The Untouched Heart

Chapter 190 - Day One

Hendra did not waste the opportunity to celebrate his victory. That morning he immediately started his one week prize bet. I can't complain when we jog in the morning. I used to do it every day, but it wasn't my fault I didn't like waking up early.

Ara doesn't make things easy for me. He even ran around my feet while barking happily. Why doesn't he just run in front of me with Hadi and Dira? Not to mention my husband purposely showed off that he did more rounds than me.

“Smiling, darling. If you don't want to accept the consequences of complaining about morning exercise, don't put on a gloomy face so,” he said who deliberately ran around small by my side. I immediately put on my sweetest smile. I don't want to know what punishment he's prepared for me.

As soon as he didn't look at me again, I let out a loud sigh. I've been running for thirty minutes, until how much longer can I stop? The kids are still excited, when should I run too? And why did our yard feel wider this morning?

Papa and Mama came to look after the children, so Hendra and I went to the hospital with Liando to take Hadi to school. My husband didn't get out of the car because there was an important meeting to attend. My guess is correct. Yesterday's reporters just came to look for Nora. This morning there was no one waiting at the entrance.

Seeing that Papa was not in the waiting room, I ventured to knock on the door. Hearing the answer from within, I opened the door slowly. My mom and dad looked at me. Papa with a full smile means, while Mama with an unhappy face.

“What time did you just come?” mama's nagging when I haven't even closed the door. “Doctor's gone and I've done some light exercise. I don't like the breakfast the hospital has prepared. It doesn't taste good. Starting tomorrow, bring Fahri.” dishes

“Honey, he just came, you even nagged him. At least wait until he sits down,” Papa said. “Sit here, Zahara. Is that what you brought?”

“Good morning, Pa, Aunt. I brought lunch for us.” I put the bag I brought on the table next to the sofa.

“I want to eat it now.” Mama put her hand out.

“Not now, darling. When you are hungry, I am sure soon the snacks will be delivered to you.” Papa forbids. Mama pouted hearing it.

“If Aunt is hungry, there is a fruit salad. What Auntie wants?” kataku.

“Didn't you listen to me, Zahara? A snack for my wife will be delivered later,” said Papa repeated the sentence earlier.

“Stop Teasing Aunt, Pa. It's just fruit. Safe to eat.” I'm laughing a little. I know that Papa deliberately made Mama angry.

“Should Hendra be here so I don't lose against you two.” My mom and I laughed when they heard it.

I took out one of the boxes containing pieces of fruit, then a small container containing a special salad dressing prepared by Fahri. I split the fruit on three plates, poured the sauce on top of it, then put the first plate on the wheeled table in front of Mama. He immediately devoured it. My dad and I exchanged a look. I gave Papa a share and we ate together.

The chest part that was operated on was the left part, so Mama could use her right hand freely. After all, my mother was an independent woman. He will not ask for help even if he feels pain or discomfort using his right hand.

“Pa, please increase the volume of his TV.” Mom looked at the screen seriously. I watched what caught his attention.

There are news updates on television. The writing on the screen stated that there was an impromptu meeting between Kencana Karya Group shareholders. Some people I didn't know filled the television screen. They came out and entered a building surrounded by journalists. The Nora family owned company.

Then the show changed focus on a room and the writing was also replaced that the press conference had taken place. The company's leadership vacuum encouraged shareholders to meet and decide who would be the next chief director.

They called out the name of a man who surprised many. Because all assume that Nora as the vice president will be automatically selected as the next director. Then they mentioned the reason bluntly. Nora is not Om Nelson and his wife. So the twenty-five percent share that his grandmother had inherited from him was considered invalid. The shares were given to Om Nelson's closest nephew who had more rights to the inheritance.

“Nora is not Nelson's biological child?” mama said slowly. Papa and I exchanged glances before looking at Mama. He still set his eyes on the television. He seemed to be in disbelief at what he had just heard. “How can no one know that?”

“The three of them purposely hid it so that the company remained the property of their family,” Papa replied. Mama looked towards him.

“Nelson has a share of twenty-five percent. Nora too. If Nora's share was given entirely to her cousin, wouldn't their share remain more? I know that his wife has a five percent stake in there.” Mama seems to be counting carefully. “If the two of them give their part to Nora, she can still be the main director.”

“Did you forget that his cousin had a share of ten percent? And I'm sure that with this big lie they're hiding, no shareholder will ever take their side again. Kencana Karya is a family company. They will definitely support their own family members to be the helm,” Papa said.

“This is an easy win for Nelson's nephew. He had enough support of sixteen percent, already able to sit in the chair of the main director. But I'm sure he got more than that. He's a brilliant kid. Kencana Karya will be fine in his hands.” Papa stuffed a piece of fruit into his mouth with a happy face.

“I can't believe they did all this. If only the three of them knew about Nora's status, how could this secret be revealed?” ask Mama wonder. He looked at me and Papa. We both just shook our heads.

Mama doesn't need to know about Annora and her plans that have helped unravel the big secret. Somehow he convinced the family of Nora's true status, I felt relieved and sorry for not being the supreme leader of the company he thought was his.

“You don't look surprised by the news. You must have known about this before, ‘kan?” ask Mama suspiciously. “Or don't-don't, these are all Hendra's plans?”