The Woman the CEO
Ch 42~ Lost Trace
Ken is no longer able to catch Ayana, only the roar of a taxi car that he can catch. The throb of disappointment struck. His body seemed to be unable to move anywhere. He became dazed.
Ken stood in front of the company page. Heart's fucked.
“So that's not the end. Yes not the end.” He tried to break the heart.
“Ayana was just feeling depressed earlier, so she left. He didn't think right, he must have. Definitely..pas..ti is not?”
He can't even convince himself. For some reason, an empty feeling permeated his heart. Ayana ended their relationship. They're berkirir.
Ken stepped wide towards the car park he needed to catch up with Ayana. His steps were fast and ran in the middle of a heart full of raging.
In a very rude way Ken opened the car door and closed it violently as well. He must go after Ayana. He tried to turn the car on. But can't. Try again.can't. Try again.still can't!
“Damn it!!” His hand slapped the wheel with anger. His breath roared, suddenly his heart seemed no longer strong and sturdy. Since Ayana came. His heart has been broken.
But the ones who broke down even want to end the relationship.
The silence...
With a shadow of togetherness. Laughter Ayana, pouting Ayana, sweet Ayana. And Ayana's kiss. Flashing quickly.
“It's not over, baby. Not.” Not knowing when, when Ken rubbed his face. His hoarse voice turned into a heavy sob. This time, for the Primary time, he did not become a strong man.
She was crying because of the woman she loved. Imagining that there was no Ayana by his side left him heartbroken.
Ken, he's fallen too deep. Loving with all my heart, the girl.
Ayana Humaira's..
***
It had gone very night, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening and the son had not returned.
Angel looked anxiously from behind the window. Waiting for his son. He didn't know where the son was going. He only knew that the son went after Ayana. Hans the husband told her not to chase. So they waited in the office. But what was expected was not as expected.
They don't hold hands with each other. Even the two lovebirds did not return at all.
Angel took a breath. “I can't calm down, baby. It's not a problem he's grown up or not. I'm just worried about my son.”
Hans clucked with his wife's tiny body into his arms.
“Alright, I can't ban you like this. You better lie down on the bed. Let me wait for Ken.”
Hans decided to replace his wife. But the stubborn Angel wanted to refuse.
“Lay baby, don't make me angry.” Now look at the serious face of the husband. Angel could not argue. Hans smiled bringing his wife to lie down.
It was not long before Hans had seen his wife who had been sleeping quietly. Hans shook his head.
“Already know sleepy why even torture yourself.” This beloved wife really made him tick.
When Hans heard the roar of the car from outside. Soon he approached the window.
And he made sure that it was the son. Prasetyo Kenan. Hans stepped towards the door and closed it slowly unwilling to wake the wife. Indeed, from the beginning he had no intention of waking Angel if asleep.
Ken came from behind the door, taking off the shoes that wrapped his feet.
Hans's frown furrowed in observing the son's extremely disheveled look. The hair is tangled, the shirt is open, then the collar no longer reaches the wrist, it is dark.
“Where have you been Ken? Why do you look so disheveled?” Ask Hans immediately.
They faced Ken still near the door while Hans was in the living room.
Ken looked inside the Daddy. In a gripping silence. And Hans gasped as the son pulled his hair, then rubbed his face roughly. In the ringing of falling tears.
“What Daddy, can help me find my lover?” Sounds heavy. The bright glowing light can make Hans clearly capture the full face of the pain of the child.
“A, I don't..” His voice was stuck in his throat. “I can't find him...I beg you to help me find Ayana’ku daddy.” Ken's eyes are glazed.
Ken filled the room with a heavy voice of desperate pleas. Until Hans' body stiffened. Staring in disbelief at his son who was always confident and finished everything with his hands.
