Trapped in Love Young Master Duda

Chapters 17. Grandpa's Welcome

"Young Master, you can't drink, why force yourself this way" Saha said as he carried Winston's body into the car.

"You ... are very chatty" said Winston immediately took the position. While leaning his head on the back of the car seat. Meanwhile, after making sure Winston's seat position was safe, Saha immediately took control, sitting on the steering wheel. Not waiting for long, the car was driven to Shefard residence where Winston currently lives.

It's been 3 years since Winston divorced Naira. At the beginning of the divorce, Winston actually wanted to move. But due to his childhood memories, Winston undoes his intentions. He chose to stay there despite some memories with Naira that he could not forget.

"Young Master, I just received information from London about Mrs Naira. At the moment Mrs Naira is still the same as before. The business he runs is also still smooth" said Saha while paying attention to the state of Winston from the windshield of the car.

"From now on, regarding Naira's information, you no longer need to report it to me" Winston said. Winston tilted his body. Winston should have closed his eyes for a moment, but because of Saha's words just now, Winston immediately checked his phone.

"But Young Master, not all this time Young Master is always curious about the news of Madam Naira" said Saha again.

"You're doing enough of what I tell you to. It's been 3 years, time goes on. Naira will be the past" Winston said. Winston blocked all of his social media related to Naira.

"Okay Young Master" said Saha ending their conversation.

"Since when did Young Master change, was it because he was drunk. No way, Madam Naira had always been number one in her heart" Inner Saha.

"For now there is no longer any reason for me to love you Naira. It's been 3 years, I can definitely forget you" Winston said.

Meanwhile somewhere else.

"Hatsym ..hatsym ...."

"Ndok .. drink warm water first" said Bi Ratih gave a glass of warm water to Sella.

"Huf ...." Sella covers her nose with a tissue. The warm water was immediately Sella inhaled until it runs out.

"Bi, I don't want this" Sella refused as her Aunt Ratih offered the fever medicine to Sella.

"But Ndok .. tomorrow there is an important meeting, if you do not want to drink this, Aunt is worried that your fever is not cured" said Aunt Ratih while stroking Sella's back.

"Bi, it's just a low-grade fever, it's also healing" said Sella immediately pulled the blanket.

"Yes already Ndok, if anything, immediately call Auntie Yes" said Aunt Ratih tidying up the blanket Sella. Sella just nodded. Not long after, Sella's eyes closed.

After making sure that Sella was asleep, Aunt Ratih came straight out of Sella's room. Aunt Ratih was very surprised to find Mr. Sondakh behind the door.

"Big Master" said Aunt Ratih as she pulled the door of the room slowly.

"How is he doing?" ask Mr. Sondakh while glancing at the mattress Sella from the door of the room.

"Miss Sella's condition has improved. The Great Lord can check for himself" Bibi Ratih said as he lowered his head.

"That's not necessary. Make sure he gets enough rest tonight!" mr. Sondakh's orders directly turned his back on the door of Sella's room.

"Good Lord" said Aunt Ratih. Mr. Sondakh immediately left.

"Still the same as before, he never showed Sella that he actually cared so much about Sella" said Aunt Ratih.

Next day.

The sun had risen radiating its rays. By 05:00 in the morning Sella was awake. As is customary, Sella immediately ran away in the morning. Likewise, the guards at the Sondakh family residence took part in the morning run.

"I couldn't sleep last night, why did you ask me to run in the morning."

"I am also still sleepy, not knowing what the Great Lord discussed with the subsidiary owner of Shefard Company."

"It's not Winston."

"It seems they are discussing something serious. I just look at the cross. Not even a single person entered the secret room other than the Great Lord and Winston."

"The life of an influential person cannot be guessed. They talk seriously when everyone is asleep. Are they not tired yes, they have a lot of money, but not a good sleep."

"Hust .. watch your mouth, Miss Sella seems to be eavesdropping on our conversation."

