WHEN FATE DETERMINES
42. Yes Indeed They Are Both Officially Made
"Never officially stated it."
"Yes, sir. That's it."
"Okay, I can understand."
"But, what else did Lionel say about us, sir?"
"Nwg...anyway, Mr. Lionel told me that he and Ms. Leona had been so since a week ago when he reported to mbak about his intentions and plans to come to Indonesia for this therapy. He didn't mind me knowing the arrangement, so I guess that Leona and Mr. Lionel want to date long distance relationship. I see."
"Ohh...."
"There is a possibility that Mr. Lionel will never be able to live in Indonesia again. I mean, settle down. Because mister Brian's company will soon be disbanded - a full acceptance into ownership in the name of Mr. Lionel, ms. Natasya and Ms. Nataline, even if they're princesses, they won't be involved in taking care of the company."
"Oh my God, really sir? That fast? Isn't Lionel only 32 years old and his adoptive parents are still alive, healthy, even both are still actively working there?"
"Really, Ms. Leona. This is what happened. Seriously am. This is not a secret from Mr. Lionel from Leona. Mr. Lionel has given me permission to tell mbak just in case outside the knowledge of Mr. Lionel, mbak Leona asked me. That's so.'
"Oh God..."
Aa-aaachh, Lioneeel..now what am I supposed to do?
Typical features.
He always had trouble being mature when he was smiling. He seems even more ridiculous when he is smiling when his heart is blooming like at this moment.
Maybe that's why he quickly rose to become a young manager. His childish smile was always able to melt the hearts of even the fiercest superiors and mentors.
As if muttering to herself, with eyes still looking at Mr. Randu's face, Leona said a barely audible soft look, Leona said,
"Lionel's been really serious to me. I thought. I think I should still wait some more time for --"
The woman's speech stopped because from the direction of the entrance of the treatment room she saw Lionel with a wheelchair pushed by a therapist's maid, had been brought out in a slightly paled state and appeared weak. Far from fresh and beaming in like the usual man.
What are you doing in there, my dear Lionel?
Simultaneously, Randu and Leona got up from their seats. Then Mr. Randu rushed to Lionel's wheelchair, carefully take over the wheelchair handle from the hand push of the therapist's maid who got a thank you from Mr. Randu and the sweetest smile and a little nod of respect from Leona who was still standing on the side of that round teak table. The therapist returned Leona's smile and asked to go back inside after tightly closing the 2-meter-high heavy door in front of her.
As for Lionel, just looking at Leona one was still from near the door because the man had not instructed Pandu sir to move the wheelchair closer to Leona.
Lionel's meaningful smile, as an expression of the man's deepest feelings towards Leona. Quite a thrill for Leona.
