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102. Are you the father of Eijaz?

The son's cell phone rang while he was asleep. Soon the Son opened both eyes and immediately grabbed his phone. Putra was waiting for someone to contact her, Greta, the secretary who works at Alia's company. Because no one contacted him, Putra fell asleep in her hotel bed due to exhaustion.

"Hello," his greeting excitedly.

"Hello, Mr. Son."

"Yes, I'm." Her mouth was still with a face that looked very excited.

"Relax Mr. Putra, I can speak Indonesian."

The son also breathed a sigh of relief, because he did not have to bother thinking about every verse in English or German and others which are the national languages of the country.

"We, from the Eijaz, apologize profusely for our leader, Ms. Alia, not being able to see you tonight." Greta Bright.

"meaning? Cancel?" Ask the disappointed son.

"Yes, sir, the problem is that our boss has a family dinner tonight."

The son fell silent, was the family dinner in question Alia and her new partner's dinner? Or Alia's big family dinner, with Anton. The son feels lazy when there is Anton at the meeting of himself and Alia. He knew very well that the man would kill him if he saw his face again.

"When does Alia's mom have time?"

"I can't confirm, sir.."

The son looked very disappointed with Greta's reply.

"I don't have much time here. Can I just ask for her home address? Or.. May I meet you, Miss Greta?"

Greta was silent for a while at the other end. He felt unbearable with the Son who sounded very begging to him.

"Miss Greta. I beg you.."

Greta was worried, but it was a matter of struggle. Putra had come all the way from Indonesia to come to Switzerland just to meet Alia. But Alia did not respond at all.

"There is something I want to say, and I bring a little bit of Indonesian hands for you. Would you like to have dinner with me?" Persuade the Son again.

Greta let out a long sigh, not because of the hand that would be given to her. Except for the unbearable feeling that perched in his eyes. Greta is a soft-hearted woman, inversely proportional to the very stubborn Alia. His heart began to be touched by the pleas of the Son who seemed so begging to him.

"What time is it, sir?" Ask Greta.

"Now I will wait for you at the restaurant. I'll leave now and give you his address." Men's Firm.

"Well, I'll get ready."

"See you soon."

"See yes.." Greta Sahut.

Without a second thought, Putra immediately rushed to meet Greta. Not to forget he brought with him the hand he would give to Greta, which he deliberately brought from Indonesia. This isn't a trick to get Greta out as Alia's secretary. However, the ethics in business that Banyu had taught him was really applied by Putra in helping his brother's business.

Thirty minutes later, Putra had arrived at the restaurant he had chosen as the meeting place between himself and Greta. He also gave Greta the address of the restaurant. Restlessly, he waited for the arrival of the woman of German descent. Twenty minutes later, there appeared a beautiful woman with a bright brown hair with a height of 185 centimeters, who walked up to him.

"Hello, I'm Greta." Greet the woman with her distinctive smile. Perhaps, if Greta met the Son in the past, the Son would immediately like the woman. Because the Son could not stand the sight of beautiful women. But for some reason, now there is no attractive woman in the eyes of the Son. Everything looks the same and beautiful is no longer the goal.

"Hi, I'm the Son." Sahut Putra stretched out his hand to shake the hand of the woman standing before him.

After shaking hands, the Son invited Greta to sit in front of him. The beautiful woman also sat down, while continuing to look at the Son carefully. It was as if he had seen the man's face, but somewhere and when he had seen it. While waiting for Putra to open a chat with her, Greta continued to try to remember the figure in front of her.

"Ehemmm.., this is Miss Greta."

"Call me Greta, sir" Cut Greta.

"Ah, sorry. Ok, Greta. I want to meet Miss Alia. There's something I'd love to tell him" said Putra to the point.

Greta frowned and looked at the Son fixedly.

"Oh sorry, what message do you want?" The son realized that he had not offered anything to Greta, after seeing the expression of Greta who was quite surprised to see her who was too quick to discuss the core of this meeting.

"Hmmm, I'm just wine."

"No eating? What about steak?"

"Hmmm, yes," Greta said again.

Then the Son called the servant who stood not far from him, and ordered what was requested by Greta.

"It seems I've met you, but where? I forgot." Greta bluntly said.

Now it was the son's turn to frown. He did not expect that words would come out of the lips of Greta, the woman he had just met.

"Meet with me? I'm sorry, but I've never been to Zurich before." Terang Putra's.

"Yes too, but let me remember again" Greta said, trying to remember where she had met the Son.

"Aah!"

Almost Putra jumped in shock at Greta's voice. Some people turned to the two of them, because they were surprised by the voice of Greta that echoed in the room.

"Have she been my victim in the past?" Inner Son. Looking back to the past of the Son, there are too many women who are difficult to remember again because he often changed partners in the past.

"I've seen you in a picture belonging to Miss Alia!" Greta Exclamation.

"Pictures?" The son seemed to be in disbelief at what Greta had told him.

"Where's the picture? Did Alia keep my picture?" Ask the son curiously.

"Yes! I once found a picture of yourself in his desk drawer!" Greta said excitedly. Then he seemed to start thinking and frowned again.

"By the way, what does this have to do with Miss Alia?"

The deg!

Now the Son seems restless with critical questions from Greta.

"Sa-sa-me.."

"Yes?" Greta's gaze seemed to investigate the Son, which made the Son even more agitated.

"I'm a friend of his past." Putra.

"Friends? Why don't you have Miss Alia's cell phone number?" Ask Greta again.

"Sa-sa-me. I. I've long lost contact with her."

Greta looked at Putra with a sharp look, then she let out a long sigh.

"Come on Pak Putra. Maybe I can help you."

The son swallowed his saliva, then he looked at Greta closely.

"Is Alia married?"

Greta shook her head while looking at Putra with an increasingly probing gaze.

"What is the child.."

"Eyjaz?"

"Yes, that boy. Who's father?"

Greta recalls the time when she first knew Alia and Eijaz. Eijaz was a baby, about five months old. Alia often brought Eijaz to the office that she just started. But, not once did Greta see the father of the bayo. Without even asking, Greta knew that Eijaz had no father. In other words, Alia was never married by the father of the baby.

"Miss Greta..." Call Son.

Greta blinked her eyes and looked back at the Son carefully. Then he shook his head in doubt.

"I don't know," she said as she sipped the wine the waiter had just served.

"Did you know her after she had the baby?"

Greta nodded her head with certainty.

"Yes." Yeah." Her firmness.

The son heaved a sigh of relief, then he looked at Greta closely.

"May I have their home address?"

Greta frowned again. Giving someone's address without the permission of the owner of the house is disrespectful to Greta. But Son's questions and requests are very tickling for Greta. He also wanted to know more about the Son.

"Are you the father of Eijaz?"

The deg!

The son fell silent, he lowered his gaze.

"What have you been doing all this time? So that Miss Alia has to fight alone?" Greta CCS.

"Sa-sa-me.."

"Why are you now looking for Miss Alia and Eijaz?" As if Greta did not give Son the opportunity to answer all his questions, Greta continued to search for the Son.

"Miss, can you hear my story?"

"It can, but allow me to eat this meat" said Greta.

"Please.me while the story yes.."

"Please leave it." Greta looked at the Son with her cynical gaze.

However, Greta considers Alia as her own sister. Alia is a very nice person. Even then Greta had just been fired from the company where she worked. With pleasure, it was Alia who helped the economy of herself and her only child from a lover who had left her just like that.

That night, Greta gets a little upset that she spends her steak quickly without her noticing, while listening to the Son's story about her and Alia.