Being Proposed to By a Blind CEO

The journey of life will never be as smooth as the highway, there are always gaping holes in the middle of the road that make people sometimes experience what is called stumbling or even falling into that hole in the process of passing it.

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Belvina and Anggi had just returned from work on Friday afternoon, both of them were now in the apartment to simply rest their bodies in the living room of the apartment while looking at the television attached to the wall of the apartment. The two of them each brought instant noodles and green ice syrup to accompany watching television while chatting.

“Gi, I found the watch I’ve been looking for,” Belvina enthusiastically delivered the good news to Anggi who had just devoured her noodles. While chewing, he responded to Belvina’s words.

“Where did you meet?” asked Anggi.

“Under the mattress of this apartment,”

“Your mattress?”

“Yes, my mattress, not yours.”

“Haha, who knows, right?”

“Aish, no! I feel so guilty about Gifer for accusing him,”

“Relax, you didn’t accuse him directly, he doesn’t know anyway,”

“Yeah, too.”

“Vin, let’s go to Bekasi tomorrow for a vacation. We haven’t traveled around Jakarta so far. I want to go to Gedung Juang Bekasi. It’s a museum there too. After all, tomorrow is also a holiday, right?” The summoned one immediately stopped sipping on the instant noodles he was holding.

“Yes, indeed. But isn’t there only a children’s playground in Bekasi?”

“Nonsense, there are still good tourist attractions there. There’s also a market with good snacks too, Vin,”

“Seriously?” Anggi nodded.

“Yes seriously, two rius,”

“Well, who knows, there are two rius, three rius, and so on.”

“Where is there?”

“There is, if we organize it ourselves.”

“Then it won’t be finished, Anggi, Hahahahaha,”

“Hahahahaha.”

They both burst out laughing.

“Well, if you take me to the food market, it’s like you’re inviting me to give my body a break, Gi. It’s not like I’m on a diet. Hahahaha, especially since my faith is always tempted when it comes to food,” Belvina laughed when remembering herself who could not stand food.

“Hahahaha, that’s right, Vin. If possible, let’s go to Dufan when we have time,” Belvina widened her eyes in surprise.

“Uhuk, uhuk, uhuk!” She immediately picked up the green ice syrup on the table and drank it.

“You’re crazy! It’s a long way from Central Jakarta to Bekasi, Gi,” Belvina protested.

“It’s only 53 minutes,” Anggi protested back.

“Then don’t you count the trip from Bekasi to Dufan? I’m really tired on the way, Gi. Not to mention we have to find a place to stay later. Hah… it’s better if we decide where to stay first and book the train tickets. If everything is settled, then we’ll get ready,”

“Alright, I’ll book the tickets, so we can leave tomorrow right away,”

“Haha, ok, ready.”

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In a river with a high bridge, there was a man who was still walking with his cane in an uncertain direction. He had taken a bus and asked to be dropped off at the river with the wide bridge. Feeling the handrail of the bridge, facing the river, and feeling the wind blowing through every strand of his jet black hair.

She loved this moment, the moment when she was one with nature, enjoying the incomparable power of God. Her thick lips were pulled back. If he was in this place, it seemed to remind him of someone who had invited him to argue, namely a girl who prevented him from committing suicide and asked him to be grateful for what God gave. Remembering that, made this blind man even more unwilling to escape from that place.

“You ask me to always believe in God and be grateful for what God gives, but have you ever thought that God always makes me distrust him more and more? He even makes my life as erratic as the wind blowing. Do I have to become the wind too in order for my life to go according to the path I’ve made for myself?”

“Huh… I don’t understand. What kind of trouble am I in? The work I’ve been doing always disappears like a gust of wind. Even though I’ve done good things. Do I need to be evil to always get what I want?” Gifer smiled wryly remembering his fate which he thought was always unlucky.

“I can’t do that. My parents didn’t raise me to be a bad person. But what remains a question in my mind is, why are good people always treated badly?” he sighed softly, then continued.

“Huh… it’s useless for me to ask, no one wants to answer. Neither this bridge, nor the river, nor the wind will answer.” The corners of her lips that had been puffed up were now curled down.

Instantly his mind remembered when he was forced out of Bang Martin’s foundation by the three thugs this morning when he was about to teach. At the time of the incident, Harus was not there because there was no teaching schedule on Friday. Therefore Haris decided to relax in the apartment.

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“Bang Martin, I’m sorry. Because of me, everything went wrong. Maybe if there was no me, something like this wouldn’t have happened. I’m sorry, if during my work here I couldn’t fulfill your trust in me to teach.” Gifer regretted to Martin who was sitting in his office.

Martin looked into Gifer’s eyes with a smile. He felt sorry for Gifer and didn’t want him to quit his teaching job. But what else could he do? After that incident, even those mothers wouldn’t want to send their children to his foundation anymore.

“No problem, Gif. It was just a little mess, wasn’t it? You’re fine anyway, right? Instead of thinking about this foundation, I’m more worried about you. You shouldn’t think about the progress of this foundation. That’s my job since I’m the owner. Your job is just to teach, Gif,” Martin held Gifer’s arm. Convincing the thin man not to worry too much about the foundation.

“But what if no one wants to enroll their children here anymore, Bang? Their parents believe that I can’t teach. I feel so guilty about this,”

“That’s nothing to think about, Gif. If this foundation has to go out of business, I’ll build another business and you can come in too. We’re work partners, so we have to help each other, right?”

“Don’t say that, Bang. Actually, I’ve always been very fond of children, I like teaching them. But…” Before Gifer could continue his sentence, Martin immediately interrupted him.

“Gif, I’m really suspicious, who would have sent those three burly men here? After all, they also went straight to your class. How come they know that you work at this foundation and suddenly the parents trust those three men? They could be the ones who instigated the parents, right?” Martin frowned in confusion, still thinking about the nonsensical events at the foundation where he taught.

“Ah, yes too, Bang. I was wondering too.”

“It could be, Gif, that they have a plan to destroy what you’ve got. Like this job,”

“But who is the mastermind of all this, brother?”

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“Huh… thinking about it makes me even more dizzy. Or maybe this is Mr. Kevin’s plan to get me back into his company?” Gifer massaged his temple using his right hand while his left hand was still holding the stick.

“How sneaky of him to send people to pull me back to his company. Huh, whatever, tomorrow is Saturday, so I want to go home to see Mom and Dad.” Gifer started walking again to the bus stop.

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To Be Continued