BEHIND EMOTICONS LOVE 1515 (END OF LOVE STORIES)
EPS 79 DAWN ATTACK
EPS 79 DAWN ATTACK
Like a tortoise beating a rabbit in a race run because of his arrogance so he is negligent. With his rapid leap, the rabbit was able to leave the tortoise behind him. Looking at such a long distance and the steps of such a slow turtle, the rabbit felt it was certain he would win. But he has other plans. Towards the finish line the Rabbit stopped.
“I'll give the tortoise a chance to get ahead of me. Let him feel the victory he almost got before I snatch his dream,’ he said inwardly.
So he sat under a shady tree, waiting for the tortoise to come before him. But apparently it took a long time for the turtles to get to that place. While waiting for his opponent, the Rabbit leaned his head while petting a gentle breeze. No drowsiness came and he was sound asleep. When he woke up he found the turtle had reached the finish line.
“That is the image of an arrogant person who wastes the opportunities that are already in his grasp,” Subrata told Susan.
Susan smile.
“You're a good storyteller Subrata. Should be happy to have a father like you.”
“You're wrong Susan. It is precisely I who am very happy to have a child like him,” said Subrata.
His gaze glared far away staring at the glass wall that was in front of him.
“My son has the side of all the goodness of the world. He is an example of what is referred to as true kindness. You can even skin your sins one by one once you meet him.”
Susan listened in amazement.
“Is it true your son doesn't have the bad side of Subrata? Or are you just flattering her?”
“True Susan. Because the bad side is on me.”
Susan nodded her head.
“Then what's the problem? Your life is so perfect, having a faithful wife and a very good son. Why do you still need Marcon in your life?”
Subrata took a long breath.
“That's my lack side Susan,”
“What do you mean?”
“I failed to educate my son to be like me. Andika is not interested in the business world at all. He would rather devote his life in the pesantren by making a small clinic there.”
“Wow! Your son is a doctor?”
Subrata nodded his head.
“And he is not at all interested in your business empire?”
Subrata shook his head.
“Andika must be an alien, Subrata.”
Subrata smile.
“Maybe.”
Susan clenched her forehead. The girl was trying to link the pieces of Subrata's story. Then his eyes were perfectly rounded.
“So you mean, Marcon…? “ Susan's voice stopped in the middle of the road, apparently she was afraid of guessing wrong.
Subrata nodded his head.
“True. I did want to make Marcon my successor in Subrata’s Holding Company. I will make him crown prince of Subrata kingdom. Keep this kingdom alive, and hand it over to my descendants later. I'm sure among them there must be a talent like his grandfather.”
Susan froze at Subrata's words. Had there been any thunderous lightning present, it would not have shocked him beyond what he had just heard from the lips of the business empire owner Subrata’s Holding Company. Hundreds of its subsidiaries are spread across different countries and continue to move aggressively to seize market share of international trade. They controlled the mining, property, weapons, and telecommunications markets.
The assets of the companies owned by Subrata, according to Forbes magazine, are worth about 450 billion dollars, making Subrata the 4th richest person in the world. And Marcon Allpanigard will be the CEO or principal manager of Subrata's business empire? Wow, this is going to be a great collaboration.
“Pramono? He's just a loser hitching a ride on the wood that thrives. His only ability is to take advantage of people who are sick, like Marcon. But Pramono never had the initiative, not willing to take the risk. Such a human would never be number one.”
Susan nodded her head. He saw that handsome-looking middle-aged man. Waw! Waw! And there's always just the word Wow! By Subrata. His admiration was unstoppable, his desire soaring. Unknowingly the top lawyer in the country uncle Sam put his head on the chest Subrata field.
“Subrata, I want to make love to you,” whispered. “I'd willingly give up my most precious possession for you.”
Susan hugged the towering body tightly. Subrata smile. He returned the arms of the lawyer who had been America's most beautiful photomodel. Then kiss the tip of his head gently. Susan's hair was full of affection.
“It's early morning, Susan. My bodyguard will take you back to your home,” Subrata said.
Susan dipped her face deeper. Then nod his head. While wiping his tears he looked at Subrata's face.
“Iya. I understand Subrata, there is no woman you want more than Vania. She's a very lucky wife to have a man like you.”
Slowly Susan released her embrace from the charmed man's body. He looked at that handsome face while smiling embarrassedly. There was a red tinge on his face that was perfectly clear.
“Inspardon. I've embarrassed myself,” he said a little misbehaved.
Subrata nodded his head.
“Stay be Susan See who keeps her true love. Present your most precious possession only to the man who will become your husband.”
Susan wiped her tears, then hugged Subrata's body once more. This time, it was full of respect and affection.
“Thank you Subrata, tonight you have taught me a lot,” Susan said.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
I heard the door knock. Then the door opens. A bodyguard came in and asked Susan to follow him.
“Go home Susan. Thank you for coming too.”
Susan nodded her head. Giving a final smile, before he turned his body around and walked in the footsteps of the bodyguard. Subrata stared at her disappearance until the woman's body disappeared behind the elevator door. Then he walked back to the balcony. Enjoy the view of the stars from the top floor of the 450-meter-high Ritz Carlton Hotel.
Jegjegjegjeg!
Suddenly the sound of a helicopter breaking the silence of the night before that morning, Subrata sharpened his vision. An Apache attack helicopter suddenly emerges from the shadows of the skyscrapers. After weaving through the air and forming a semicircle, the super-advanced iron bird stopped right in front of the balcony where Subrata was standing.
Subrata put his hands in front of his face. The dazzling beam of light from the helicopter made his eyes unable to see clearly. For a moment he saw nothing. He shook his head. After that he looked back forward. Just then the pilot pressed the fire button on the panel board in front of him.
‘Wush!”
A highly accurate and high-powered Patriot missile is hurtling very fast. Directly to the balcony of his room. Subrata's eyes immediately slit. He could only see the missile hurtling right towards his body. And …..
A BLAR!