"Geez, I just realized Miss Sella's right next to us."

"If you have finished cooling you better get ready soon" Mohan said to disperse the crowd of bodyguards.

"Ready" said the guards. After they disbanded, Mohan approached Sella.

"Good morning Miss Sella" Mohan said, greeting Sella.

"Did I miss something important last night" Sella said as she put down the bottle of mineral water she had spent.

"There's nothing for Miss to worry about" Mohan said as he handed Sella a small towel.

"You always hide important things from me. Should I find out for myself" said Sella, grabbing the little towel from Sella's hand.

"The makeup artist has arrived, Miss's dress has also been prepared. The Great Lord asked Miss to return immediately" Mohan said as he sat down to retreat.

"Mohan .. You diverted the conversation" Sella shouted as she threw the bottle. The bottle hit Mohan's head.

"Oh" Mohan moved while holding his head.

"I slept too fast last night, until I missed something important. What you discussed with Winston last night" Sella sat there clenching her hand.

#Sondakh Company Meeting House.

"Cekrek ... cekrek ..." The camera voice of the reporters had swarmed Sella's body.

"The woman came in from the VIP door."

"If it's not wrong this woman is the grandson of the Owner of the Sondakh Company."

"True, yesterday he also attended a new product opening event at Shefard Company."

The reporters continued to take pictures of Sella. Mr. Sondakh was waiting for Sella to sit next to him.

"What does the dress mean" whispered Mr. Sondakh to Maesto.

"Miss Sella's dress is in accordance with Mr's order" Maesto said.

"Hm ..." replied Mr. Sondakh while paying attention to the arrival of Sella.

"I'm afraid she'll be mad at the dress" said Mr. Sondakh.

"Please give way" Mohan asked to block the reporters. Not long after, they couldn't touch Sella.

"This dress is too long" Sella said quietly as she held onto her dress.

"Argh ..." cried Mohan immediately shut his mouth.

Everyone's eyes were on Sella and Mohan. So too with Mr. Sondakh.

"Master" said Maesto to help Mohan.

"That's not necessary" said Mr. Sondakh.

"Your miss is outrageous" ringis Mohan endured the pain in her leg.

"Don't make me angry" Sella said, leaving Mohan. Mr. Sondakh also moved from his seat, he extended his hand to Sella.

"Come to Sella" said Mr. Sondakh.

"Grandfather" said Sella nervously reaching for her grandfather's hand.

"What is the dress length" asked Mr. Sondakh.

"As you can see" Sella sat next to her grandfather.

"Do you need to replace it?" ask Mr. Sondakh to make sure Sella's condition.

"That's not necessary" Sella said, closing their conversation.

"There's no point now that I'm changing dresses, it's done" Sella said. Mr. Sondakh sat down again.

Not long after that Winston had already arrived in the room. Journalists also covered Winston's arrival.

"I wish he hadn't come here" Sella said as Winston shook hands with Mr. Sondakh. Sella turned her face away.

"It seems like he's not happy that I came here" said Winston.

"You ..." said Sella, knowing Winston was sitting next to her.

"You should be lucky to sit with a handsome man" said Winston confidently.

"I don't care how handsome the person next to me is" Sella said. Sella looked around, hoping for an empty seat. Sella stood up from her seat.

"Don't tell me you want to move" said Winston guessing Sella's intentions.

"Sella, you're not comfortable sitting next to Grandpa" said Mr. Sondakh, calming his granddaughter down.

"It's not so cake" said Sella resigned back to sitting.

"If it wasn't for grandpa, I'd rather not attend this event" Sella said.

A few minutes later, the host was already on stage. A standing ovation from invited guests welcomed the opening of the event.

From the beginning of the show, Sella focused on looking at the stage, unaware that Winston occasionally looked at her.

"Seeing from any side, she was indeed beautiful. But from the moment the show started, I hadn't heard her laugh yet, whereas the comedian on stage was telling a funny joke. Is she so depressed attending this event. The look on his face was flat with no expression" Winston's inner.

