner with his mother and Adam, as his future stepfather. It felt like he was fed up, observing the two who were exchanging food affectionately. Dusk instead of envy but he was amused, Adam plays a slick role.

"Why don't you eat food?"

Adam was acting like an attention-grabber. "Before dusk had eaten."

"You should've just pesen desert." Dusk had to smile, while the mother was happy. Tasting expensive wines that they may never consume.

"You want to tell me that maybe two months of birth we'll get married." Dusk was clearly not surprised, only that he hoped the script would be over soon. He could leave, on the grounds of getting a job out of town.

"Congratulations, Mah. May you always be happy."

"Then Dusk, when did you graduate?"

"Maybe by the end of the year, by December if you can."

Adam smiled a little, ah prospective stepchildren are so beautiful and smart but unfortunately already have a girlfriend. Where's that twilight girlfriend is fierce as a thug. "Oh yeah I haven't told you. Om Hermawan will continue your matchmaking with his son!"

Dusk's forehead swooped sharply, he growled. His vehement rejection was not considered at all. "If it's up to you."

"What matchmaking? Is there anything I missed?" Of course adam. Which incidentally is a stranger where it can be related to their conversation. Helen clasped her hand and tried to explain.

"Look, Dusk will be betrothed to my late husband's son." In short that.

"Stupid?" Adam laughed sillyly, "what era is this? Why is there such a system?" For this time, Dusk agreed with Adam.

"There's a good reason why I'm doing this. It all has to do with the future of twilight."

"Don't tell me that the late Dusk's father is rich?" Helen was silent, because she felt bad. "Nothing you always measure with money." Because everything needs money.

"Many reasons why I betrothed Dusk. I don't want the hypocritical Mas Herman family to be rich. Dusk can live better, have a brighter future." Adam shrugged his shoulders. Then his eyes glanced at his prospective stepson who let out a long sigh.

No one wants to be chosen for their future. Especially for couples. Because for Dusk get married it's only once in a lifetime. Then what if the wedding will be just a trial or trial? Dusk did not want if in the end she would only be a widow like the mother.

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