That Handsome Ketos, my Beloved
Jonathan Dimbling
Night in the living room
"Is there anything Papa called me here?" ryan asked, sitting on the couch in front of Jonathan.
"Ryan, Papa won't forbid you from liking anyone, but not Dinda" Jonathan said after reading Dinda's personal data provided by Hendra earlier this afternoon.
"Why not?" ask Ryan.
"You don't understand. Papa is just trying to find the best for you." Jonathan said.
"Pa, ask yourself. Is everything Papa did that best for me? Or the.. Best for Papa?" ryan asked, looking intently at Jonathan.
"Ryan, you're so young. Later when you start doing business, you will understand." said Jonathan.
"I don't want to go into business" Ryan said.
"But, The Big Heart needs an heir, Ryan. You must continue this company." said Jonathan in a high tone.
"Right, The Big Heart needs an heir. But, why should I?" ryan asked with a breath.
"Because you're the only boy Papa has. Papa has no more children than you and Cilla." replied Jonathan bluntly. Ryan who heard the statement immediately stood up and went to his room.
"Ryan!" exclaim Jonathan. However, his call was not echoed by his son.
"Drink the tea, sir" said Hendra, offering his Master a glass of warm tea.
"The boy always made my head dizzy" Jonathan said as he shook his head slowly. He drank the tea given by Hendra slowly.
"Hendra." call Jonathan.
"Yes, sir." said Hendra.
"Why do you think Ryan never thought I would give his best?" jonathan asked, frowning his forehead.
"Sir, please don't think about it too much. Ryan may still not understand the will of the Master and his future." replied Hendra who did not know what to answer to the Master.
"He always said he wanted to be a doctor. If that's the case, who else can I appoint as heir?" jonathan asked while breathing out rough.
"Master, right now I hope you don't think about the things that make you fret. Doctor Jo says you have to take care of your health" said Hendra, who tried to divert the subject from her Master.
"alright. Get me my medicine" Jonathan said.
"Here, sir." said Hendra, offering him a pill and a glass of water.
"thank you. You can go home" Jonathan said after he finished taking the medicine. Hendra bent his body and went back to his apartment.
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"Pa?" priscilla asked as her father was the one who knocked on the door.
"Cilla." call Jonathan.
"Yes, Pa?" ask Priscilla.
"Well, I'll ask you something" Jonathan said.
"What would you ask?" priscilla asked as she led Jonathan to sit on his bed.
"What's your relationship with Alvaro?" ask Jonathan. Alvaro is Priscilla's fiancee chosen by Jonathan. So far, their relationship is more like a friend. 'Awage' is simply a forced status for Priscilla and Alvaro who do not love each other.
"Yes, that's it, Pa. We were still chatting as usual. Why is Papa suddenly asking this?" priscilla asked who felt her Papa was a bit different today.
"Are you happy with him?" ask Jonathan.
"Happy? Hm... You could say between yes and no." said Priscilla while biting her lower lip.
"Then, do you love him?" jonathan asked, looking into Priscilla's eyes.
"I? I.." said Priscilla who looked nervous. He didn't know what to answer to his father.
"No need to answer. Papa left first." said Jonathan who immediately stood up and walked out of his daughter's room.
"What's up with Papa today?" priscilla asked who was astonished by Jonathan's question.
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Jonathan's Room
Pa, try asking yourself. Is everything Papa did that best for me? Or the.. Best for Papa?
Be happy? Hm... You can say between yes and no.
The two sentences continued to ring in Jonathan's head. He took a picture frame located on the table. It was a picture of little Ryan laughing. Ryan looks so happy in the picture.
He began to look back on those times and began to reflect on himself.
Seriate......
Hello everyone, the author would like to thank you very much for those of you who are still faithful to read this novel until now. Every support you have in 2021 means a lot to the author. Happy New Year 2022 🎉🎉🎉!!! Hope all of us can be fulfilled this year, Amin.
