Valentino stopped his car next to an old barn. He parked the car near a big tree. He was a little surprised because it turned out that in the center of the capital city in his country there were still shady trees. Even so, he frowned when he found that the surroundings were quite dirty. The place was just a neglected building that was clearly rarely touched by people. Valentino glanced at his phone again and made sure that the place he had come to was right. However, he was surprised because he did not see any other human besides himself near the building. But as he stepped closer to the warehouse, he saw several cars parked there. "Who is there?" said someone who was invisible to Valentino. "Valentino," he answered. "Raise your hand and come in," said the man. A large door opened slowly. Dark. There was no light but once the door was closed, several lamps came on and illuminated the room. Valentino adjusted his eyes and not far from where he was standing, he saw a young man tied
Ruslan's words really made the young man feel that he was stupid. The mistake he made was fatal. He had made his father now in a state between life and death. Valentino Araya was in a coma. He had indeed passed a critical period and even the bullet that was lodged in his stomach had been retrieved. Luckily the bullet did not hit Valentino's vital organs. But unfortunately, until eight hours after the operation was carried out, Valentino did not want to open his eyes. Vesa could only lament everything. Regret could no longer be contained. He was too lost in grief to ignore his three friends completely. Vesa just stayed in front of her inpatient room and didn't want to leave even though Ruslan had persuaded her repeatedly. This situation lasted until the fourth day Valentino was treated. The young man did not leave the hospital though. He only went to the bathroom and didn't come out of the inpatient room that he was allowed to enter. Sometimes, Vesa fell asleep but even then it was
"Vesa, don't be like this!" said Derrick White who couldn't stand seeing his friend who was almost like a zombie. The young man had never taken care of himself to make his friend very worried. Vesa did not respond to Derrick's words. "Vesa Araya, if You keep on like this, do you think your father will thank you? Is your father going to wake up just because you're acting like an idiot like this?" shouted Derrick. Vesa stared in shock, this was the first time Derrick had shouted angrily at him like this. The Derrick White he knew was a silly friend and often made him unstoppable with his strange behavior. This Derrick White who was now angry with him wasn't that kind of Derrick, but Derrick who was firm and ready to pull out his fangs when he was angry. Derrick saw Vesa's shocked face and then he lowered his voice, "Sorry. I just want you to get up. Your father has sacrificed everything and you shouldn't be prepared like this. Don't let your father's sacrifice go to waste. He will b
"Gosh, my ears." Derrick was so shocked that his ears were ringing. "Derrick, what did you mean earlier?" asked Vesa in shock. "Yes, they are begging their parents to come to study here. Their parents have allowed it but they have to go home first. Ruslan actually wanted to take care of it but their parents insisted on wanting them to come back first. Yes, they never lived far away. from their parents," explained Derrick. "Did you ever?" Vesa sneered. "No, but I'm different," said Derrick. "What's different? You're always... Hm... How can I put it, you're always spoiled by your parents," said Vesa. Derrick looked annoyed at his friend and replied, "I don't want to. Blame those who always do everything I want." Derrick's ears turned red again, Vesa suddenly wanted to prank Derrick but didn't because Ruslan came to them. “Young Master, I… ” “I also wanted to speak to you,” said Vesa. He got up and took Ruslan to a park bench, leaving Derrick alone in his father's hospital roo
"Why? Do I look weird in this kind of suit?" Vesa glanced at himself through the mirror and the image of a handsome young man in a set of very attractive work clothes reflected clearly there. Derrick finally got his voice back, "Are you kidding? Weird? Quite the opposite. You look hm... Cool though of course I'm way cooler." Lay stared lazily while Lucas responded, "You look a lot like your father." Vesa smiled sadly. If only he hadn't made a stupid mistake, his father would definitely be by his side by now. However, he reminded himself that there was no point in being sorry. The incident has already happened and his current job is to maintain and manage his father's company until his father wakes up. "Hey, don't be so sad. He must be so proud of you. Now how about we have breakfast first? My stomach is growling asking to be filled," Derrick said innocently. Vesa rolled his eyes, he was always pleased with his friend's silly antics but he would never admit it. So he just said to
Vesa entered his room in a hurry. He was in a state of annoyance that made him suffocate. He then loosened his tie and when his eyes caught a refrigerator near his desk. He immediately took mineral water from there and drank it to the toilet. His three friends followed him shortly after, along with Ruslan, Lusi and Verlyta. Vesa immediately said, "I'm sorry. I can't contain my emotions. They are outrageous, they are tantamount to insulting my father for entrusting all his company to me." Ruslan approached him and patted him lightly on the shoulder, "Good job, Young Master." Ruslan showed his sincere smile. Lusi even smiled, "That was amazing. I'm glad you did. You should have done that." "Miss Lusi is right. did you see how the higher-ups looked? They were shocked and Andre, the playboy manager, even went pale," Verlyta chirped. Vesa was surprised and couldn't believe that they even looked amazed at her actions. "Wait, what I did was not rude? Not arrogant?" Vesa asked confused.
