Chapter 6. Still in Question

"Thank you, uncle Yosef." Aditya said to Yosef:.

"No need to be shy, young master," Yosef replied, and he went to the side of his leader's desk to clean up the files prepared for Aditya's study.

"Congratulations, young master, for your current position. At your young age, you have to carry out such a heavy task, but don't worry, we will help you if you find it difficult." Mr. Weber congratulated her and offered to help.

"Yes, young master, anything you want to ask, please don't hesitate; ask us." Mr. Abraham said.

"Thank you, gentlemen; of course I need your cooperation because I'm still blind to this leadership thing. If it weren't for my father suddenly having an accident yesterday, maybe today Yaya wouldn't have to be here." Aditya replied with a polite smile.

"That means you were born in New Zealand, young sir, but your language is so fluent that there's no accent?" asked Mr. Weber with a probing look.

Aditya knew that the arrival of Mr. Weber and Mr. Abraham was just to test him. Aditya knew that his current status was still questionable, even among the two elders of this company.

"Yes, I was born there, sir, but after I was ten years old, my mother brought Daya home. Since then, I have had to live in hiding, but Daya enjoyed a wonderful childhood with my nanny. Mom and Dad let me play and go to school anywhere; of course, my identity had to be hidden at that time." Aditya replied, explaining his life.

Both parents nodded, although they still didn't seem to believe Aditya's words 100 percent.

"Oh yes, sir, what about the leader? What's going on with him now?" Mr. Abraham asked.

"Dad is still critical; if you want to come see him, you can come with me later, after I get home from work. How about it?" replied Aditya, who then invited them if they wanted to see his father.

"Oh, really? May I, sir?" Mr. Abraham asked excitedly.

"Of course, sir, mom and dad always said that you two are the people they respect the most, so in terms of the company, I can ask for help from both of you. I didn't invite both of you for this, so that you both know my father's current condition." Aditya replied convincingly.

"Yes, of course, young master, you can ask us anything in the future; your respect will be remembered forever; the leader is a good person; if I remember again, so many of my favors towards your grandfather and father; I am so happy if I can see his current state." Mr. Abraham said.

Aditya smiled; he didn't care if these two parents praised his father exorbitantly, because all he knew was that his father was still the bad guy in his life. He didn't even care if his father had to die right now. But for a moment, he thought, because the faces of Mrs. Sandra and his mother flashed in his head, how sad the two women would be if the old man, who was his father, had to die this quickly and be killed anyway. His life would be miserable because he had to continue his leadership. "Oh no, I think you should live for another five thousand years so as not to torment me and my mother." Aditya said to himself.

"Young master, Mr. Benny and Mr. Billy would like to see you; how about it?" Uncle Joseph's question woke up Aditya's reverie.

"Oh, please, uncle, just tell me I have a guest, maybe tomorrow." Aditya replied indifferently.

"Alright, young sir, then I'll schedule your guest list from now on." I asked Uncle Yosef as he prepared to write something down.

"Okay, it's up to Uncle how good it is." Aditya replied again.

Mr. Weber and Mr. Abraham cleared their throats and looked at each other. They considered Aditya's attitude so firm that so far no one has dared to refuse a guest; whoever it was, if the leader received it, he would definitely try to meet him even though he was very busy, and Aditya did not care about their assessment. However, Mr. Weber was flattered that Aditya had the courage to refuse another guest while still chatting with him.

"Well, young sir, you seem to be very busy; it's your first day, sir. Please don't make anyone angry just yet." said Mr. Weber, then chuckled.

"What does that mean, sir?" Aditya didn't understand what Mr. Weber was saying.

"I mean, your uncles outside must be furious that you won't receive them." Mr. Weber replied.

"Oh, don't worry, sir; all my guests are equal; no one is favored; they should wait if I'm receiving other guests; I don't think it's polite to barge in like that." Asked Aditya.

Mr. Weber and Mr. Abraham just nodded in agreement with Aditya's words.

"Am I wrong, gentlemen?" I asked Aditya again.

"Oh sure, young master, your treatment and attitude are correct, so... what time do we go to your father's place, sir?" Answered Mr. Abraham, who then asked something else.

"Oh, probably in the afternoon, after work, Mr. Abraham, around five o'clock, I'll come down; you wait downstairs in case I'm late; we'll go together; right now I have to look at my father's notebook and other schedules." Aditya replied.

The two parents nodded, then said goodbye to Aditya so that he could continue with his activities. After Mr. Weber and Mr. Abraham left, Aditya plopped down on a chair and let out a long sigh. It had been an exhausting and frustrating day for him. If it wasn't for his mother and Mrs. Sandra, he wouldn't have done all this. The thing he hated was working in an office like this because it was time-bound and he didn't feel free anymore.

Uncle Yosef, who saw Aditya's laziness, immediately told him that Aditya's attitude could destroy everything. That's why Aditya must be serious about carrying out this task.

"Your father is a formidable philanthropist; he fought hard to take over your grandfather's company that was on the verge of collapse until he had the most shares in this company, but his struggle was not enough; maybe until he has one hundred percent of the shares, then the enemies will stop bothering him." Said uncle Yosef.

"It's none of my business, uncle, and I'm not sympathetic to it." Aditya replied curtly.

"Sorry, young master, you just need to know that what you are doing is only for you, for your future." Uncle Yosef said it again.

"No need to defend him, uncle; you're the same; weren't you the one who had a hand in driving me and my mother away like dogs?" I asked Aditya with a slight snort, looking very annoyed.

"I'm sorry, young master, if the wound is still lingering in your heart until now, but believe me, it's all for your good; you will regret hating the great master if you know the truth later." Uncle Joseph replied.

Aditya was silent, wondering if it was true that he would regret it. Can he forgive him?