"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
André paled. The young man was too shocked to think. "Cylla, what did you say?" asked Andre in confusion. Cylla did not look at her lover and instead continued to say, "I was ordered to help make false reports and also change most of the reports, Sir." Andre just stood up, "CYLLA!" The man shouted loudly, Vesa Araya said, "Calm down, Mr. Andre. Let's hear Miss Cylla's explanation first, please sit back!" Andre remained adamantly standing staring intently at the woman who warmed his bed. Vesa said, "Sit down, Mr. Andre!" The young man's words sounded firm and so undeniable that Andre couldn't help but sit back in his place holding back the anger that was about to explode. "Continue, Miss Cylla!" Vesa ordered calmly.Everyone in the room could only be silent at the sight of Vesa's aura that looked more and more similar to her father's. However, the difference was that they could see that Vesa Araya was much more deadly than her father.His firm demeanor as well as his ingenuity. S
After taking care of that, Vesa entered his study followed by his three best friends. "Verylta, please make us some fresh drinks," Vesa asked her secretary who answered with a small nod. The young girl became even more fascinated by the young leader. She really never thought that the young man who was almost the same age as her could become such a resolute and authoritative leader like before. Vesa loosened his tie and took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. He turned to his friends who were smiling broadly at him. The handsome young man said, "I was nervous earlier." Their laughter broke in an instant. Derrick responded, "I know. But don't worry, maybe it's only people who know you closely if you were nervous. Is not it? You don't know, do you?”Derrick turned to the twins who had already seated themselves on the soft sofa in Vesa's room.“Yes. I didn't even see the slightest error. You're very convincing," Lay said.Lucas very excitedly said, "You didn't see how they looked
Even though Alex didn't like the young man he was helping at all, he couldn't bear to let someone who had just fallen down the stairs be left alone. He wasn't a bad person, he emphasized that to himself. "Or do you want me to take you to the campus medical center?" offered Alex again. Vesa who had started to feel that the pain in his head was starting to go away immediately replied, "No. I'm fine. Thank you for helping me." Alex frowned in disbelief, "Are you sure you're okay? You look really pale and it's bleeding on your forehead. You must have hit it when you fell earlier." Vesa touched his forehead and sure enough there was blood on his hand. "It's okay, I'll treat it at home," said Vesa again.Alex sighed wearily, then the man took out a handkerchief and gave it to Ves. He said, "Wipe your blood." Vesa once said, "Thank you." Alex was still waiting and watched Vesa wipe his forehead. Then feeling he'd been there too long, Alex said, "I'm leaving now. There's class. And be
Vesa was driving the car alone. Actually he was hesitant at first but after convincing himself that he should start knowing the area he currently lived in, he was determined. Jakarta was indeed very large and he felt very lucky because Inka's house was quite easy to find. Before he left earlier, he had a heated argument with Ruslan who didn't want to let him go without bodyguards. However, after Vesa convinced the old man, Ruslan finally gave in. Ruslan was forced to let his young master go alone but on the condition that the car was equipped with GPS so that Ruslan could find out his whereabouts. Vesa, who didn't want to argue, finally complied with Ruslan's wishes. After parking the car, Vesa was immediately greeted by Inka, who this time seemed to be wearing fresh homely clothes. The girl was wearing a gray t-shirt and knee-length jeans. "Welcome to my house," said Inka happily. "It's huge," Vesa said innocently. Inka turned her head, "This is too big to be called a house. It
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