The Revenge of the President

Chapter 47. Tears on my birthday

After lunch passed, the busyness of the waiters and chefs was not yet over. Birthday decorations have been completed, there are only a few balloon and flower knickknacks, which must be arranged. This party was not attended by invited guests. Only Dave blows out the candles and cuts the birthday cake. Like, the year before. He will also play a video of his collaboration with Clarissa. Watching a bottle of wine in front of him. After getting drunk, the party ends on its own.

Arshila came to decorate the room, because she was bored of doing nothing. Put some flowers, in a designated place and some gift parcels on the table, which somehow came from who.

In the kitchen, the chefs split the task. Some make birthday cakes, various cakes for snacks and food dishes. They made many dishes, but there were no guests.

Last year, the waiters and chefs celebrated the birthday party as guests. They sang birthday songs and clapped as Dave blew out the candles. They also enjoy birthday cakes and dishes that they prepare themselves.

Drowning in each other's busyness, until no one realizes Dave's arrival. So is Arshila who is still busy arranging flowers.

The man, just stood looking at a woman he had not seen for a few days. Smiling face, with both hands flower arrangement.

Dave still doesn't know what to treat Arshila like. It still takes time to clarify everything. Even so, his heart said something else.

This afternoon at the company,

"What have you got Tian?"

"I've taken CCTV in hospitals and in companies, on the same day as the incident. But, it takes time to get the footage from last year."

"How long?"

"About a week."

Dave still has to be patient, another week. Waiting while avoiding the woman, though impossible. Because, the mother has intervened, meddling in her personal affairs.

As of now, Dave sighed, looking at the wife's clothes, lying on the sofa. Some, make up on the dresser and a picture frame, a little boy.

Ignored him. Three steps forward, Dave looked at Clarissa's face, which was always smiling.

"Happy birthday, baby. I'm sorry, if it's today, it might be your last birthday. I'm sorry, but I'll still find justice for you." Landing a kiss, with a puddle of tears.

Dave decided to clean his body. Long enough, when she came out, Arshila was already in the room.

The woman lowered her head, while Dave walked past her, without saying anything. Both of them, just mute, until Dave exits the room after getting dressed.

Look better, be a stranger without hurting each other. Arshila wiped her tears. Then, go in the bathroom.

At seven o'clock in the evening, all the preparations are done. Birthday cake and all the dishes are on the table. The servants were already gathered in the middle room. Rachel joined in, not to celebrate the party but to enjoy the dishes, it was seen that she continued to chew endlessly. Meanwhile, Arshila was only confining herself in the room.

Dave was standing with a candle on the cake. He closed his eyes, as if he were asking for a wish.

Happy birthday, dear. Happy birthday to my son. Be happy in the best place. I'm sorry for not being able to keep your promise to you and to our son. Sorry, if in the end my heart is occupied by someone else. Sorry, if I had to let you go now. Be happy with our children, I will not forget you. All my life, you are my gems that will continue to shine.

Dave's tears flowed, with his eyes still closed. The servants, as if crying, though they did not know what request, the man asked.

Dave blew out the candles, sobbing.

Blessed, darling. Our son is with you. Sorry, I'm sorry I had to let you two go.

Tests.

Tests.

Tests.

Dave wiped his tears, then cut the cake. The first piece of cake was given to Pak Yus, the next piece was received by Lin's mother. And then, finally, they all enjoyed the meal.

Dave smiled, looking at Clarissa's face. For some reason, his heart felt calm and it was as if a huge rock was lifted from his body.

Dave lowered the picture frame, then leaned it against the wall. The servants, looking at each other. Meanwhile, Rachel smiled, then stepped into her son's arms.

"Take him off, baby. That way you two can be happy. Live your life, I'm sure Clarissa is smiling right now looking at you."

"Hiks ... hiks .... Mama ..." Dave tightened his embrace.

This heartwarming moment, made the servants cry together. Likewise, it was Arshila who was watching them from upstairs. He was not strong, so he had to run into the room to cry.

Dave let go of his embrace, smiling at everyone who had worked so hard all this time for him.

"Starting tonight, all of Clarissa's photos were taken down. His room must also be vacated. All his belongings, I leave them to Mr. Yus, to take care of them."

Dave finally left them. Walk towards the workspace, to enjoy the party alone. In the room, Mr. Yus has prepared wine and video tapes that are ready to play.

Dave sat down on the couch, poured the wine and gulped it down. He took a remote, then turned on a television with a big screen.

"I love you, baby."

Such a loud applause.

Dave went back to drinking the wine, right out of the bottle. Without taking his eyes off the screen. A very lively engagement party is underway. Dave pinned the ring, which was accompanied by applause and happy laughter, from the people present at the time.

Glek, glek, glek. A bottle of wine is over. He returned to the bottle, which was still full. Five bottles of wine have landed on the table.

Glek, glek, glek, drink it again, with tears falling down. As the screen unfolds, it shows how Dave kisses Clarissa's smiling, happy forehead and returns his embrace.

"I'm sorry, honey. Sorry, I can't protect you." Glek, glek, glek, a bottle of wine is running out again.

"I miss you, hicks .... Fuckin' shit! I miss you, go home!" Glek, glek, glek. "Come, home. You've been gone too long."

Dave began to mingle indistinctly, crying to scream himself. Six bottles of wine were up, he shouted to call Mr. Yus to get him again.

"Master, you've been drunk."

"I'm still conscious, get me another bottle. I still have to wait for Clarissa to come home."

Mr. Yus calls some male servants, to help, escorting Dave to the room.

"I'm not drunk yet."

Dave was still fumbling, as both of his legs were forced to step up.

"Sorry, Miss. Young master is drunk."

Arshila, who was sleeping on the sofa, was forced to wake up because she heard the knocking on the door.

The servants, lay Dave on the bed. Then, leave immediately.

Arshila covers her, a burly hand pulls her waist down and lands on Dave's body.

"I miss you, baby."

"Take me off, emmhhhh...."

A long night spent two lovebirds in bed. Although, it was filled with rejection and resistance, but in the end it happened as well.