The Story of Clouds, Rain, and Sun

The Story of Clouds, Rain, and Sun
L. Gifts



A month has passed since Santika was secured by the police. For almost five weeks, the Akasa Group was rocked by its biggest scandal. Internal case of the Abhiyoga Family involving attempted murder of his own relatives.


Reporters from various media were unceasingly reporting on the status of the progress of the examination of mama Dewa. Not to mention the decline in the value of shares of Akasa Group and its subsidiaries which was very significant due to the event. It all looks chaotic.


So naturally, Surya has not been able to sleep well in the last few weeks. She and Ibu Tara are so busy, trying to deal with the crisis that befell the Akasa Group. Plus, his cousin who was always there and ready to be on standby to help him now has to be absent.


The god also still had to undergo an examination because he had hidden the fact that his mother was the culprit. But according to his lawyer, his cousin could get a criminal write-off because his intention was to protect a close family. Thankfully, it will most likely only be sanctioned and have to pay a fine.


“Pak Boss?” Ardi's voice instantly disperse Surya's daydream.


“Yes, Ardi. Immediately execute the plan as soon as possible.”


“Good, Mr. Boss.”


Surya closed his eyes and massaged his temples. Suddenly he missed his rain angel. Due to his extraordinary busyness, it has been three weeks Surya has not yet met his lover. Although he always took the time to contact Varsha even if only for a moment.


The handsome man also missed his son a lot. Although he could still occasionally see Teja at Akasa Game Studio, it was not the same as spending time together. Surya took a long breath. He must immediately clean up this mess, so that he can come back again with his small family.


***


Today Varsha has big plans for Teja. He will finally tell his heart that Surya is his father. It had actually been a long time since the beautiful woman wanted to say so. But Teja's closeness with Surya sometimes makes him afraid of his son's reaction later.


Surya is Teja's idol. One of his favorite game developers. Therefore there is a sense of anxiety if the baby will feel disappointed or betrayed when he knows the truth.


But this time, Varsha had already steadied her heart. Surya and himself have become more serious. In addition, he no longer wanted to kink, every time Teja squinted and searched with various questions when he caught him on the phone with Surya.


“Good morning, Dear.”


“Good morning, Mama.”


Teja walked still while half closing her eyes. Then he sat down in the dining chair. Sipping her warm chocolate milk that her mother had prepared on the table.


“Today Mama's schedule is empty,” said Varsha. “So, Mama and Teja will spend time together all day.”


“Truly, Ma?”


“Iya, dear,” replied Varsha while rubbing her son's hair.


“Just today Teja set the whole schedule,” said the beautiful woman. “Mama just follow what Teja.” says


Suddenly the face of his heart was radiant. To be honest, the atmosphere in Akasa Game these past few weeks is also less pleasant. The atmosphere is much different than usual. Everyone looked more serious and laughed less.


Therefore, Teja also became carried away by stress as well. So, when his mother gave him the freedom to design their day, he also felt happy not to be upset. Inside his head automatically arranged a travel plan.


“But, Teja want Mama promise first.”


“What promise, Dear?” ask Varsha curiously.


“Today Mama should not refuse anything Teja.” wishes


The beautiful woman scrunched her forehead looking a little suspicious. But at last he nodded.  “OK. Mama promise.”


***


“Tooling shop?”


Varsha once again asked her son to make sure. Teja responded with a passionate nod. Honestly, when his son asked to go to the mall, he did not think that this place his son wanted to go.


Teja then hinted at her mother to bow a little. Then he whispered, “Today Teja will treat everything yes, Mama.”


Varsha was about to argue, but his son was hunted to reply with, “Mama has promised, you know.”


Finally with a long sigh, the beautiful woman nodded. However, seeing her mother's slightly grim expression, Teja whispered to her again.


“Mama, relax. Savings Teja. Plus, this is a gift for eyang.”


Then his son immediately nodded wide. Varsha also automatically smiled while shaking her head and rubbing her son's hair.


Shortly after, a salesman came to them to help. A young girl with a friendly face. Her hair is straight back.


“Good morning, Brother. Good morning, Little Sister. Can I help you?”


“Yes, Brother. I want to go to the kitchen equipment section,” replied Teja steady.


Actually, Teja came here because he wanted to buy kitchenware for his eyes. He has long been willing to do this because he often sees his eyes kecapaan while preparing ingredients to be cooked for the business of selling it.


After about an hour around, their trolley was filled with piles of sophisticated kitchen equipment. Food processors, blenders, miksers, and so on, seem to sit sweetly in it. Teja was satisfied. It seems he has got everything he's been looking for.


Teja took out her debit card then gave it to the cashier with her small hand. Which of course immediately produces a sense of amazement as well as a smile on the face of the store employee. After paying for all the groceries, Teja asked permission to leave all her belongings there for a moment, to the cashier.


“Come, Mama. We go to the next place,” take Teja while holding her mother's hand.


“OK,” Varsha nodded. “Where are we going, Darling?”


“Electronic shop,” replied Teja smiling widely. “Tja wants to buy a sophisticated tablet so Mama can easily draw anywhere and anytime.”


Varsha smiled looking at her baby. Didn't expect his little son to think about it.


“Thank you, dear,” response the beautiful woman with a smile. “But Mama is also happy, using drawing tablet loaned Om Mario.”


Teja narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips towards Varsha. “Mama says promise must be kept, but why did Mama herself deny it.”


“Mama ‘kan had promised that today will follow all Teja wills ...”


Instantly Varsha smiled awkwardly because she had been forced to die by her own baby. Next time he should be more careful when making an appointment with his genius son. After successfully debating and persuading his mother, Teja immediately took the beautiful woman's hand into the electronics store.


In an instant, Varsha had already obtained a new advanced tablet in his hand. A white flat box the size of a large notebook that can be used for drawing and other needs such as a smart phone.


“Thank you, Darling. Mama will use it as well as possible,” Varsha said as she rubbed her son's head.


“With Mama's pleasure. Teja is also very happy to finally be able to buy a gift for Mama.”


Then Teja hugged her mother tightly. “Thank you for taking care of and buying anything Teja needs during this time.”


At once Varsha's throat was choked. His heart felt warm but also packed together. The astonishment and amazement of his little son had already thought of such a thing in his young age.


“Of course, dear,” response Varsha who is still in the embrace of Teja. “Mama was very grateful, Teja already wants to be a child Mama.”


“Teja is also very grateful, Mama already wants to be mama Teja.”


After a while, the two finally let go of their embrace. Then Teja again took Varsha's hand.


“Come, Mama. We go to the next place.”


Varsha smiled. “Siap, Commander. Where are you going?”


“Akasa Tower.”


“Akasa Tower?” Varsha's forehead shriveled slightly.


Teja nodded. “Yes. Come on, let's go get papa.”


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