You are my Choice

KP M II part 67

Darren had just parked his motorcycle when he saw his father's loyal assistant coming over, the man he called Om was like a psychic and could even tell if he had just arrived.

From the look on the face of the assistant Darren can see there is tension there, obviously his father must be nagging, especially if not for him who came late when his father was reminded to come early.

How else, she is still a relatively newlywed, so people around her please just understand if at any time she comes late or even does not come at all.

Darren put his helmet on top of the motor tank and then went down to tidy up his slightly messy hair after wearing the helmet.

The young man who had the status of the man's husband also approached Johan who was leading to him.

"Your father has been yawning since two hours ago," Johan argued to his superior son who now scratched his head to hear the complaint he said.

Okay it seems like from this second Darren must prepare his ears from the father's nagging that might be very long.

Darren took a very long breath considering last night his eardrum was almost damaged by his wife's actions.

"Where is Om now?" darren asked as he followed Johan who had turned his back on him.

"In his room, don't expect your father to go to a meeting! he deliberately pushed back his schedule because it was waiting for you" Johan explained as he pressed the elevator button.

"Wow." Darren's lips moved without making a sound, his father was really after him very much.

When in the elevator Johan found Darren who was patting both ears, he said, making Johan frown confused and then ignore it when he remembered that those nearby are descendants of Aditya Erlangga so no longer need to be surprised by all his behavior which is almost 99% same.

While Darren is really preparing his ears before entering the room of the father who brought him will exceed the birds of complaint though.

The two of them came out of the elevator and headed straight for a room not too far from the elevator, past the desk of the male secretary whom Darren seemed to have just seen.

"Replace the Om again?" whispered Darren as Johan was about to open the door.

"After your Mama-in-law Resign no one suits your father," Johan said opening the door very wide which immediately made Darren can see the face with tension that adorns him.

Johan let Darren in in in a very mocking tone, the man who was very mature as if pleased with what Darren would receive in a moment.

What was done by the assistant of his father was very aware by Darren that the man was very impatient to see the scene of Father and son who have the same nature and behavior.

Previously Johan had never even been this formal towards him, even widening his hand to ask him to come in, Darren glanced at the annoying assistant who was very annoying, without him knowing that the annoying nature that Johan had was due to too long hanging out with his father who was accidentally infected by the Father.

"Yesterday I told you to come at what time?!" just sat down Darren had gotten a question with a sharp and terrible tone and still had to be added by the face of the father who had always become more frightening if he was angry like this.

It was obvious that the man in front of him right now was really mad at him very unlikely if Darren was not afraid of his father who since he was a child even already knew very well what his father was like if there is something that he does not like, even the father even delayed his meeting just to wait for him to come, especially if not to scold him.

"7 o'clock" Darren replied quietly.

"And what time is it?!" aditya's voice grew stern and heavy.

"The hour is 8 past 58 minutes."

"Jam 9 is less." sambar Johan, for him the answer of the child from his superiors was very long-winded why prefer to answer with a long answer while there is a shorter and faster answer, it's approaching 9 o'clock, isn't it? just a little less two minutes ago why still carry the number eight in it, wasting the word, he said, so that is in the mind of the senior assistant who sits at his work desk which is side by side with his boss.

I don't know why Johan has not been allowed to fill his own room which has existed since he first worked, even though he has been working, he used to only occupy the room for a few weeks but Aditya immediately gave orders for him to move and share the room with the man.

Sounds silly, but Johan knows what makes Aditya prefer to one room with him, in addition to making work easier, but also to make his assistant listen to any nonsense that sometimes makes no sense if you are upset or get into trouble.

In other words Johan is needed by Aditya in any mood.

Darren turned to his father's assistant who was no less annoying than the father, he deliberately answered like that so as not to look he came too late, he said, but the man who was always by his father's side messed up his plans.

Johan flashed a smile with eyes that glanced at Aditya, guessing that soon there would be something more ignited like a match that was doused by gasoline.

"Dad was waiting for you from 7 and you came two hours later!" aditya snaps angry.

"Where is your responsibility Darren!" aditya's voice grew even higher and his hands also knocked on the table as if showing how anxious he was to his own son.

"Darren apologizes, Dad," said Darren admitted his mistake was better than having to defend himself because in fact he was wrong.

Since yesterday his father had reminded him to come early because his father wanted to teach him about all the office affairs and his obligations as a leader in the branch office he came to yesterday.

Aditya sighed and leaned his back on the chair with eyes watching the child.

His son must have a reason why he could come late than he had asked, there could not be no reason because since childhood he always taught his children to be disciplined let alone regarding responsibility.

There was a reason that his son could explain.

"Why did you come here?" aditya asked in a voice that began to soften, looking unbearable to nag his favorite child who became his ally since childhood.

Darren looked at his father with a face that could not be interpreted, he scratched his neck in confusion should he answer the question from the father honestly why he could come so late.

"Dad is waiting for your answer Darren," Aditya said when his son did not give an answer, making him have to wait.

Whether his son was still not satisfied enough had made him wait for two hours.

Darren turned to Johan, who was twisting his shoulders, realizing that the son of his boss was asking for his opinion.

Darren scowled when his father's assistant could not be asked for an opinion.

"ehem." finally cleared his throat first to wet his throat that suddenly felt very dry accompanied by a waiting gaze from the father.

"Rona made Darren stay up, Dad" said Darren shyly.

"Uhuk uhuk." Johan coughed at what Darren said, making Darren and Aditya look at him.

"The same reason you give if you arrive late, sir," johan said to Aditya who would say the same thing as Darren just said if he came to the office later. "rianti made me stay up late" that will always be a routine excuse that Johan heard a few years ago.

Aditya swerved and clenched a piece of paper and threw it at the assistant who avoided the paper.

Darren hides his smile because he just found out that his father is the same as him.

"Don't smile like that! learn this soon!" Aditya threw a fairly thick Ordner signifies that in it many sheets of paper with hundreds of thousands of typing or even millions of typing that Darren must read and learn.

Darren sorted his forehead and just saw that he was dizzy, then how could he bear to read everything in the thick Ordner.

"But Darren has to go to Dad's college" said Darren seemed to want to save his eyes so as not to be myopic because he had to read so many sheets of paper.

"Make it finish quickly! if it's not done you can't go home!" aditya said sharply to pose a threat.

Darren threw out his breath and scratched his head very roughly making his hair so messy because of his own actions.

Aditya looked at Johan who was poking at his lips, his assistant was very happy to see his miserable son would have to be taught a lesson.

"Darren Han's finger," cried Aditya making Johan dumbfounded.

After him today, his work is a lot but instead must be asked to teach young people who do not have experience, let alone the experience of graduating college not yet, "astaga," Johan murmured while managing his breath.

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