You're Me She

106. Hate me until that hate is gone

"What are you thinking?"

Alia is awakened from her long daydream about meeting her with the Son last night. Then he looked at Greta who was pretending not to know about the incident that Alia experienced last night.

"Ti-ti-n-nothing." Alia tried to smile and take her eyes off Greta's face.

"Hmmm, how's the other furniture company doing?" Alia tries to shift the conversation, before Greta asks her a lot.

"Mmmm..." Greta seemed worried for words. In fact, he has received catalogs from other companies that try to offer Alia company. But he was worried about being honest. The problem is that he wants Alia to be able to reconnect with the Son. Not because he defended the Son, but Greta only wanted the matter of Alia and the Son to find a middle ground. Especially since Putra and Alia had a child who never felt the beauty of having a father.

"Greta..?"

"Ah..yeah?" Greta wakes up from her daydream, pretending to check the email in the inbox of the company's email address. Then he removed all offers and after that he looked back at Alia with a look of disappointment.

"Well, no one has offered it to us yet." He spoke with a tone that sounded very disappointed.

"What the fuck! So arrogant of them. We're going to buy loh! And it's not cheap!" Alia looks really upset.

"Yes, maybe they feel that delivery is difficult abroad ma'am."

"Of many companies?" Ask Alia.

Greta just nodded and went back to pretending to be busy.

"Murghhhh..!" Alia hits her desk and squeezes her own hair. Soon his new company that carries the theme of Indonesia will soon be grand opening. But the furniture he needs does not go to deal with furniture company companies in Indonesia.

"Lady..."

"Yes?" Alia looked at Greta with a panicked look.

"Representatives of Banyu Biru companies have come here. Our conversation in the email was a lot of dissatisfaction. Why don't you just meet the company's emissary?"

Alia fell silent, then she glanced at the date on her desk. In two months, the new company must be opened.

"Well, it's better to talk in person than in an email. And how to know can also deal with the price on the discount."

Hearing the word discount, Alia rounded her eyes. Then he nodded in understanding with the input given by Greta.

"How's mom?"

"When can I meet him?" Alia asked excitedly.

"He can always be at any time, he said. What time do you want? Let me tell him."

"Hmmmm," Alia glanced at her watch. It is now entering lunch time.

"Now! Tell him I'll meet him at the cafe shop at the corner." Firm Alia.

"Good ma'am." Greta smiled broadly. All his plans went smoothly without having to arouse suspicion from Alia.

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The son was pensive on the balcony of his hotel room, recalling the incident last night and Alia's attitude towards him. She understood why Alia hated herself so much. For indeed all his deeds to Alia were in the past, nothing was good. The son felt very sorry for everything that had happened. Even he occasionally smacked his own cheeks with all his might.

"Stupid you Put! You idiot!" He said with emotion as he slapped his own cheek leaving a red mark on his own cheek.

"Why you used to be such a jerk! Now you'll be honest, you'll have changed, no one will believe you!" He regretted squeezing his hair as hard as possible.

Ting!

The son glanced at his cell phone which was on the table. Then he lazily grabbed the phone and started reading the message he had just received.

"Greta?" His inner. His face was starting to get excited. Then he opened a message from a woman who was very good to help him.

Hi, Alia wants to see you. The one I hope for, never let her down. If you have to beg, beg. Hold your emotions, assume all are atonement for your sins in the past. Oh yes, pretend that you do not know if the owner of the Eijaz company is Alia. I purposely arranged a meeting for you and Alia. So don't waste this opportunity.

The face of the Son turned hopeful. He smiled cheerfully and immediately replied to a message from Greta.

Greta, thank you so much. I will never disappoint anyone again, trust me. When meeting?

Ting!

Son's phone went off after he waited about three minutes.

Reply Greta by attaching the address of the coffee shop she means.

Okay, I'll be there soon!

Men's Reply.

The son immediately jumped from his seat and immediately changed his clothes. His face looks radiant. It was as if he was harboring great expectations from meeting himself with Alia this time around.

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim.. O Allah, be gentle with Alia's heart. I beg you, send out my good intentions to Alia and Eijaz." Her inner self, before she leaves her hotel room to meet the woman from her past.

