The Wounds You Give
Chapter 14 "Being a cold figure"
"What does Sheila need?" ask Raka
"I brought the dossier that you have to sign" Sheila said as she walked over to Raka's desk and stood beside Raka, then gave the dossier.
Without lingering Raka directly signed the file did not forget he read the contents of the file first. While Sheila continues to look at Raka who looks more handsome and charismatic with her glasses and do not forget the perfume of her heart that is smelled by her kiss sense that makes Sheila drifted in her imagination without hearing that raka called him.
"Sheila.. shei. Sheila" called Raka in a rather high voice.
Raka was embarrassed by Sheila who knew what was on her mind until she did not hear it. Hearing the voice of her superior who was rather high made Sheila re-conscious from her wild imagination.
"I.iya sir" said Sheila stuttered.
"You think what the hell until I call many times you don't hear. You are if the work must focus do not daydream, let alone we are in the financial section should not be teledor must be meticulous can later the company lose if you work like this." Omel Raka's
"I'm sorry sir, once again I will not repeat it again sir" Sheila said
"Yes already. Anything else I need to sign? otherwise you go back to your table." Tell Raka.
"All of you sir. Well sir, I'm sorry then." said Sheila then rushed out of Raka's room.
Arriving at her desk Sheila sat down thinking of how to approach Raka.
"why is he so hard to approach, what in his eyes is only his wife who can attract his attention. Free me and beautiful like this, it seems like Raka is not tempted. I just got scolded, I have to how else." Sheila said as she slapped her head.
Sheila Fitri who saw him said. "You why shei, get out of his room Mr Raka why is his face so tangled ?"
"Because of Raka mba sir, because I lack focus earlier" said Sheila
"Everything if you work must be focused, Pak Raka most do not like people who are not serious about working." Fitri
"Yes mba. Thank you for being told that." said Sheila
While at the house Kasih was on the bed, after all the residents of the house went to carry out their activities this morning Kasih experienced morning sickness again. Love again spewed out all of his stomach so that it made his body become weak and helpless. Love walked limped towards her bed, her pregnancy this time was very heavy for her, Love experienced severe morning sicknees and no appetite for food so as to aggravate her condition.
It feels like Kasih contacted Raka and told her to go home with her condition now Kasih wants it to feel spoiled by her husband, but whatever may make her wish impossible because her husband is just an employee in the company is not the owner of the company who can do as he pleases.
To reduce the nausea and dizziness that Love feels, he tries to sleep so that after waking up later his condition is better.
While the situation in the company is very excited because of the arrival of the company owner. Those who did not expect the owner of the company came to visit, because after handing over his position to the child he very rarely came to the company.
The middle-aged man walked in with his personal assistant who had been helping him in handling the company while he was still active.
The middle-aged man's footsteps stopped in front of the CEO's room. Seeing the big boss comes Rendy assistant Arkan immediately welcomed the father of the boss and the owner of the company.
"Welcome sir, can I help you ?" ask Rendy.
"Why are you so stiff Ren, how many times have you told me not to talk too formally to om." Answer mr. Arman.
"Sorry sir, but we're in the office it's appropriate for me to talk like this sir" Rendy said politely.
"Yes it's up to you to come and meet Arkan. Is he in his room ?" ask Arman.
"Sir Arkan is in the pack, please come in sir." Reply Rendy opened the door of his superior room.
The three of them entered Arkan's room and saw the owner of the room who was busy with files on his desk, heard the sound of the door opening Arkan immediately looked at the door and saw Rendy, who was not at all, his father and his father's personal assistant walked towards him.
"Papa" said Arkan.
"Why are you surprised by my son, you can't visit his son who doesn't remember the way home." Syndicent Arman
"What the hell, Arkan does not remember coming home, but Arkan's work is a lot of merit" said Arkan gave an excuse.
Since his late wife and son died Arkan has rarely returned home. He chose to live in his apartment and his wife because there he had memories with his late wife. Not to mention the mother and grandmother who always told Arkan to move on and look for a replacement for his late wife who increasingly made him lazy to visit the house.
"Papa was not told to sit down, it's cruel that you are a child. You can't see your old father" said Arman
"Please sit down papa, forgive your son who forgot that papa has a battery." said Arkan jokingly.
Hearing the words of the child Arman just smiled he was very familiar with the child, but since the departure of the son-in-law and granddaughter, the son was increasingly closed and did not like to joke like before.
They lost the warm and affectionate Arkan. Now that Arkan is a cold and loner, all he does is work and go home to his apartment he doesn't like to hang out or mingle with other people. Arkan seemed to lose his life spirit, he was only trapped in the shadows and memories of the wife.
"Why don't you go home. Go home once in a while and meet your two angels. Papa is always dizzy to hear the complaints of your mother and grandmother who miss you." Arman said
" Yes pah, later if there is free time Arkan stop at home. Does anyone want you to talk until you bother coming here, usually papa just call Arkan" said Arkan
"Our breakup in Germany is in trouble, there are our business rivals who want to try to bring us down. Papa wants you to go there and help Danu solve the problem."
"If Arkan goes there who holds this company in reward ?" ask Arkan.
"Papa who will re-occupy your position for a while after the problem there safe new you re-hold this company." Answer Arman