"Dad, it's my first day replacing Dad. Do I look as handsome as you?" Vesa chuckled. His father still had his eyes closed and didn't know when he would wake up. However, Vesa would never stop visiting him. All kinds of ways had been tried but had not shown results. Valentino Araya was not aware yet. His condition is stable but he is still in a coma. "You know people say I look a lot like you. Yeah, but they're not wrong. I also feel like I'm a little bit like you." Pausing for a moment, he managed to catch his breath and tried to contain the deep sadness before finally continuing his outpouring of his heart to his father. "Physically, we're similar, there's no denying it. However, after hearing Ruslan's story about mother, I'm a bit like him. Isn't that right, Dad?" he said. "Mom. I've heard a lot of stories from Ruslan but I'm still not satisfied. I want to hear more about mom. Don't you want to tell me about him? Really, Dad. I want Dad to tell me about it. So, I beg you. Get u
"When do we start college?" Lay asked Derrick who was currently playing a game on the balcony. "The day after tomorrow," Derrick answered without turning his head. "Oh, great. We're going to get busy now," Lucas said. "Oh yeah, did I tell you about Vesa's father?" asked Lay. Lucas turned, "About what?" "About the business," Lay replied excitedly. "Tell me about it. Hello, we all know. We all studied it this afternoon," said Derick lazily. "Ah, that's not it. Not the business here," said Lay. "It's true that the business is not only in this city, Gardenia Hills is spread across various cities in this country," said Derrick. Lay started to look annoyed and threw a pillow at Derrick. Derrick immediately spat out an oath. They went back to playing like kindergartners until Vesa's voice reminded them, "Aren't you tired?" The three of them turned their heads, "No." Vesa shook his head. Derrick White, "Aren't you tired yourself? After work, you went straight to the hospital and o
Hello, readers. We'll meet again here. Finally finished this second season. It's such a relief to finish this story. I thank you very much for reading the story of Vesa Araya, Valentino Araya's son, and following it to the end. I hope the story doesn't disappoint and you are satisfied with this story. Hopefully, the ending will also be satisfying for the readers, and no one will be disappointed. I hope that the story of Vesa Araya will be remembered by readers. Finally, I hope to create other stories that readers will also like. Best regards from Zila Aicha, see you in Zila's next work. Zila Aicha
Gea's body looks so terrible. Her chest was stabbed with a knife and foam was coming out of his mouth and his eyes were open. Vesa immediately ordered, "Call the police now." Inka covered her face because she couldn't see it. Vesa immediately hugged the girl so that Inka wouldn't be afraid. "Who killed her? It was too cruel, Vesa. It was terrible," said the girl in a trembling voice. "We'll find out soon, let the police handle it," said Vesa. Not long after that the police came and immediately investigated the case. "Would you two come with us to the police station to testify?" asked the police officer. "Yes," Vesa replied. Vesa also invited Inka to join the police chief. Vesa and Inka had to be at the police station for at least two hours to testify. And when he finished and left the interrogation room, he saw Lara, Gea's daughter, coming to the police station with a face full of tears. "Have you found the culprit? Please tell me who killed my mother?" Lara screamed hysteri
"I don't hate you, Alea. It's just that you've gone too far," said Vesa. He then took Lara away from there. Alea shouted, "Vesa." Vesa ignored her. Alea could only bite her lower lip bitterly. Vesa didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore. The young man must have been so disgusted with him. Alea grabbed her hair and left the campus because she couldn't stand the sight of the students looking at her with strange looks. On the other hand, Vesa said quietly, "I'm sorry. Because of me, you became ....""It's okay. Well, by the way I have to go now, I think my friend has come," Lara said then. Vesa nodded slowly, still feeling so guilty. Once the girl left, he chose to change his plans. He couldn't possibly use Lara to trap Gea. The girl didn't know anything. For some reason, he felt that Lara was an innocent girl. Therefore he decided to attack Gea without involving Lara. That evening he returned to his house and immediately spoke to Inka, "I met Gea's daughter. Inka, we
In just no less than thirty seconds, Stefan sent a photo as soon as Vesa turned off his phone. Vesa calmly opened the message and smiled crookedly as soon as he saw the photo. Got you, Gea. Vesa thought. Immediately he pocketed his phone back and walked over to Lara with a bright smile. "Are you done calling?" asked Vesa who was much friendlier than before. "Got it. Want to take a walk now?" Lara asked back. "Yes, go ahead. I won't take up much of your time," Vesa said. Lara nodded and then started acting as a tour guide there. Even though it has only been seven months since leaving the campus, the campus has changed quite a lot. Vesa reminisced about his campus days. Even though he had a lot of bad memories there, he still had a few good memories so that now he felt quite disappointed again when he remembers the early days of his friendship with Derrick. Derrick was the first to defend him. He was also the first Vesa trusted and even told each other about anything. Really, Ve
