"I just want to check on their condition, nothing more," Devan said and imdiately headed to the second floor.
Erik wanted to follow Devan but his steps stopped, his cell phone suddenly rang. Seeing the na on the screen of his cellphone, he imdiately turned around and walked away from there.
"Hello," said Erik, taking the call.
"What is the information do you have?" he asked again. The man who contacted him is one of his friends who is currently in Indonesia. Not only that, but the man was also one of Aaron's subordinates.
A few days ago when Aaron visited Indonesia with so people, the man ordered half of the people he was with to stay in Indonesia.
Just in case he missed sothing or forgot sothing important in the country. Yes, he always has a habit like this every ti he visits a country. Ask so of his people to stay in the country for about one to two weeks.
And this ti his peoples are still in Indonesia. Coincidentally Aaron wants to investigate how his nephew's life was during the country, also about her relationship with Devan.
"Have you got all the things Mr. Devan asked for?" asked Erik.
"No, I an not all of them," ca the reply from the other end.
"Then why are you calling now?"
"There is sothing very important you must tell Mr. Aaron. It is very urgent."
"Ha?"
"I'm serious."
"Say what is it?" Erik asked, one eyebrow raised.
"You rember when you asked to find out about Mr. Devan, right?"
"Yeah, right. Why?"
"Is it true that the man you are referring to is the leader of the D.A group?" asked the man.
"Is my question less clear right now?" sarcasm Erik.
"I just wanted to make sure again.
"You're too long-winded, if it's important say it imdiately. If not, I'd better end it, you've wasted my ti," Erik said again with a rough sigh.
"Wait, listen to first," replied the man on the other end, his voice slightly higher than before.
"Now look at trending news in Indonesia, not only in Indonesia but trending news in Asia," he added.
Hearing that, Erik imdiately obeyed his friend's words. Browsing the search engine on his cellphone, and found it, only glanced at it and the man's jaw tightened.
Even though this was none of his business, for so reason he also felt a little emotion churning within him.
"Have you seen it?" a voice ca from the other end of the phone after a few minutes of silence.
"Yes," he answered briefly and imdiately hung up the phone unilaterally.
With wide strides, Erik headed for the elevator and pressed the button marked with the number three.
While on the other hand, Aaron who was still struggling with the files in front of him was suddenly startled by a knock on his study door.
And at the sa ti, the door opened wide revealing Erik, his assistant'.
"Sorry to interrupt your ti, sir," said Erik while bowing a little lower as a sign of apology, even though Aaron had asked him not to do things like that, but Erik didn't heed and did it anyway.
"No problem, what's wrong?" asked Aaron stopping his activities for a mont, removing the glasses perched on his nose on the table while leaning his body on his chair.
"Looks like you should see this," Erik said again and walked over while turning on his cell phone, intending to show him what he had just seen.
"What's that?" Aaron's brow furrowed with his eyebrows knit together in confusion, but it only lasted a few seconds and a rapid change in expression could be found on his face.
His hands were clenched into fists, his face was flushed with clenched jaws.
It was only natural for Aaron to react that way because what he had just seen was the news that Devan's marriage to a woman nad Byanca would take place within two weeks from now.
Even the news of the family of Atmadja along with the family of the prospective bride was included in the news.
Aaron imdiately returned Erik's cell phone roughly, sitting up straight with both hands supporting his head, trying to calm himself down.
Looking at the ti of the news release, it was a few hours ago.
Who doesn't know Devan Atmadja? A man who beca the heir of D.A group, the second-largest position in Asia. Especially the dia that often gives news about it, whatever it is, including small things.
It can be said almost, every day, but lately, the news about Devan Atmdja seems to have disappeared from the dia.
No one expected that after disappearing, the man returned with big news and manage to shock the virtual world in less than twenty-four hours.
Aaron stayed motionless in his position for a few minutes, heard trying to catch his breath as the emotions nearly overtook him.
Erik who was next to him just stood. still, waiting for Mr. Aaron to give further instructions, but after a while, the man near him didn't show any response.
"Should I throw Mr. Devan out of this house, sir?" asked Erik.
"For tonight, let him, Devan is my guest," Aaron replied, then slowly lowered his hands, and leaned back in the chair trying his best to normalize his feelings.
Because he knew very well, acting in anger was not a good thing. "Okay, I will do as you say, sir" replied Erik imdiately.
"Where is he now? Is he asleep?" Aaron asked again, glancing at the luxurious clock hanging on the wall not far from him.
"Not yet sir. Looks like Mr. Devan is currently eting with Miss Claire," Erik replied.
"How do you know?" Aaron asked again, turning to the man standing beside him.
"A little while ago, Mr. Devan said he wanted to visit his son's room, as well as Miss Claire's room, sir," Erik answered imdiately.
Hearing that, a harsh sigh could be heard escaping from between Aaron's lips.
"Okay, you can go out now.. I want to be alone," said Aaron.
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