Arnold didn't have the slightest suspicion of his father and replied, "Of course not, Dad. Even if I have a job, when it comes to talking to Dad, I will definitely always make time." Satria laughed crisply at that and then replied, "Come on, then. I want to have lunch with you. You want that, right?" "Yes, Dad. Where? You decide the restaurant or me?" he asked. "You do it. Besides, I haven't kept up with the restaurants in this country in a long time so you can't possibly know which restaurants are good enough." Arnold smiled knowingly and then seemed to think for a moment before responding, "Okay, then I'll take you to one of the restaurants that's quite booming right now. You like the food there." Satria was annoyingly happy and then the two of them headed to a restaurant Arnold thought of.Even though Arnold always played in front of Narendra and never expressed what he really felt in his heart, he was not like that to his own father. In the past, his relationship with his fa
"It could be that Narendra couldn't come because he was really busy," Dewa said then, as if he didn't want to think any harder. But then Glenn, who knew his uncle very well, said, "Uncle Satria has a closer relationship with Narendra. As far as I know, Arnold has never been close to him. Or maybe there's been a change here?" Dewa raised an eyebrow and once again looked at Satria who was chatting with his youngest son. He could not deny the fact of what he had just seen. "What I see here is a father having a casual conversation with his son and they look so familiar. I thought, there's no way they don't have a close relationship." Glenn nodded in agreement hearing his best friend's words, "From here, we can see that Satria's gaze on Arnold really looks sincere. I'm even very sure that at this time Uncle Satria has considered a child as his son. Not like before." "Hm, very interesting. Maybe it's true that he has changed, Glenn. It seems impossible that he hasn't changed when he se
Clarita screamed for help but was laughed at by the robbers. With an expression filled with fear, the girl who was now wearing a black jacket stepped back and intended to run into Glenn Brawijaya's house. But alas, he couldn't because those people had caught up to him and prevented him from seeking help. "Hey, sweet girl. Don't play games! It's better if you join us voluntarily than we have to force you," said a robber with a round face. "Yes. It's very good that I didn't drag you down to join us. Shouldn't you repay our kindness by joining us without protesting, pretty boy?" added a friend of the Round. Suddenly, Clarita increasingly did not know what to do. However, unexpectedly by her, reinforcements came unexpectedly. She almost felt as if she was dreaming when she saw Glenn Brawijaya suddenly there with some of his bodyguards. "What are you doing here?" Glenn said sarcastically. He glanced at Clarita and immediately pulled her behind his back. "Shut up! You don't have to me
"For a walk? You mean for a walk out of the house?" he asked. "Hm, Uncle. Maybe when I go for a walk, I can get better," Clarita replied. Glenn let out a tired sigh. He really didn't want to agree to that. But when he saw Clarita's innocent gaze that was so full of hope, he finally melted. "Okay, you can go for a walk but you can't be alone." Clarita wiped her tears and said again, "What do you mean you will accompany me?" Glenn pointed at himself, "Me?" "Yes. You said I can't go out alone," Clarita said. Glenn was quite surprised and a little confused. However, when he looked back at Clarita's innocent face, which seemed to be waiting for an answer, he became weak. What was going on with him, he didn't know. He just always felt weak when faced with his best friend's daughter. "Hm. Okay. I'll accompany you. Now change your clothes!" Glenn said. "Why do I have to change clothes?" Clarita asked with a confused face. "You have to wear thick clothes. I will take you out for a
"Never mind, we don't need to discuss this matter. I don't want to weaken, Dewa." Dewa sighed, "I just don't want you to get the wrong idea and regret it later, Glenn." Glenn said, "No way. I'll never regret it. Arnold and Narendra are allies I have to kill."Dewa finally raised his hand, a sign he surrendered. It was no longer possible to make Glenn understand so he no longer tried to open his best friend's eyes. "Okay, so when will you show up?" asked Dewa. "In the near future," Glenn said. "Are you waiting for Alexander Barata to come back?" asked Dewa again. Glenn shook his head, "My problems have nothing to do with him Dewa. He's already done his part so I won't bother him." "Wow, You are very kind," said Dewa. "You just realized about that?" Glenn replied. Dewa did not respond and only said, "Then what can I do for you?" "Nothing," Glenn replied. "Are you sure?" "Hmm. I have to do this myself, Lord. Otherwise, I will never be satisfied." *** Narendra had just check
Arnold began to feel disturbed by the words of foreigners who started mentioning the names of Glenn Brawijaya. "What makes you think like that?" asked Arnold to the person with his jet black hair that looked so neat. Instead, he stretched out his hand and said, "Oh, Gosh. Arnold Brawijaya, let's get to know each other first." Arnold was even surprised to be trained again, the man smiled strangely at him and he didn't even welcome the helping hand of the man wearing the dark brown shirt. Seeing that Arnold didn't greet his outstretched hand, the man was not offended at all and instead said, "Dewa Airlangga. One of the people your beloved cousin trusts." Arnold froze as he heard that but he still didn't fully believe what that person was saying. He shook his head then stared ahead, "Sorry, if you want to play around, neither am I in the mood to serve you." Dewa chuckled when he heard it. He didn't think at all that Arnold was quite similar to Glenn and didn't even recognize him at
Dewa nodded excitedly, "Ah, you're really very smart. Of course, that's it." That fact apparently made Arnold even more unable to contain his curiosity. "How did he get to that point? He... he didn't have anything when he was kicked out of the house. Even when he was in prison he also didn't have anything," said Arnold, who really didn't intend to insult Glenn and just trying to complete his curiosity about his cousin. Dewa smiled broadly before starting to explain, "I helped him." Arnold looked confusedly at the person but when he saw Dewa's immaculate appearance, he didn't doubt it either and simply said, “But still in a few years time, it's hard to come close to competing with the Brawijaya corporation that has been built for decades." Dewa nodded, understanding the man's words, "Oh, for that matter, you have to ask him directly. But if I can say yes because he has talent in the business world and he just doesn't have the right timing yet. Well, when he's been crushed like tha
"Ah, of course he knows. But, he only found out about 1 month ago," explained Dewa. At first, Arnold was a little disappointed because Alexander Barata, who knew earlier than himself, now that disappointment has faded again. He thought there was no use feeling disappointed because already time Alexander knew not much different from himself. "Ah, you really don't need to feel jealous like that." Arnold immediately shook his head, "I'm not jealous at all." "Hm, you're obviously jealous. But, it doesn't matter. Even so, Glenn has already told you now that he's still alive." Arnold was no longer evasive from tiredness and instead asked, "Why did he choose to keep everything a secret?" "Of course that can only be answered by him. Because after all, what I'm thinking isn't necessarily the same as what Glenn is thinking," said Dewa. Arnold certainly understood that, but he thought Dewa could also see what Glenn might be feeling at the moment, "I still can't figure out the reason. Okay