Lara Serafin rushed into her campus, Greenwich University. She had promised Gemma Jones last night to accompany her to the library. When she stepped into that place, she had to pass a group of students from other faculties who were seen chatting casually. Lara was really enjoying her new life on campus. Even though at first he felt that there were a lot of things that were so odd like the unclear reasons his mother chose this country. Besides that, her mother, who currently chooses to work from home, certainly made her wonder even more. Her mother, Gea Raharjo, reasoned that working from home meant that she had more time to spend with her. Because of that too, Lara could never protest or ask more about her mother's main reason. And when Lara asked about her mother's occupation, her mother would only say that she was struggling with stocks. What kind of stock it was, Lara didn't know. And no matter how many times she asked, Gea would only answer the same. So Lara got tired of askin
Derrick could only be silent when he saw his best friend leave his house. He glanced at Alea, he really wanted to embrace Alea's body but when he got closer, Alea stepped back. With a face already wet with tears, Alea said sobbing softly, "It's all my fault. My fault, Derrick." Derrick shook his head, "No. It's my fault, Alea. You're not wrong. I made the mess." "I came to you, I am the most guilty," said Alea again. "I asked you to come, I, Derrick," continued Alea. Derrick snapped "And I wanted to come here too. Okay, fine. We're both guilty. We're both guilty." Alea fell on the floor of Derrick's yard, "Vesa must hate me. Even though we are fine. He never hurt me. But why me? Derrick, I'm just annoyed that he never wants to visit me here. Even though it's clear money is not a problem for him. But he is more concerned with his company. I just want the attention. Am I wrong?"Derrick sighed, "We are both guilty. Alya, come home. Sorry, I can't accompany you. I'm going to look f
London was still one of the most populous cities that Vesa has visited. The night view of this city always manages to make Vesa miss. Since the death of his grandparents about seven months ago, Vesa Araya has never visited the city. This was not because he did not want to go to see his grandparents, but because he was busy, which took up quite a bit of time. In the past six months, besides Vesa having to pursue his educational degree, he had to return to managing the company left by his father. He, who may be the child of the richest billionaire in Indonesia, had almost no spare time. So far, it could be said that Vesa's life was only focused on the world of business, education and at the same time tracking down Gea's whereabouts, which he still didn't know about. However, Vesa was not a person who gives up easily, especially since Gea was one of the causes of all the misfortune that had befallen him. Vesa did not stop the search one bit and even expanded it even more. However, the
"You don't want to investigate?" asked Inka then. Vesa was surprised to hear Inka's words, "Investigating? You say it as if Derrick has done something strange." Inka chuckled, "Vesa, that's not what I meant. Well, we don't know what happened there. It could be that he is in big trouble." Inka saw Vesa's brow furrowed. The young man was thinking. "When I got to know Derrick, he wasn't like you. You always say anything. But not with Derrick. You are really close friends, but I think he still keeps secrets or you could say he doesn't always say anything to you," explained Inka. "That's what I know, Inka. I told you earlier. He doesn't always say everything and I never force him to say it. I respect her privacy," Vesa replied. "There you go, Vesa. Why don't you try to investigate. Who knows, he actually needs your help but doesn't say it," said Inka. Vesa thought seriously. He finally gave up. He overcame his ego that wanted to survive and didn't ask Derrick. He had to know Derric
Gea smiled briefly before answering her daughter's question, "Because England is your dream country." Lara was confused but tried to smile, not wanting to bother her mother with her own questions which might make Mother sad. "You'll like it later, honey. You can get into Greenwich University later," said Gea. Lara nodded and then the food came. The young girl who had completed her high school education started concentrating on the food in front of her. "Eat first, Mother, sleep for a while, okay? If you need anything, you can wake Mother up," said Gea again. Lara replied, "Yes, Mother, take it easy. After I eat, I'll go to bed." "Good girl," Gea praised, stroking her daughter's hair gently. Shortly after, Gea was completely closed. Unfortunately, even though Lara from the outside appeared to be enjoying her meal, it was a shame her mind was wandering elsewhere. Lara was still very young, at the age of just turning eighteen, she could think more maturely than her peers. So it's