Capítulo 10: Ballroom Hotel
Work ?" ask Laras
"Yes, the technician works at this hour, how can you fix the air conditioner if there are still people working, it will be disturbed"
"Alone ?"
"No, I'm with friends too, but you've already gone upstairs, you work here, it's good, isn't it?"
Laras did not answer, but his eyes continued to stare intently at her young brother, the expensive dress was ringing in her brain again.
People like us will never get fifteen million rupiah, no matter how hard we work.
"I go first," Aldi said as he walked past her, carrying a large bag. She entered the office excitedly, an office with many floors, and no matter which floor her young brother had to work on, Laras could see her young brother's back slowly drifting away, her heart sinking.
In this world, many people label prices, whether for goods, food, drinks, or people.
How many are there?
What will the cost of my label be ?
****
A ballroom hotel is a large room that is one of the special services offered by a hotel due to its function and luxurious design.
I took Rafan hand as soon as we arrived at the magnificent and luxurious hotel's lobby, the first time I saw a situation like this, the security guards smiled while inviting us to enter the venue where the event was currently taking place, Seno followed while holding Rafan stick in his hand.
Magnificent and luxurious!
I can't stop staring at the flash of crystal-studded chandeliers that illuminate this ballroom, the scent of flowers is so fragrant that I smell it because it's luxurious, there are many real flowers that decorate this party, expensive dresses and coats are attached to all invited guests, women beautiful and elegant, as well as a successful man with all his luxury, everything is clearly visible here.
What should I do in this situation?
Since getting into Rafan's luxury car until now, Laras' heart hasn't stopped beating. She looks at her boss, who now emits no aura or response whatsoever. Calm down.... that's all Laras can see from the look on her face.
"We've arrived, sir," Laras said quietly next to his ear.
Rafan nodded briefly before calling out to Seno, who was standing directly behind him. "Laras, Seno, and I will meet someone first, please enjoy this party, after I'm done I will call you, so don't silence your cellphone," Rafan said, which surprised Laras, but her tried to be normal and let go of Rafan's hand to give it to him. Seno.
Laras was alone, standing in the middle of a crowd of invited guests he didn't even know whose party this was; his eyes looked around, but he recognized none of their faces.
Where have you gone?
Several people were staring at her and her face was worried and stiff, as if her was afraid of success, which made people look at her with suspicion, at a grand party that should be happy, but why is that woman so worried and afraid? Maybe that's what those who saw Laras were thinking.
Her saw a door, but Laras kept walking towards it, to be honest, struggling in a place where many people were not his style, that feeling of inferiority and awkwardness did not seem to want to disappear from within Laras, so maybe the only way is to escape, find a comfortable place for himself, and Laras chooses to towards a small door that is tightly closed, opens it, and a small path leading to the towalkilet is seen, in the restroom, whether male or female.
"She'll be waiting here," Laras reasoned.
Laras stood there, waiting for Rafan to contact him in a towering black gown that made Laras feel suffocated because there was no air conditioning or air conditioning like in the room.
***
"Greetings, Young Master Rafan."
Seno and Rafan shook hands with the people they met there, and the owner of the party, who was now bravely and powerfully standing in the middle, smiled at the two of them.
"Where is Mr. Nareswara, and why isn't your father here?" he inquired of Rafan.
"He is at house, he is not allowed to come and congratulate you on your success; I hope the party goes well," Rafan replied, prompting the old man to smile happily and nod his head.
"How are you doing, son? Are you content with your current situation?"
"All right, all right," Rafan replied flatly, prompting the old man to nod stiffly and smile faintly, as if he was aware of Rafan's current transformation.
"Would you like some wine?" he inquired, attempting to lighten the atmosphere. "You came by yourself?" he inquired once more.
"No, my secretary is standing by."
After that, there were no more questions; the old man summoned the waiter and requested a glass of wine for Rafan, Seno, and himself.
"Toast!" he exclaimed, and the three men began to assemble the glasses, making a lovely sound until they began to drink the red wine.
Following a toast, several men suddenly approached them, doing the same thing Rafan had done earlier, and then the men's gaze turned to Rafan and Seno, watching them from head to toe.
"Rafan?" asked a man in a blue coat, his eyebrow raised and his face arrogant when he looked at Rafan.
"Wey... it's great that you can come here, dare," he said again, this time with a contemptuous lopsided smile.
"Rafan, how are you?" said another man who was now standing next to a foreign man who had called him, and he, too, looked at Rafan with arrogance.
Rafan snorted, then lifted one corner of his lips, prompting Seno, who was standing next to his boss, to look at him with concern.
"Okay, since you're visiting a human party rather than a beast party, why should you be afraid to enter it?" Rafan responded as if mocking the men's words.
"Ekhmm! How are you doing, son? What happened to your father? "enquired the old man who had appeared to mediate with them prior to the war.
"Yes, you're right, there's nothing to be afraid of, except when you make a mistake," said the man, who appeared to ignore the person next to him's question.
Rafan didn't move, but the look in his eyes and fists showed how upset he was. Rafan's words did not sit well with him.
"Rafan, Vano, how's your business?" asked the man again, purposefully diverting the two of them's conversation.
The man named Vano kept his gaze fixed on Rafan, who stood in front of him. "All right uncle, very good because I see potential opportunities for the company!" Vano responded emphatically, emphasizing the word Seeing as he kept staring at Rafan with his cold smile.
Seno, he is the one who knows what to do, especially when he sees his boss's face, Vano and Rafan should not meet, these two lions should not be close to each other, let alone stare like this, because there will undoubtedly be a war drum.
"Even though I can't see, everything is safe under my control, everything is under control, including my company," Rafan said this time, raising his head and looking ahead.
Even after many years of working for Mr. Nareswara's company, I still don't understand what sparked the feud between the two businessmen's children.
"That's great, I'm so proud of you two."
The two of them didn't budge, just stared at each other coldly like a very cold iceberg, each with their own strengths, standing firmly with prestige and arrogance that didn't want to be defeated, leaving those around them to just watch, unsure what to do.
Estado de energía semanal
-- Ranking de
Poder 
-- Piedra de
Poder