The Struggle for Love of the Ceo

Finally, fate brought them together

Next day. Amalia was busy in her shop. Because today he dismantled the merchandise that was just sent by the supplier from the new week. He checked the condition and the quantity of the goods. His fashion business is growing. Not just taking orders from the area. But also he often sent his merchandise out of town.

Azka. He played accompanied by Nek Asih. Some of the toys bought by Angga became favorite toys for him. He often shows off to his friends.

Today is the inauguration day of the construction of the production warehouse. Angga and his team had already departed from the morning. Before they started work, Angga asked one of the ustadz there to lead a prayer together. Angga hopes that in the future his efforts will be blessed by God. Until late afternoon Angga was still in that place.

Work hours are over. Angga was already at his inn. Tonight he wants to pack his things. Because tomorrow afternoon, he and Niko have to return to Jakarta. After packing his goods, Nino came to Angga's room. He wants to help his boss pack his things.

"Sorry sir, I want to help pack your things," he said when he was in Angga's room.

"Thank you for helping." Niko put all of Angga's clothes in the suitcase. All those clothes are dirty clothes. For five days there, Angga also brought a change of clothes for five days. Niko separated the clothes that Angga would wear for his return tomorrow.

Once everything is ready. They sat on the front porch of the inn. While enjoying the traffic on the road. Niko could see the sadness from her boss's face.

"I feel so heavy leaving this place" Angga said blankly to the road.

"Is it because you can't part with Azka?" Niko's question made her even more sad. His meeting with Azka was only five today. It makes his days more colorful. Angga plays with the boy who calls him Dad every day. There is always time for them to play. Although only for a moment.

"I've fallen in love with the boy, he reminds me of when I was a kid. Often carries a ball wherever he goes, allergic to eating shrimp. Same everything is the same." Angga also remembered the beautiful moments with Azka.

"Yes Sir. If you look at Azka it is similar to the Father. His eyes, lips, and face were almost the same as Father's. Is he maybe the son of Father and Amalia." The young man looked towards Niko. He was thinking the same way as Niko. If Azka was his son.

"I think the same as you do, Nik. But where might Amalia be here Nik. It is impossible, because his parents are Bogor. While Afdal, he is native to Sumatra. That can't be happening, Nik." Niko simply nodded, confirming what her boss was talking about.

The next day Afdal takes Azka to his boss. He knew today was the last day his boss was there. Therefore, he wanted to meet Azka with Angga for the last time. Given the closeness of Angga and the boy. Some toys were bought by Angga.

The car that will take Angga and Niko arrived. All items are also in the trunk. They prefer to leave rather unfortunate because so as not to wait too long at the airport. Because their flight time is 22:00.

The dog was ready to get into the car. But Azka's shadow always flashed past her thought. His view was not separated from the green painted house, besides he stayed all this time.

Ever since Afdal, he has been playing Azka in the back. Fear if the boy sees when Angga leaves. The boy was not suspicious either. He played with great joy. Some games he played with his adoptive father. But suddenly he remembered something.

"Where's the Angga's father?" ask her with a sad face. Afdal could not bear to see the boy. Even he could not imagine if the child knew, that Angga was no longer here.

"The father of Angga is working again" Afdal replied lying. But it seems Azka already had a hunch that the broth would be left by her biological father. Therefore he did not believe the words of Afdal.

"Kelja? Adal's father isn't he?" Afdal was silent for a moment. Then she smiled as she stroked Azka's hair.

"Dear baby, I'll work. Now Azka's father played first" he replied lying.

"Holes.holes... Azka...."

Angga could not stem his feelings anymore to not say goodbye to Azka. Finally he told the driver to wait for him for a while. Then he went to Nek Asih's house.

Coincidentally in front there was Nek Asih who was sitting on the terrace. Anga also approached him.

"Assalamualaikum Nek," said Angga while kissing the back of Nek Asih.

"This is about to go. I want to meet Azka. Grandparent. I want to say goodbye to him," said Angga expressed his intentions to Nek Asih.

Nek Asih smiled. He knew very well how Angga felt about his adopted grandson. He was a witness to their closeness. Naturally, if Angga feels that there is nothing wrong to leave this city if he has not said goodbye to his adopted grandson.

"Well, wait here for a second. Let Grandma call." Nek Asih then went inside to call Azka. The dog still stands in the same place.

A few moments later Azka, Afdal and Nek Asih came. Azka ardently hugged Angga. Angga immediately returned the hug of the child. It can already be seen Angga is indeed reluctant to part with the child. Angga took off his arms and sat Azka on his lap. He still hesitates to express his intention to say goodbye to Azka.

"Darling, I'd like to say...." His words were cut off. "If Dad.." Azka looked at Angga's face. Makes him less willing to say it.

"Dad to go, yeah." Azka continued the words of Angga. Ornith smiled . Feeling there was a gap, making Angga continue his words.

"Dad wants to work away. But I promise you I'll be here a lot." The child's face changed. It looks real if the child does not want to be lived by Angga.

Nek Asih and Afdal were also sad to see their separation. They are like their children and their real fathers. Because they are both very similar.

"Dad promised Azka to take Azka. I lied to you." The crying Azka broke. The boy got up from Angga's lap and ran to embrace Afdal's feet. The goose approached him.

"Darling, sorry, Dad. I promise I will come here often to see you," he said trying to persuade Angga.

Azka wept even more, Afdal carried her in his arms and calmed Azka. But the boy is becoming. Angga could not bear to see it. His tears that he had been holding back from earlier also dripped. What made him feel close to Azka, he did not know. What is in his heart right now is that Azka is his biological child.

Heard his son wailing in tears. Amalia who was cooking also stopped her activities to see her son. He wanted to ascertain what happened to Azka. When he arrived at the terrace. His gaze focused only on the crying child in the sling of Afdal. He didn't realize there was a figure watching him right now.

"Darling why are you crying?"

"Amalia!!!!"

To be continued

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