"Haha ..." Winston's laugh came off. Winston was already laughing, but his laughter this time was the strongest, making Sella focus on him.

"I refrained from looking at him. My neck is also getting tense. I don't think this man has the burden of life. His laughter was so loose. Does he not think about himself. Ah ... why should I care about her life" Sella's inner. Conscious viewed by Sella. Winston looked at Sella. Their eyes meet. Not long after, Sella immediately turned her face away.

"The happy audience. As the culmination of this event, let us welcome the Owner of Sondakh Company. To His Esteemed Mr. Sondakh is welcome to take the stage" said MC.

"Prok ... prok ..." standing ovation from invited guests.

"Thank you to all those who can set aside time to attend the Sondakh Company's opening leadership event" said Mr. Sondakh.

"Prok ... prok ..." greet the invited guests with applause. After applause from the invited guests, Mr. Sondakh continued his remarks.

A few moments later Mr. Sondakh's speech was finished. The question and answer session begins.

"The welcome from Mr. Sondakh is very inspiring, making invited guests more curious about the development of the Sondakh Company. This time we will accommodate a question and answer session" said MC. The session went well too. But when the reporters asked questions, the invited guests also focused on the questions posed.

"There are so many media outlets that have reported the presence of the grandson of Sondakh Company Owner. All this time why the presence of the grandson was hidden, then why now just appear?" ask one of the reporters. Hearing the question, Sella looked at Mr. Sondakh.

"I only want questions concerning the Company's development. But for the matter of my grandson, why the new present, let this be an internal matter of the Sondakh family. For sure I as the Owner will do my best for the Company" said Mr. Sondakh.

"I heard the news, that my granddaughter is getting married soon. Is that true?" ask the other reporters.

"I have never touched on this issue. But the media already knew what had not happened. I salute the information that the media has received. My granddaughter Micella is going to have a wedding on the first Sunday of next month" Mr. Sondakh said. All the media are covering. The guests whispered. Sella's body also shuddered to hear her grandfather's words.

"He didn't ask for my opinion first. Decide on the wedding schedule. I'm just a toy. What right I'm talking about is gone" Sella's inner self. Sella dress until shriveled in her grasp. Winston was shocked to see that Sella had lowered her head. There were tears dripping on Sella's dress.

"Are you okay?" ask Winston.

"My eyes were flickering, I had to go to the toilet" Sella said. Sella hurried from her seat. Even though her long dress slowed her pace.

"Miss" said Mohan to pursue Sella. Winston immediately restrains Mohan's body. Winston follows Sella from behind.

"Since childhood .. I've done what grandfather wanted. There is not a single grandfather command that I did not do. I spent my childhood studying, my teenage years studying. My hands and feet are so tired to remember that. To the extent that at school everyone said I was a bastard, an orphan. No parents took my report. Only Auntie Ratih did all that. My life is undercover. Every time I ask who my father is. Grandpa never told me either. I'm ready to accept all that. Even as an adult, I was still learning. I ignored my love for the opposite sex, ignored my friends who always invited me to chat, ignoring my desire just for grandfather's orders. And now, even for my husband, I can't choose. It's a pity that I'm .. in the end I'm just your pawn ..." Sella's mind.

Not long after that, Sella arrived at the toilet. Sella's body was immediately pulled Winston. Sella's eyes were wet with her tears.

"Why are you here ..." Sella's words were immediately cut off.

"Don't talk" Winston said, hugging Sella's body. Sella was hugged by Winston.

"Cry, no one forbids you to cry. I know you're very surprised by all this" Winston whispered in Sella's ear.

"Hiks ...." Sella's tears wet the suit Winston was wearing.

"This woman is very fragile in her heart" inner Winston.

Connect .......

Crying does not mean weakness. The sign is crying, meaning you express your sad emotions. It would be better to cry right away, because if it is held it will cause heartache @Purnama Sitinjak.

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