Derrick White was so curious that he couldn't sleep thinking about Vesa's father who they couldn't find where he was. It feelt like something was wrong here. There was no way one could not be found in modern times like this. Everything was progressing, it should be easier to find people. "Is he not on the internet?" Derrick muttered to himself. His friends were asleep and all snoring. He started to get irritated as the three people who were sleeping like the dead grew louder with their snoring. Reluctantly, the young man who was currently wearing knee-length shorts got up from his bed. He decided to get out of his room and go for a walk alone. Truly Derrick was uncomfortable being alone in a strange place, but because boredom had almost made him want to jump off the top floor, he chose to throw the discomfort away. He walked down the hall in the hotel while occasionally looking in various directions. He saw some of the paintings on the walls and was amazed by them. He was very i
"I'm sorry, you have to sign first if you want to borrow the magazine," the librarian said. Derrick was dumbfounded. He glanced at his right hand which was currently holding the business magazine. He smiled apologetic and finally followed the employee and filled out the loan list and signed his signature. "Is it done?" Derrick asked, who couldn't wait to run to the room where he was staying. "Sure. You have to return it before you check out," the stiff clerk said and Derrick quickly nodded. "Thank you," the young man said. He immediately sped off after saying goodbye to the officer who just shook his head at the behavior of the young man who he thought was very strange. Derrick impatiently pressed the elevator button while occasionally glancing again at the magazine he was holding tightly as if it were a magazine that was very precious to him. "Oh, Vesa. You'll have to thank me later," he muttered proudly. Derrick collided with someone while getting out of the elevator. "
"Okay, there's no other way. I think that's all we can do for now," Vesa said. "But, Vesa. Why can't you just be honest with your father? How about you just tell him that you're in Indonesia now? I'm sure your father couldn't refuse to see you," Lucas said. Vesa bit his lower lip. "I don't know if that's a good idea," Vesa replied. "Why is that? Wouldn't it be better if you asked him directly so we don't have to go here and there looking for him?" Vesa shook his head, "It's just that I feel my father will be angry after I follow him here." Lay joined in the conversation, "But Vesa, won't it be the same later you will find out. Tomorrow you will also meet him, you went there to look for him and ask him right? So why cover it up again?" Derrick White who saw Vesa looking confused finally spoke again, "Actually I don't think there's anything wrong with you contacting him directly. Anyways you're going to meet him, delaying telling him I think will just make you more troubles
Valentino arrived at the cemetery with a bouquet of flowers for his beloved wife who had left him almost twenty years ago. He placed the flower on the grave of his wife's grave and then he sat cross-legged. The man always did that when he visited his wife. "I'm here again, Ferisha. And I have to apologize again for not being able to take our son with me." The man was silent for a moment before then looked up at the clear sky. "Would you mind patiently waiting for him to come here? In a moment, Ferisha. I will bring him here after he turns twenty," Valentino said as if Ferisha could hear him speak. Valentino looked sadly at the photo of his wife there. He sighed sadly. No one knew how helpless he was when one by one the people around him leave him. Moreover, his wife also went and made him have to live alone. After feeling enough to let go of his longing for his wife, Valentino straightened up as if he had regained his strength. When he heard that his son was lying and there was no
"Okay, you can come in," said the security guard because he honestly couldn't bear to see the four young men who he thought looked like good kids. Vesa was excited and said, "Thank you, Sir." Derrick was delighted and so were the twins. "But. Only you and you can enter," said the security guard pointing at Vesa and Derrick. The twins immediately pouted, "Why is that?" They asked simultaneously making the security guard surprised. Truly a pair of compact twins, he thought. "Yeah, why can't they come in, Sir?" asked Vesa. "Look at their clothes!" said the security guard lazy. Derrick smiled knowingly at last. "What's with our clothes?" Lucas asked. Derrick tried to be patient then said, "You guys are wearing shorts." Lay and Lucas looked at each other and finally could only accept it. "You guys wait on the other side," said Derrick. He didn't want the twins to get lost or lost. The twins then walked away. "Come on, I'll take you two," said the security guard. Derrick and Ves
Vesa and Derrick immediately stood up because they were too shocked. The woman looked angrily at the two guards who were only quite surprised. "What are you waiting for? Get them out of here!" snapped Lusi. Verlyta bit her lower lip because she felt it was wrong to let the two young men in. The two guards walked towards the confused Derrick and Vesa. Vesa who didn't want to be kicked out immediately said, "No, please. Wait a minute!" One of the guards started tugging at Vesa and Derrick had even managed to pull it off. "No. You can't kick me out of here, I want to meet the owner of this company. You can tell him if Vesa Araya wants to meet him," Vesa said quickly. Lusi who ignored the youth and started walking back to her room stumbled upon hearing that. "Araya?" Lucy repeated in surprise. Hearing the name 'Araya' being called, the guard froze in place and didn't dare touch him. "I am Vesa Araya, a son of Valentino Araya," said Vesa, making everyone in the room silent. But the
Vesa Araya was confused. He realized that he did not have much evidence to show that he was indeed the son of the billionaire who owned that company. His father never told much about his life, even Vesa could say he was blind about his father. He started to think that maybe he was not Valentino Araya's biological child. That possibility was quite plausible given the fact that he had just come across that no one in the country knew that Valentino had a living son, almost twenty years old. Vesa grabbed his own hair because he was too confused. He was increasingly unsure of himself. However, when he looked in the mirror near the waiting sofa, he felt similar to his father. He was like his father's duplicate only in a younger version. Didn't his grandmother and grandfather always say how much he resembled his father? So it's impossible if he's not Valentino's son? No. He must be Valentino's son. He was sure again. "My passport. My passport has my name. Vesa Araya," said Vesa. Lusi lo
Vesa was stunned. He was shocked and didn't think that someone would ask him that directly. "Do you know my father?" asked Vesa hopefully. The woman stared intently at Vesa but then she flashed a regretful smile. "Not really. Come on, who doesn't know the most successful businessman in this country?" said the woman. Vesa, who had just been a little hopeful, was starting to get disappointed again. "But I never knew he had a son. And you look so much like him like a betel nut cut in half when he was young," the woman said. Vesa again felt sick to hear that. Was he so embarrassing that his father didn't want to tell the world he had a son? But suddenly Vesa looked at the woman with a questioning look. "You know when my father was young too?" The woman smiled faintly, "Of course. How can I not know? He used to be very famous in his thirties. He's been on the news a lot. Very successful handsome rich businessman. Many women have been after him since his wife died. But sadly nothing c