At first Ruslan was skeptical about Vesa's request but honestly it was the best option for them at this time. Valentino's condition was already very stable so it could be said that they were just waiting for the man to wake up from his long slumber. Vesa Araya convinced his father's confidant that they could buy the best equipment and also pay private doctors and professional nurses to treat his father. Therefore, Ruslan supported Vesa's idea in the hope that after Valentino was cared for in the apartment and close to his son, the man would quickly open his eyes. "Is it okay to move your father here?" asked Derrick doubtfully, at this moment he saw the guards were preparing Valentino's infirmary. "Of course. His condition is getting better, I don't think there will be any problem taking care of her here. After all, I'm not calm if dad is in the hospital," Vesa said. "Why is that?" Derrick asked confused. "Aren't there a lot of bodyguards guarding him?" Lucas said. Vesa walked to
It's useless talking to his crazy friends. Vesa felt that the three friends were too crazy so he decided to go back upstairs. He wanted to welcome tomorrow with great joy because his father would be transferred to their apartment tomorrow. Elsewhere, Gea had just slapped two of her men who failed again for the umpteenth time. "You can't just kill a comatose person. Why would I pay you so much?" said Gea angrily. Rio and Jefri could only lower their heads in not daring to lift their heads. "Didn't you guys learn from the failure in that warehouse? Damn you. To be beaten by their men, it's a shame." The two men just looked down. "And tomorrow, he will be transferred. Your chance is left tomorrow. If you fail, we don't have another chance, make sure tomorrow you can kill him Valentino," said Gea coldly. "Okay, boss," replied Rio and Jefri simultaneously. Gea sighed in annoyance and then pushed the two men away. She quickly took a painkiller from her small bag. When annoyed that t
That morning Gea's men failed to kill Valentino again because they were fooled by the car that brought them. Gea could only contain her anger because that morning she had to teach on campus. There's no way she'd be angry on campus. If she lost control of herself, of course she would be fired. She wouldn't risk her job for it. She just had to be more patient. After teaching, Gea had to rush into her room but was blocked by one of her students. Actually, it could be said, the girl didn't try to stop it but Gea felt that way. "Miss, may I interrupt your time for a moment?" Inka asked quietly. Gea wanted to say 'No', but she certainly couldn't so she finally answered, "Yes. Is there anything I can help you with, Inka?" Actually this... the most important thing was how she could earn money for her beloved daughter. "Ah, sorry Miss. It's not about my studies," replied Inka nervously. Gea raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Then what about?" Inka glanced right to left and then asked in
"Still asking? Of course you are," said Vesa casually. Derrick glared at his friend and immediately gave Vesa a light smack on the right arm. The two of them ended up hitting each other and Ruslan didn't want to interfere with the jokes of the two friends. Ruslan looked far away. Suddenly he remembered something. Such a joke. A friendship like that, he had seen before. The old man sighed heavily. "Hopefully your fate will not be like that of Tuan Besar and Tuan Agusta," said Ruslan slowly when he saw the two young men had entered their respective rooms. Of course, it reminded him of the friendship that existed between Valentino and Agusta. Agusta recognized Valentino at that time and even ended up helping him by risking his life. Sadly, luck was not on his side. Agusta was found murdered a few months after helping him. It was a very heavy blow for Valentino because for him, Agusta was the only friend he trusted besides Aryan. Valentino at that time felt very devastated because he
"That's it, no need to talk about it anymore. Why are you taking the afternoon class?" Inka asked again. They were alone in the corner where the drink machines were lined up neatly, so Inka felt more comfortable talking to him. "Huh, I guess you know I'm like some of them," Vesa said. Inka raised an eyebrow in confusion, "Hm. What should I know?" "Oh, no. It doesn't matter," Vesa replied quickly. He thought seeing Inka's reaction it seemed that the girl didn't know that he was a billionaire's child, most of the students on his campus were talking about him. "Ah, I know. I know. I heard the rumors. There's a super billionaire kid who just moved here. Is that you?" Inka asked calmly. Vesa turned around in surprise, why the girl's reaction was even normal. No more curiosity or even surprise or anything. The girl's face looked flat and calm as if the fact that Vesa was the heir to the famous billionaire was not important and amazing. "Yes." Inka nodded. "But you don't look like a
"Why is Uncle so late to pick you up?" asked Inka pretending to be sulky. "Sorry, there was a little business. So how about it? Have you met your friend who didn't come on your birthday?" Stefan asked. He had already opened the door for Inka. Inka quickly got into the car and buckled her seatbelt properly before replying, "How did you know I was going to see him?" Stefan turned, "Of course I know. What is it that I don't know, dear?" Inka sneered, "I should have known if you could read other people's minds." Stefan chuckled, "You could see it on your face that night, kid. You wished for him to come but he couldn't come, of course you're going after him. So tell me, are you interested in him?" Inka suddenly turned to her uncle, "Can we go home now Uncle Stefan?" Stefan smiled and obeyed his favorite niece's wish but still didn't want to leave the topic, "Inka, I don't forbid you to date but before you choose someone, first introduce me. I don't want you to fall for useless men.
"How's Dad?" asked Vesa when he had just returned from campus. After cleaning himself up, he rushed to his father's room which had been arranged into a hospital room. All the equipment was complete and there were two nurses who look after him and a doctor who would regularly check on him twice a day. "Very well, Young Master." Ruslan answered. "No hand movement or anything?" Vesa asked the two nurses. "Not yet, sir." Vesa nodded. He wasn't disappointed. He could only believe that his father would open his eyes at the right time. "Okay, I'm going to my father's room," Vesa said and went straight down the stairs. He did not see the three friends who must be struggling with their respective college assignments. This week they did have quite a lot of tasks so he liked it or not they had to work extra hard to divide their time because they also had to work during the day. Vesa didn't mind being super busy and was happy about it. Even without him realizing it himself, he had started
Vesa Araya entered the meeting room first, waiting for all of his men to be there. The young man looked very calm and looked unreadable. When one by one the people were there, everyone couldn't help but be surprised to see the director who was already there enjoying his drink. Vesa took a sip of the drink every now and then while waiting for everyone to come. Some of them were wondering why the owner of their company asked them to attend the impromptu meeting. However, some of them seemed unconcerned and just came there without thinking anything. In other words, they just thought that the most likely heir to the company wanted to know more about the company. "What does he really want?" whispered one female manager to one of her friends who also served as another manager. "I don't know, I hope it's really important because otherwise I'll be very. He's been interrupting my work hours," he replied, also in a whisper. Andre and Cylla were already in the room with their usual haughty
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