
Twenty-nine hours drive to Zurich, Putra can finally set foot in Zurich Airport or also known as Kloten Airport, which is the largest airport in Switzerland. He looked up at the sky during the day that looked so bright. The son stepped into the arrival terminal to pick up his luggage that he had left in the trunk of the plane.
After picking up his suitcase, Putra stepped out of the arrival terminal and stood for a long time in front of the airport's arrival terminal. Some greeted him kindly and asked if he was the guest they were waiting for. Several times the Son seemed to shake his head and explain that he was not the person they were waiting for. The son went to the cafe around the arrival terminal. Then he sat down and ordered a cup of coffee and lunch for himself, as well as to repel the fatigue he was feeling after so many hours he sat on the plane he was riding.
Putra pulled out a piece of paper that read the address of the office of the company that Alia led. For the umpteenth time he read again the address of the office, his heart was racing, as if his guts felt shrill to meet the woman he had hurt. Thousands of questions popped up in his brain, as well as an overwhelming sense of uneasiness ambushed the recesses of his heart.
"What if he chides me? What if he does not allow me to meet Eijaz? Lord.I beg your forgiveness, I am so sorry to have wasted him." Inner Son.
Putra's daydreams soon broke, after a waiter greeted him and served him coffee and also a lunch menu that a few minutes ago he ordered. The son smiled and thanked the servant, again keeping a copy of Alia's office address written on a piece of paper, into his pants pocket. He stared at the food menu presented in front of him for a while, then he let out a long sigh and seemed to think back about how he met with Alia, his former student who turned out to have a child with her.
"Let's just think about it, the most important thing now is that I eat and go to the hotel to clean up and rest for a while." His inner.
The son began to eat his lunch menu, until a few minutes later it was gone. After he finished his lunch, he began to enjoy the coffee he also ordered, to calm himself. Sometimes he stared at the passengers at the airport with his eyes that looked empty. His brain kept spinning as if it did not give him a chance to calm down. Until his eyes were fixed on a boy who was being carried by his father. The boy laughed cheerfully and joked with the father who seemed so patient in dealing with the boy's active behavior. While the boy's mother just smiled while enjoying a piece of bread in his grasp.
"That's so beautiful" muttered Putra.
For the current age of the Son, he really felt tired in his solitude. However, to find a companion, he still feels a bit hesitant, because of his status who was once a patient and in the law because of a very embarrassing case. The fact that he had a child with Alia, seemed to be a turning point in the life of the Son. So he did not have to wait long, he immediately looked for Alia, far from Jakarta to Zurich, Switzerland. He just wanted to be absolutely sure, even though he felt sure, if Eijaz was his biological son. He only wanted to hear the confession verbally from Alia's own lips. And in addition, he was eager to apologize to Alia for everything that had happened.
During his time in prison, the Son thought a lot and returned to twist the events that he had gone through. Especially the moments of his togetherness to Alia. Alia is a sincere woman, so sincere and loves her, Alia a little excessive and make Putra feel on the bridle and do not want to know Alia willingly. Alia's overly imposing attitude, made a man like Son feel fed up. Especially at that time the Son was wanting Tasya to be his.
After Putra remembered again, in fact Alia was a pleasant interlocutor. Alia is also the type of woman who is willing to serve herself, gentle and has a pair of beautiful eyes and always looks at herself with a loving gaze. There is nothing less than Alia, only that at that time the Son was completely blind to her love for Tasya.
"Will the gaze remain the same after everything happens?" Her muttering.
"Alia. forgive me..."
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"Mom. tonight someone wants to see you."
"What's? Tonight then? Is he crazy? I want to get home soon, Greta.." Complain Alia.
"But I made a promise to my mother." Greta.
"Where are you from?"
"Indonesia, precisely the furniture supply company that I ordered from there." Greta Bright.
"Oh, that bitch. He could have come here. Does he want to apologize to us for their arrogant nature. I've threatened to cancel, finally the leader himself who came and apologized. Feel that!" Alia smiled and swung her chair left and right.
"So how? Is mom ready to meet?" Ask Greta again.
"Tell him I'm busy. He's got to take a lot of effort to see me."
"He's all the way from Indonesia ma'am..." Greta seemed to have no heart to lie to the person who was the topic of conversation between herself and Alia.
"I don't care. I bought billions, and then they thought of me as just a buyer who buys at a dime. No attitude at all!" Alia continued to grumble, venting her resentment at the company led by Putra, without her realizing the company's leader was the man she had loved so much. And also the man who had given himself a son who was now living and growing well accompanied his days.
"Well, when can we meet?"
"Depends on my mood." Sahut Alia with an indifferent face.
Greta was only able to shake her head, when she saw the hard attitude that Alia had.
Yes, Alia is so hard and decisive in leading her company, especially about negotiating with anyone. If he was weak, he would never be able to be at his current point.
"I'd better spend some time with Eijaz, I promised I'd bring him dinner at his favorite restaurant." Inner Alia while smiling herself imagined the handsome face of her baby.