The Woman the CEO

Ch 44~ Damn Child?

A few hours earlier...

This is not a meeting that Ayana wants. Even though he never wanted to find a destructive figure in his family. The figure that is none other than—, the Father. 

The figure of the father who scratches the wound in the chest. Now the father is coming in front of him. With a face that Ayana hates. 

For God's sake Ayana would like to scream now. And do the swearing that he could never do in the past. 

He did not look at his father with a sad look full of longing. His eyes were dominated by the lightning of anger. 

Yes, how can a child who has felt so traumatized by being left behind since childhood, be able to welcome the father with open arms. 

That's not possible. Moreover, a small time for Ayana is a time where she already understands the meaning of the actions of the Father. 

Especially since the father left the mother's psychology disturbed to have to enter the mental hospital. Ayana was left as a child and forced into an adult body from her age. Facing a cruel and competitive world. Without Mom and Dad. 

Now with a great sense of compulsion Ayana sat in one of the chairs. With a stiff body. 

At the end of the cafe. 

The man who was beginning to age was in front of him. The man is seen leaning his body wants to look closer at Ayana. 

“Jeez my sweet boy, it turns out you've grown up huh.” 

That was a very bad start for Ayana. His body responds stiffly. 

Ayana's teeth were shaking, her hands clenched under the table. 

“Just go ahead, what do you want.”

He pressed down on every stanza of his sentence. His eyes looked at the father with a sharp look. 

“You? You called your father by your pronouns?!” 

Bowo the man with no idea of his embarrassment bullied Ayana. It makes the visitors look towards them. 

Visitors around were silent but kept glancing at the two people. 

Ayana's eyes flashed even more furious. “Then what should I call you?... Dad?” Ayana laughed loudly, and was full of irony. 

Then his eyes looked straight at the father. 

“Ingin called so?” skeptical Ayana. 

Bowo became emotional seeing this Ayana in front of him. He should have earned the respect of the child. But his son answered him. 

“You are not very polite with your parents my daughter!” it was harder. 

“Yes! Like I was, I wasn't taught manners by my parents. You know why? Because the man he said was called my father never taught me to behave like that!” 

Ayana laughed discordantly, making Bowo choked in his place. Because Ayana's father is her. 

“He did not give any teaching to me. And so I grew up like this. Being an impolite woman.” 

If only it could be possible the glass glass that Ayana was holding right now would break. 

Bowo stared hard at Ayana.

“It's just that I'm your father. It's more polite to talk.” 

“Ah, stop...I'll get straight to the point. Give me the shophouse and I won't bother you.” his hands look very low. As if ruling Ayana. 

“Give it?” 

To this man of destruction? Ayana's eyes flashed even sharper. Give her her shophouse?

“What right did you ask for my shophouse?” Ayana Grunts. 

Bowo kicked the table. Pointing Ayana.

Ayana's patience is over. This man again hooked Ken to himself. This is what makes Ayana's biggest dilemma with Ken.

“That shop is mine! And I'm not gonna give it. If you want to get money should father work instead of asking this.” he said hard. 

Bowo is burning with anger. His son is not soft. 

“You really are! I've been working hard to steal that document. Why are you even making things complicated.” 

“Truck?” Ayana laughed loudly. By God, any ear that hears a man say that will laugh. 

“Truly Dad said? Daddy's act of stealing has Dad said it's bad? Then what about me!”

Ayana patted her chest hard. Very loud indeed. He was already standing looming in front of his father. The attention of visitors is getting more and more in their direction.

“How about me who built that shophouse with so much work. You know I built that shophouse with great difficulty.” 

“I'm looking for dad's money. I'mlookingfor. There is nothing I can hope for but myself. I work hard, morning go and then home at night.” 

Dada Ayana hunt. 

“Daddy know? This hand? This hand has been shivering a lot because of too much washing dishes, not to mention this skin never gets treatment. Always wrought by the sun. Not to mention this leg, this leg was once broken due to overwork. To the point of getting hit and bounced due to the carelessness of the rider.” 

“And father, not knowing his shame asked for a shophouse built with my sweat point?” 

“At least you should remember Ayana's reply! I'm your father!” reply bpwo hard.

“You brat! Don't know it's lucky! Damn kid!” his vow.

“BY GOD!” Ayana slammed hard on the glass cup earlier. Until it leaves a fraction. 

His eyes looked straight at his father.

“Did you forget what Dad did?! To the extent that still do not know the shame of asking for compensation? Now I ask which service you're trying to ask for now?” 

“Since I was so small Dad has gone with daddy's affair! Don't give a dime to me and mom. We suffer.” 

“Mother even went crazy because dad left. Mom's crazy because dad cheated! REMEMBER THAT! DAD HAD AN AFFAIR WITH THAT WOMAN!” 

“Please don't make up a confusing story of how much Father has contributed to my life. Because father is nothing more than a destroyer in my life.” 

Ayana with her tears running away from inside the cafe. He was no longer able to tolerate the attitude of his father. 

Leaving Bowo in a rut.

“The man is shameless, he has had an affair and now even wants to memorize his son.” 

“Yes, there could be such useless men in this world.” 

In front of the cafe was Ayana with all the tightness in her chest still running. Goddamnit! His father came to ask for his shophouse. Funny about this fate. 

Why is his fate full of pain? Oh, my God, Ayana doesn't feel like she can anymore. For God's sake this is exhausting. 

Is he really a fucking kid? Is he a fucking kid? 

What is her presence in this world that actually brings doom to the mother. 

“For God's sake, this damn child just wants to get a little happiness..Hikss..” Ayana cried loudly with all the tightness in the chest. He was weak and unable to withstand all the burdens that were taking him.

He still cries on the side of the road. Until a phone call is heard. Still with his crying. Ayana looked towards the front.

“Hei! Woman run! Not there! There's a car speeding up again!!” 

“Hei!”

The glare of the car's lights flashed until it hit Ayana's eyes. His eyes were full of tears. 

Is this the end of her exhausting life? His eyes closed, he remembered his mother. Then too...Ken's...