The Love Of Passion

Tempraments

"Where are you going, ma'am?"

asked Nafa who just came down from his room after stinging the sound of a car engine from a distance

"well, after picking up the phone, it's gone"

"where is Nurul's tea going?"

"there was a call this morning from the shabil group, so you left immediately"

"it's really well people are busy their world is different"

...***...

two days passed, as did Daru two days not going to school.he focused on his work which was several days delayed.

Daru tapped his fingers on the table, waiting for something he had been waiting for a long time.

"so.. how's the conclusion?" ask Devan

"no further information sir"

after the word was said Devan, as fast as lightning Daru scatter the file in front of him while saying rude.

"what the hell is that half-parent doing?!" yells

Devan was silent, he knew who Daru was referring to. He ordered his assistant to tidy up the scattered files and put them away at a table far from Daru's reach.

"i'll find it myself" murmured Daru while taking his suit

"wow!! wait a minute sir" Devan swiftly restrained Daru

"step! you are useless too! instead of looking for this information, stay here without doing anything! what kind of secretary are you?!" snapped Daru

Devan smiled as he let out a long sigh, keeping his patience from thinning.

"i will find information. you should stay here. you have a lot of files that must be signed" said Devan patiently, he pointed to the file that was thrown Daru.

"you're the one who takes care of it!"

"father! you have to take responsibility, this is the work of the father. Dikta business let me take care of it, the company is more important.please remember the purpose of the father founded this company"

Daru was silent for a moment, he looked towards the file.Thanks to Devan, Daru remembered what his goal was to establish his company.

the company was named DS'travel and is now a branch of the Shabil group. daru's goal is to build this company because he is always pressured by his father who thinks Daru will not be able to escape from the shabil family and will always depend on the shabil family. hearing that Daru did not accept and he showed how great he was to build a company without interference from his father.

and with his own hands, without relations from anyone but this company can grow rapidly by establishing a travel business. after growing rapidly enough, this company can grow rapidly, daru's father began to pay attention and asked to unite the company so that Daru could hold all the businesses in the shabil group.

and thanks to the help of cold hands from Daru the company is growing rapidly, both the company founded by Daru and the parent company.

"alright" said Daru at last

he loosens his tie and asks Devan's assistant to bring all the files and keep them on his desk.

Devan smiled again, he went out of the room.

to be honest Devan does not care where Dikta is, with evidence that the big master who takes care of Dikta's problems for Devan is enough to make Dikta suffer but Daru will not be satisfied with it.

daru nature tends to retaliate with her own hands.

his phone rang, a call from Rizal

"hello sir, good afternoon"

"yes, this is Dikta-related"

Devan is waiting

"actually I can contact Daru personally but I think it's better for you to tell"

Devan remained silent waiting

"Dikta's dead, he killed himself with his wife"

"what?" that voice reflexively came out of Devan's mouth

"what's my voice less clear?" ask Rizal

"no sir! it was obvious, I was just surprised"

"good sir"

the phone is also closed.

Devan set his heart first. Daru would definitely not be happy with this news, he would definitely destroy something in the room.

serving a temperamental master was extremely difficult. Devan had thought he should have asked for his salary at naikan at least for his mental treatment.

tock..

Devan knocked on the door, he entered the room carrying hot chocolate milk. Devan does that hoping Daru's anger can subside even a little.

Devan placed the milk on the right end of Daru's table.he saw Daru was focusing on signing the signature and the company stamp.

Devan waits until Daru's work is done. After the last paper is stamped, Devan's assistant swiftly takes all the files out of the room.

Daru immediately drank the milk that was not too hot calmly.

"how?" tanyanya on the sidelines she drinks

Devan was silent for a moment, he cleared his throat to just keep his voice intonation still looking calm.

"i got a call from the director. Dikta was found dead, he committed suicide with his wife" Devan said carefully

"what?!"

Daru raised his voice, he was planning to throw the glass in his hand but he broke the intention because the chocolate milk was still half a glass.

Devan has held his breath if something happens that is not desired, but until a few seconds there is no broken one. he is grateful that chocolate milk became his savior this time.

Daru immediately took his phone, he immediately called Rizal but Rizal's number could not be contacted.

Daru threw his phone to shreds while half-screaming in frustration.

"Fucking dictate! Death is too easy for him! deserved dad said he had solved the problem, it turns out that the fraudster chose to flee to the afterlife?" said Daru annoyed

Daru put the empty milk glass rough until the glass broke instantly and the super thick glass table cracked right on the glass part was broken.

devan once again held his breath this time by closing his eyes.

"god" he said in his heart

"i'm leaving! don't follow me!" daru snapped when he saw Devan was going to follow him.

after Daru left, Devan looked around the room that had fallen apart.he called the receptionist and not long after an OB came.

Devan takes the first card and memory card from the destroyed phone.

back Devan sighed, he called to the reception and asked Daru's table to be replaced with a new one. This is the third time Daru's table was changed because of cracks.

"it looks like I should ask for a raise" Devan murmured after turning off his phone.

...***...

at nightfall, Daru parked his car on the side of the road a quiet residential building.

because the rain had just subsided, there was a smell of fresh dew. Daru leaned his head against the car seat.he looked to the left, right across the street was the house where Nafa lived.

"why am I here?" muttered

daru's plan which had been drawn up for 2 days failed miserably.he planned to corner Dikta with his power but the plan could not be realized.

Daru is very disappointed when something he has prepared ends in failure.He is an acute perfectionist, he really does not like if something is different from his plan.

his bad temper would instantly take over his mind and body, he would act so violently not even caring if his body was injured.

Daru closed his eyes for a moment, he set his breath.trying to calm his chaotic heart.

tock..

someone knocked on the windshield of his car made Daru furrow his eyebrows because it had disturbed his semen.

he looked towards the voice in annoyance and his gaze changed when all he saw was Nafa.

(note: sorry if you are confused between Vian and Devan. I had to forget that Daru's secretary is Devan somehow even keinget name Vian hehehe.. again, I'm sorry to confuse readers.)