The Journey of Young CEO Love

Part 2's. Early

Gio's firm steps led him down the stairs to the dining room that already had Father, Mother and Sister. With a sweet smile, Gio looked at his family with a different shady gaze if he looked at others, cold and sharp.

"Today's college?", asked Gio to Gea, his sister after sitting on the dining table chair right in front of the bunch.

"Yes, why is it?", asked the sweet girl who owns the dimple that is cool with her food.

"His return will you pick him up?", asked Gio to make Gea nod in spirit. He liked to trouble his brother the most.

"You but later we have to buy ice cream before we go back home" Gea said with sparkling eyes.

"Can't eat a lot of deck sweet food" we're Kevin reminded.

"But Yeah...",

"Stock at home is still a lot", Kevin replied quickly.

"Alright", said Gea lowered her head.

But not enough for a few minutes, Gio had thrust a box wrapped in light blue gift paper and white ribbon.

"For you for successfully entering a state college with your own efforts" said Gio smiling at his beloved sister.

Gea's eyes immediately sparkled to get a gift from his brother because it was rare for the man to give him a gift, even though he knew Gio was able to give it.

"Mother, Dad.. Brother left" said Gio to get out of his seat and greet his parents.

"Be careful",.

After saying goodbye to his parents, Gio stepped towards the car that had been prepared to go to his company. His college today is empty so he will use his time to finish his work, so tomorrow he just has to check some work and finish his college assignments.

To him, time was money and he was the type of person who disliked wasting the time he had. As long as he can, he'll finish. This is also what makes him until now has not also found his heart adoration. If seen, his age is enough to start a relationship and think of him but that is not the case with a Gio Pratama Ananda.

One day, Gea asks her when she will think of her own happiness and her answer never changes. He would always answer "when my sister and my parents are happy". For him, his world only revolves around Father, Mother and his beloved sister.

Gio stopped his car when he saw the lights turn red. His eyes stared straight ahead by tapping his finger at the steering wheel of the car forming his own tone while waiting for the light to turn green.

In the next instant, his eyes caught the figure of a beautiful girl in a ponytail wearing a soft pink shirt and long jeans and a black Sling bag talking to an old grandmother, such as offering help.

And sure enough, a few seconds later, Gio saw the girl helping the grandmother cross the street with her sweet smile. Gio was unable to take his eyes off the beautiful and sweet girl. If you look at the age of the girl is the same as her.

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In a hurry, Ara ran down the stairs to immediately meet her grandmother who was waiting for her at the dinner table.

The two-story minimalist house is the only price left by both parents. He actually wanted to sell it and replace it with a simple house that was enough for him and his grandmother. It was not without reason that he wanted to sell it he needed capital to open his own business and the rest he could use to cover their daily expenses, but his grandmother always forbade him by reason of too many memories in this house.

If people who just know him see it only at a glance, surely people will assume if he is the person to be because he has a nice and terraced house but actually not like that, he said, his grandmother said this house was the result of the hard work of his father and mother while still alive. His grandmother also said that this house was built as a gift for him if he was born. However, his father and mother had not shown it to him, his parents had been called the creator when he had not stepped on one year.

This house is not as big as the house of rich people in general because his father asked to make a minimalist two-story house, and that is where they live now.

"Grandmother, Ara is leaving well" Ara said as she stepped closer to her grandmother.

"Don't eat first?", asked Muti, his grandmother.

The food at the table was neatly arranged, but it was a pity that he could not linger now, there was work that he had to finish before entering campus today.

Ara went to college?, Yep, with the help of her brain genius, Ara managed to get a scholarship to study at one of her dream universities, and that made her unceasingly grateful for despite living in distress, he was still given an opportunity by God to continue his education.

"Ara bring supplies, Ara rush, Grandma" said Ara put rice, tofu and tempeh into the supply.

"Yes Ara has a job today, because Ara is entering noon so Ara takes the same morning hours later", Ara looked back at her grandmother with a smile.

"You don't want to just stop?", again such a question was thrown out of the mouth of his aging grandmother.

"How many times have I told you, Grandma. If Ara stops working what do we want to eat? ", answered Ara gently. She knew her grandmother was worried but if she didn't work, she would feed her grandmother. She loved her grandmother so much because she was the only family Ara had and loved her so much.

There was no burden at all when Ara said it, because that was indeed true, she had nowhere to depend let alone ask, for, abstinence from asking her other family when she could still work and support herself.

"But Ara....",

"Udah ah, grandma mah always did. Ara is not papa. Yes, Ara had left well, assalamualaikum" said Ara and immediately shook his grandmother's hand and left his house.

Her grandmother stared at the passing of her beloved granddaughter with sadness, all this time the girl had never complained to her. Even crying was rare, she would only show her tears if she missed her parents. There was not the slightest hint of him complaining or feeling tired of having a tough day like this.

Work and college were his daily life and his grandmother knew it must have been exhausting, not to mention that he had to struggle with a pile of errands every night.

"Your daughter is now growing into a tough girl, Aira", muti muttered.

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With small steps, Ara stepped onto the highway to look for the vehicle that would take her to her workplace. Fortunately, his workplace was not too far from his home.

However, not until Ara found a public vehicle, her eyes caught the figure of a little girl in shabby clothes looking for something in a trash can.

Seeing that, Ara's heart ached. He could feel how difficult it was to live and struggle in the midst of this dense and cruel city life.

Ara approached the little girl then squatted down to align her body with the little girl.

"Sir, this is there food" said Ara thrust a plastic bag containing a box of supplies that he brought earlier.

The little girl looked at Ara with sparkling eyes.

"What for me?" asked the girl.

Ara nodded and smiled sweetly, making the girl happy instead of playing because she was finally able to eat today. However, suddenly the girl refused to make Ara frown.

"But what will you eat?", asked the girl.

"Sir papa, you ate earlier. Take it" said Ara.

"Totally ?"

"Benefy dong, eaten well. Brother wants to figure first, dah", said Ara passed away after the girl received her gift.

After a few minutes of walking, Ara again saw an old grandmother who seemed to be about to cross but was afraid.

Ara observed everyone around her, no one intending to help all get busy with their respective affairs and ignore the surroundings. Ara shook her head slowly seeing how things were now. More and more the care between each other seemed to disappear and humans turned into individualistic beings.

Ara sighed softly then helped the grandmother cross. He did it all not because he wanted to get compliments or just be considered good, not. He does that sincerely from his heart, it's up to people to assume what he looks like about himself that clearly, he just wants to help others.

Without Ara realizing it, someone from earlier started from the time Ara came until the girl smiled sweetly when she managed to help others. That person continued to pay attention and praise him because in the age like now, it was rare for someone to help others.

"Beautiful", her inner

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