Stealing The Wife's First Kiss

[FLASHBACK Chapter 135, Circle]

"Andos, schedule me to meet Lesmana". The elder commanded.

_Lesmana needs to get additional shares of Wenceslas Delivery because of his daughter_

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"Why did you give all of Wenceslas Delivery's assets to me?". Lesmana felt that Wiryo's actions were too much this time. Aruna's father became suspicious. A secretary who had been close to his master for many years knew very well that his master's movements and decisions always had an underlying background.

"I just need to thank you and your daughter". Wiryo answered. The old man's way of speaking was a little different when he was in front of his former aide who was also his personal secretary at that time. Someone he always talked to heart to heart and earned his trust more than anyone. Because he was a good man who was always loyal to his master.

"You make me even more convinced that something bad has happened to my daughter". Lesmana knew Wiryo would return the help or loss of others by multiplying it. Although that person didn't feel harmed sometimes. That's how Wiryo was and Lesmana really understood it.

"I hope you won't take your daughter soon. My grandson still needs her a lot". Wiryo's words made Lesmana clasped his hands. Something must have happened to Aruna.

"So Aruna didn't just faint in the bathroom? Hmm.. I should've realized why my daughter was crying, wanting to go home". Not only his eyes were shaking, but his eyes also showed a tinge of anger. He realized that his daughter must've been in tremendous trouble, not just being found unconscious in the bathroom.

"You make me really want to take her. According to our last agreement, I can take my daughter at any time when she says she can't face your grandson. Facing her marriage". Lesmana added. He looked even more devastated.

He handed the little princess who knew nothing about how her new family lived. The Wenceslas family, who required each woman to live in a luxurious house which was just a camouflage of the way they were locked up unless they were strong enough to break the rules or make sure they were safe.

Lesmana had taught it all to Aliana but not to Aruna. The youngest was a sweet child who loved her father and mother so much. She rarely complained and demanded. Lesmana's red eyes brought tears to the corners of his eyes.

"I refuse your offer!". Those shocking words were affirmed by a father to a grandfather.

"Getting all Wenceslas Delivery assets isn't something I want if it's my own daughter at stake". For the first time, Lesmana didn't accept Wiryo's wishes just like that.

"Hmm.. I understand. But Hendra still needs his wife. I've tried to talk to him. He can't possibly let go of your daughter easily. Give him time".

"Until when?". Lesmana's question. Lesmana's question wasn't answered. Wiryo remembered his last fight with Hendra. The only grandchild who stubbornly defended his will.

This time, the heir defended his wife all-out. The grandfather remembered well how he was overthrown by resistance, including harsh words that Hendra had never shown before.

"Until he recovers. Until your grandson recovers. I think that's enough". Lesmana was saving his daughter. The common perception of a father who had sacrificed his daughter's youth and happiness for the sake of a nonsense promise.

"I'm sure it'll be tough for my grandson. But I also took your daughter. It must be very hard for you. Did you realize? This is the first time I see you angry with me. Even though you never show fiery emotions, I realize that now my good aide is no longer looking at his master". Wiryo sighed. It was a deep hoarse voice.

Subordinates, friends, maybe even brothers indirectly. He didn't look at him. Just like the way his daughter wasn't willing to look at him.

"This time, what I did was my right, Mr. Wiryo. Lesmana isn't Wiryo's secretary and not Wiryo's aide when he gave up his daughter. I hope you don't forget this agreement. Let me be a father completely. You failed to save your daughter. It doesn't mean I must fail to save my daughter too". Lesmana put pressure on every word.

No father wanted to see his daughter suffer. No father had the heart to destroy his own daughter's youth. No father was willing to give up his daughter to a man she didn't love. Especially someone with the post-traumatic syndrome.

"Saving your daughter?? I know you're angry, but I don't agree with your words. The thing that happened to your daughter, whether she was locked up or whatever. My grandson is the same as me. He won't do anything without an underlying background. Your daughter is also at fault here".

"I know my daughter, Mr. Wiryo". Lesmana no longer used the word 'master' for Wiryo.

"She's a good kid. She's obedient. You don't need to hold Aruna to make her obey your words!". His hands were showing his muscles. His voice wasn't harsh. His face didn't turn gloomy. But the snippets of the words of a father who wanted to protect his daughter sounded like smoldering fire.

"I don't want to reveal this. Expose your own daughter's disgrace. But you pushed me. Your daughter secretly met a young man at their wedding. Any man would feel hurt, including my poor grandson".

"The saying that you know everything is wrong. Aruna and Mahendra have a marriage contract. Don't you know that??".

It was as if Wiryo's heart stopped beating. The grandfather knew nothing at all.

"I believe it was their agreement that made my daughter dare to go that far with your grandson". Lesmana's words broke the heart of a grandfather.

"Your grandson is the same as you and my daughter is the same as me. We're not good at breaking things that are agreed upon. In fact, I'm very disappointed that my daughter is just played with". As hard as it was, a father who gave up his daughter hoped the little girl who grew up with hugs would be loved like a wife in a perfect marriage. Marriage contract or marriage agreement, whatever the term, which carried the agreement to end at a certain time was a bitter pill for the recipient. Of course, it had to be his daughter.

"It doesn't make sense if their contract or deal comes from my daughter".

Wiryo could only exhale and the old man closed his pitch-black eyes for a moment. He realized that Hendra, his own grandson, had made their marriage more complicated. From or without an agreement between the master and his aide.