Even without Vesa answering his question, Derrick actually already knew that the answer to his question was 'Yes'. They were absolutely one of the causes of Verlyta's death. Vesa Araya even could only stare blankly ahead. This incident shook his soul. This was too shocking for him. It never crossed his mind that the little terror he sent to a young girl his age would encourage Verlyta to take her own life. He didn't mean to make Verlyta kill herself. That's not what he wanted. Not that. He seemed to be trying to scream out words that would make him feel better but unfortunately that didn't seem to work. "Derrick, we're on our way." Derrick turned his head, immediately understanding what Vesa meant. The two of them were accompanied by Ruslan and some bodyguards to the funeral home. Verlyta's body had been brought home by Andi and will be buried soon. When Vesa came, not a few people were very surprised by the arrival of the young leader who was not in the office that day. Andi imm
"Why are you holding me back? He's been very rude, Derrick," said Vesa angrily disapproved of after his best friend dragged his away from the Verlyta family's house. "Because you can make a fuss in there, Vesa," Derrick replied casually. Vesa punched the wall. "But she has gone too far, Derrick. She calmly asked if my father was still alive or not. She ... Arggghh. I should have just killed her," said Vesa desperately. Derrick understood, of course he understood that Vesa's anger was unstoppable. "I know, Vesa." "You don't know, Derrick," Vesa argued. "No, I know. Vesa, listen. She's purposely angering you. She wants you to look bad in front of everyone including Mr. Andi. If you lost control earlier, Mr. Andi might think that you are the real cause of his daughter's suicide, Vesa." Vesa looked up, "I don't care." "But I do care. Think carefully. This is what the sly woman wanted. He wants you to look bad in front of everyone, Vesa," Derrick continued. "This is going to be b
At that moment, Vesa immediately ordered Ruslan to prepare his father's private jet so he could immediately return to England. "Sorry, Young Master. I can't accompany you. I have to take care of Tuan Besar," said Ruslan when Vesa was getting ready to get into the jet. Vesa nodded without saying a word and went straight into the jet. Derrick said, "Don't worry, Uncle. I'll take care of him." Ruslan smiled, full of gratitude, "Take care of my Young Master, Young Master White." Derrick hugged Ruslan, "Uncle don't say that, Vesa is my best friend. I will definitely take care of her." "Thank you, Young Master," Ruslan said, trying to smile. "No need to thank me, Uncle. It is my duty. Take good care of yourself Uncle and also Uncle Valentino. Me and Vesa go first," said Derrick. Ruslan nodded and let the two young people go. Actually, it was very difficult for Ruslan to let Vesa and Derrick go alone and accompanied by four bodyguards. However, because he couldn't leave Valentino alon
"Who says you never win, Vesa? Who says you always lose?" asked Derrick looking into his frantic friend. Vesa chuckled, a laugh that clearly implied deep pain, "Me." "Derrick, come on. You're friends with me out of pity right? I'm too pathetic. Aren't you, dear Young Master White?" continued Vesa. Derrick wanted to hit Vesa's head to get his best friend's brain straight. "Stop it!" snapped Derrick angrily. Derrick sighed in exasperation. How he was now so angry because Vesa was starting to mess up again. "Don't say anything else because the more you make noise, the more annoyed I get at hearing it," said Derrick again. Vesa giggled in amusement, "Derrick. You ...." "Shut up or I'll gag you, Vesa Araya," Derrick threatened. Vesa was silent. He then leaned back in the passenger seat and didn't say anything else. Derrick, who had noticed Vesa's emotions had decreased or rather he forced Vesa to get rid of his emotions, then started to speak. "You're wrong." Vesa turned his hea
Vesa stared in amazement at Alea Green who smiled kindly at him. He turned to look at Derrick who was standing right beside him. Derrick just blinked one eye and whatever that meant, Vesa didn't know. "Here, my condolences, Vesa," said Alea nervously as she handed the daisy flower to Vesa. Still amazed, Vesa nodded and took the flower. However, out of courtesy, Vesa said quietly, "Thank you for coming." Alea smiled awkwardly again and replied, "I'll be there." Vesa nodded. As soon as Alea left, Vesa immediately pointed at Derrick with a question, "Derrick, am I dreaming?" Derrick rolled his eyes in disgust, "Want me to hit your head?" "Then why is Alea Green being nice to me?" Derrick said, "You are smart but in terms of romance it is zero." Vesa embraced Derrick, "Explain in human language, Derrick!" Derrick tried to free himself but to no avail, Vesa hugged him tightly "What language do you think we spoke, Vesa Araya?" "Hurry up, I'm an impatient person, Derrick." "Wrong,
Derrick got his father's car keys from his mother who happened to be in the parking lot. "Get out of here, you two!" shouted Fransisca White to Derrick and Vesa. "Mom, come on!" asked Derrick. Fransisca shook her head, "I have to accompany your father, Derrick. You go with Vesa." The three of them dodged someone who shot them several times. Fransisca then threw the unknown person with a bowl and luckily her throw hit the shooter's target. "Now, go. Take Vesa away, Derrick. Don't contact anyone except Ruslan and the Greens," Fransisca ordered. "Green?" repeated Derrick confused. Fransisca then gave way to the two young men to leave. "Auntie," Vesa called. "Go, son. You're not safe here. All the shooters are targeting you, hurry up and go with Derrick," said Fransisca quickly while throwing stones at all the shooters who intended to approach them. "Derrick, hurry!" Fransisca shouted in fear.Vesa could not step his away from there. Derrick stubbornly dragged Vesa away from ther
Because of that scream, an assailant who felt very disturbed finally fired a bullet that was aimed at Fransisca. The middle-aged woman suddenly lost her life right then and there. The bullet landed perfectly on Fransisca's chest. "Boss, why do you kill her? Isn't our target only Vesa Araya?" asked one of them. Someone called the boss was suddenly furious, "You know who she is?" The person who asked the question shook his head. The Boss snorted, "Those are Derrick White's parents, the people who helped Vesa escape. And these two have also helped Vesa escape from here. If it weren't for them, we would have killed that Billionaire Son just now." "But he was shot earlier, boss. He was shot," said the young man with a slightly excited expression. The boss immediately slapped him really hard, "Shot but managed to escape. You idiot!" The person immediately looked down. "Come on, let's meet the Commander first," said the person called by the boss. "Organize everything, don't let the po
"Because they won't be looking for us there, Derrick," Alea said seriously. Derrick's brow furrowed in confusion and before he could ask again, Alea had already said again, "They know I brought you guys. So, they will most likely be looking in towns that have something to do with my family right?" Derrick thought for a moment, "That's true." "Yes, that's true. It's safest to avoid them as much as possible and that means we have to go to a place where they can't guess," Alea answered firmly. Derrick nodded, "Since when were you this smart?" Alea growled in annoyance, she knew Derrick was just teasing her but she was still annoyed. Why did it have to be in front of Vesa? However, it looked like Alea didn't have time to respond to Derrick's words so she prefered to concentrate on driving the car. Saving Vesa was more important, then Alea thought while occasionally glancing through the rearview mirror. Vesa was getting weaker, he knew that. Derrick also didn't stop checking Vesa's
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