Larasati & Mr. Regent

Larasati & Mr. Regent
Cooperation


Laras was discharged from the hospital with the Ambassador, in-laws, and his parents. Farid and Ais also joined. All of you pick up Mr. Didit at the Ambassador's house.


Laras is happy to be back at home, even though things are different. He and the Ambassador are setting their hearts, trying to make things happen, maybe not yet a sustenance.


Mr. Didit and Mr. Aaron who was on the terrace were confused by the arrival of the group.


"Assalamualaikum" they all said. "Waalaikum salam" replied Mr. Didit and Mr. Aaron.


"A lot of people, sir?" ask Didit to the Ambassador. "Yes sir, my wife just got out of the hospital. Miscarriage of our baby candidates" explained the Ambassador.


"Innalillahi wainna ilaihi roji'un" said Mr. Didit and Mr. Aaron compact. "Patience to you, Baras"


Laras smiled "Yes sir, thanks for the support"


"Come in" the ambassador asked. They're all in. Laras also chatted there, he did not want to just keep silent which could make him cry again.


While in another car, Amira threw her face out, not saying a word to Ari. Makes Ari confused as to how.


Before long they reached home, Amira went straight into her room. No more going out after that. Mom and Dad were confused.


"You got a problem?" ask mama. Ari just shook her head.


"Ri, Farid said tonight that Amira's father would pick her up and take her to Pati again. You're not papa?" papah asked now.


Ari nodded again. "You are stubborn Ri, already know like, why even continue to succumb to the situation. Enough that you used to make a lesson, do not even give up on the situation. Pursue your love" said papah.


Ari just kept quiet. "Earn Amira to eat. Already knew he wanted to go home, even made it so. Responsibility there" hardik mama.


Ari gets food for Amira, knocks on her bedroom door. "Mira, eat first, before your papah comes" there is no telling. "I came in" Ari came in and saw Amira sleeping. Ari put down the tray and sat down on the edge of Amira's bed.


"If you knew, I'd like to keep you here, too. In this house, make you mine, but I'm just a loser, I'm afraid of failure" Ari said.


Amira opened her eyes. Change the lying position to a sitting position. "Foolish man! Keep hurting your own heart. When will it be like this?"


Ari smiled wryly. "Find a smart man, don't fall in love with this stupid man"


Ais, Farid, and Duta came with Mr. Didit and Mr. Aaron to the Wibisana family home. They were welcomed by Mr. Wibi and his wife. Amira has been packing her stuff since. Then he was called by Ais.


"Sstt, what are you doing together in the room? The third demon lhoh" said Ais while opening the door.


"Yes you are a demon!" Ari immediately went out and got acquainted with Mr. Didit.


"Mbak Ais, thank you for lent the room. Sorry if I've been a hassle here"


"That's Mira what the hell? So sad to leave this room? Or is there something else that makes you sad?" Amira just smiled.


"You're the same Ari how'd you be?" Amira shakes. "He told me to go home the same. Maybe there's no equal feeling to me, because he told me and himself to be equally reassuring of this feeling"


Oath of Ariiii, want not to toyor your head mas! Wonder me! Pake nodded his mind. Hissshs. Ice growls in the heart. Amira came out with her suitcase.


"Are you ready?" ask Mr. Didit. Amira nodded. "Come pah, it's too late until the Starch" They say goodbye. Ari could only look at Amira and her papa's departure. They were escorted by the Duta driver to Pati.


On the way, Amira, who was sitting in the back seat with her papa, just kept quiet while looking out the window. Mr. Didit was astonished by his son.


"You why nduk? Not happy to be free? Or still disappointed with the papah?" Said Mr. Didit while grabbing his daughter's hand. Amira smiled and poked her hand against her papa arm and leaned against her papa shoulder.


"Happy pah"


"Why then were you just silent?"


"5 months ago, I went to Magelang with papah to attend the wedding of Mr. Duta and mbak Laras. And at that moment I had to bury my feelings deeply. And after that this time, I went to Magelang and had to bury my feelings towards someone again"


"Who? Who made you mess up like this?"


"He's a widower" Mr. Didit knitted his eyebrows. "Young? Means he's not a random widower, until you really feel lost like this, can you tell who?"


"The son of Mr. Wibi. Mas Ari pah"


"Then why don't you tell me?"


"It was, but he told me to make sure of this feeling. Maybe he thinks I'm only kagun for a moment, but I'm really crazy without him pah" Mr. Didit was silent for a moment. It crossed his mind an idea.


"Are you sure this will work?"


"100 percent sure"


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Days have passed, 3 days have passed. And he really misses. Saturday morning Ari accidentally works from home. He's lazy everywhere. A short message came in.


Amira: tonight I was proposed by someone. My heart is still in you. If you want me to be with someone else, please come to Pati and return my heart to me. So that I don't expect too deep into you. Think of me as a friend who asks for company when someone will be asked.


Ari's chest is like being shot by a hot bullet. So hurt. He was confused as to how. Riled up, closed and opened the laptop, read the documents, but still. His mind was not focused there. His mind was still fixed on Amira's message.


Immediately he took his backpack and carried a 1 stel suit. He said goodbye to Papah and his mother wanted to go to Pati.


"Bring the prospective mamah ghost back here" he shouted mamahnya when Ari will enter the car. Ari smiled and waved. He asked Farid for Amira's home address.


Ari drove his car at high speed. His heart was riled, crushed. He just stopped at the gas station to pee and fill up. Even the stomach doesn't care. His mind was filled with Amira.


The journey that should take about 3.5 to 4 hours is only 3 hours. Somehow Ari was driving, but he arrived safely at the intended address.


The bodyguard of Didit sir who had been informed that there was a person named Ari Wibisana was immediately welcome to enter. Ari waited for the owner of the house to appear. Before long, Mr. Didit came down from above.


"Ari's mom, huh?" ask Mr. Didit. Ari greeted Didit and kissed his hand. Then Mr. Didit allowed to sit back.


"Diminished son" Ari nodded and drank it. He searches for Amira's whereabouts, but never shows up.


"Amira is taking a shower. Just a minute, yeah. I heard Ari's a businessman, right?" Ari nodded.


"Right sir, Amira told you that, sir?


"Call papah, yes, Amira told papah. In what field, son?"


"In the field of hospitality pah"


"Waaah, great yes, young already have a hospitality business"


"That belongs to my master's people the reward, I'm just being tithed. Because papah is no longer able to if you have to deal with documents"


"Yes still great. Papah wants to offer you cooperation. It's heavy, but it's a lot of luck"


"Cooperation? Many fortunately? but heavy?"


"Yes, you want to?" Ari looked confused. What cooperation is meant by Mr. Didit.


"Eh, have you come yet?" greet Amira who came down from upstairs.


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