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Alia opened the door of a coffee shop located not far from her office. Some employees of the coffee shop greeted him kindly when Alia entered the cafe shop. Alia did not once stop by the coffee shop twice, therefore all employees who were in the coffee shop already knew herself well.

"Guten Tag, Alia!" Greet them with a friendly smile.

"Hey... Guten Tag." Sahut Alia while walking to her favorite table in the coffee shop. As usual, an officer approached her and gave Alia a menu book. Hungry Alia, finally ordered a cup of coffee and a plate of cordon bleu. Cordon bleu is a popular Swiss dish, consisting of cuts of meat filled with thin slices of ham and Gruyere cheese, then given a layer of bread flour and fried in hot oil in a frying pan or baked in the oven. The menu also includes Alia's favorite food in the country. After ordering the menu she wanted, Alia again drowned in her daydream about the incident last night.

How does he know my home address? What does he want from me? Why did it just appear? Why was he so mean to me? Why did he know that Eijaz was his son? Wh why? why and why? Thousands of questions filled Alia's brain which was now increasingly stressed, after she felt so stressed with the work and attitude of Eijaz lately to her.

"Good afternoon Alia's mother, I'm a messenger from Banyu Biru's company."

Alia who was pensive and staring out the window, also turned to the source of the voice that had just greeted her. At that moment his two beautiful eyes were wide open, he really could not believe what he was seeing.

"You-you!"

"May I sit here? We speak as two professionals at work."

Alia fell silent, then she remembered her company that started on the pepet deathline.

"I came as an envoy who wanted to apologize for the miscommunication between your company and my brother's company. As an apology, we will give you discount and also bonus some sets of Jepara carved tables and chairs."

Alia let out a long sigh and again threw her gaze out the window.

"To the point only Putra. Which company would finance an envoy just to apologize all the way from Indonesia to Switzerland? Your goal is only one, me and Eijaz. How do you know I'm here? And the Eijaz thing, he's not your son."

The son continued to look at Alia who was sitting in front of him without wanting to look back at her who looked resigned with a cynical attitude Alia.

"Yes, I'm here because of you two. Why new now? Because I just found out where you are. Without Eijaz, I intend to meet you and apologize for my actions. Apparently, I just found out if there's an Eijaz. That's where my intention to immediately meet the two of you is so passionate. I don't want to delay apologizing from you. I'm sorry, I'm stupid and a jerk."

Alia shifted her gaze, now she returned the gaze of the Son who looked so deep with meaning.

"Alia, there are many lessons I learned. I know I can't possibly be forgiven. But at least I stopped being a coward. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Right now you want to punish me in any way I'll accept."

"I feel like I want to kill you," Alia said in a voice that sounded so creepy in the Son's ears.

"Hmmm, is that it..? N-it's okay. I'm resigned. But before I die, will you tell me the truth? Eijaz is my son, isn't he?"

"No!" Alia looks so emotional.

"Why does he look so much like me?"

This time the Son's question left Alia speechless.

"I will be in charge of Eijaz. After all, he is my flesh and blood. Forgive me for not being there for you when you face all the difficulties in conceiving and raising her. I'm not recognized or you want him not to know that I'm his father, that's okay. That is all your right as a person I have disappointed and destroyed with my past foolishness. But, let me finance and also know the news. It's just Alia."

Alia was still silent. Everything that was said by the Son seemed to make the anger in him slowly begin to extinguish.

"Alia.hate me until the hate is gone. But allow me to apologize to you every day. I was wrong and I realized it all. I'm really sorry to do and say all the words that make you so disappointed that you hate me."

Tears were now dripping down Alia's cheeks. Then he moved from his seat and slipped a few pieces of paper money to pay for his order that had not been delivered to his table. Then he walked out of the coffee shop. Seeing Alia's attitude like that, the Son could only resign. He had promised Greta that he would not be selfish and impose his will on Alia. Now he wants to give space for Alia to think about all the words of the apology fan from her.

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Alia stepped over while sweeping her tears which blurred her eyes. He walked back to his office. All feelings were mixed and raging in his heart.

"Lord... was this the answer to my prayer a few days ago?" Inner Alia.