2D CEO Or ANGEL OF DEATH
CHAPTER 2 - CEO 2D
Krok krok.
Tick tick tick.
The song of a frog humming cheerfully as it greeted the raindrops that drenched the earth, was truly the perfect rhythm of nature in the morning. Moreover, this morning there is no sunlight that dazzles the eyes, this is the weather that is very much awaited by those who often spend time on the bed.
While the frog was still busy with her senand, Jihan pulled back her thick blanket. He really enjoyed his sleep as if last night nothing strange had happened to him.
“Nghhh,” moaned Jihan while stretching her body with eyes that are still reluctant to open.
One second, two seconds, ten seconds, Jihan was upset that she could not continue her dream. Is it because of the humming of frogs that are mutually unpretentious? Or because of the rain? He became curious, at what time.
“Hey, Siro!” call Jihan with her eyes still closed while tightly hugging her bolted pillow.
“Aha?” Siro which is one of the smart operating systems on the phone also answered.
“What time?”
“It’s 7:50 AM!”
Jihan opened her eyes and sat down. The roll he was hugging came off and fell to the floor. Ruffled hair, puffy eyes from crying last night before plunging from an old building and blackened eye bags due to her lack of sleep lately.
“10 Minutes away at 8!” he stood up from the bed and looked at the mirror.
He saw his body reflected. Light yellow skin with a plump chest and a crazy butt wrapped in a satin negligee colored sepaha, without arms.
“No need to shower, this is all beautiful!” praise him for looking at himself with a laugh.
"Mandi ah!" Jihan turned her back and got ready to go to the bathroom. And-and
Thump!
“Whoaa!!!” Jihan's scream that was about to fall slipped from shock collided with Aideen, but Aideen swiftly grabbed Jihan's hip and pulled Jihan into her arms. I don't know when that guy was there. Unfortunately, because their footing was out of balance, eventually they both fell to the floor, Aideen's body landed first and was overwritten by Jihan's body.
Buk up!
“Ugh!” Aideen endured the pain as her head hit the floor. Jihan was fine as she landed right on top of Aideen's body.
“So-sorry,” said Jihan, “but it’s not my fault.”
“So, it's my fault?” aideen asked while raising her eyebrows.
“Hmm.”
Without them noticing, their eyes met each other, staring deeply at each other as if there was something they were looking for behind that involuntary gaze.
Jihan flinched and directly supported her body with both hands to stand up. Unfortunately, his hand was not stable. And the girl fell again upon Aideen's body.
Buk up!
Some more! Jihan again fell on Aideen's body, but now different, their lips were clinging to each other with eyes staring at each other.
Deg deg!
Their heart rhythms sound like they are mutually unpretentious. Reddened face and heated body temperature. There was an inexplicable feeling, a feeling that slowly grew at the second meeting.
Realizing that their lips were still adrift, Jihan immediately distanced her reddened face, the girl rushed up and stood up.
“Sorry, I took a shower first,” Jihan broke the increasingly gripping silence and she rushed to reach for the towel hanging behind the door of her room.
“O-okay!” Aideen became stammered from being awkward. He stood up and tidied up his messy shirt. While waiting for Jihan to take a bath, the man's eyes went around looking at the contract that Jihan should not be worth living in her opinion.
The 6x3-meter room, which is sealed into 2 parts, 1 for the room and 1 for the toilet-restricted kitchen, looks gloomy with a blend of cream-colored paint that has been seedy. The lights that illuminated the room had also started to dim, especially in the room there was no window for fresh air circulation.
“Is this a warehouse?” chirp Aideen while sitting on the side of the mattress that is lined with scrap metal.
Krieett.
The crib creaked as if hinting that his age was old.
“Huft!” Aideen sighed while shaking her head.
About 10 minutes passed, Jihan came out of the bathroom.
Chequek.
“You're still here?!” jihan asked half-cry. The girl tried to cover her bare shoulders and thighs that were not covered in a towel completely using both hands. Unfortunately it was useless, because his hands were too small to cover.
Aideen raised her eyebrows while the corners of her lips curved downwards.
“T-please get out for a while, a-I want to wear my clothes,” pinta Jihan.
“Alright,” Aideen confirms Jihan's request. The man got up from the bed to the exit. He opened the door and went out and closed it again.
“Fiuhh,” Jihan was relieved when the man was no longer in the same room with her. The girl started to open her towel.
Chequek!
Aideen appeared again behind the worn-out brown door and entered and covered the door in haste.
“Arrghh!” cry Jihan at the same time. The girl was very surprised when Aideen went back inside the room without knocking on the door first. Since the man entered the room, he immediately put his towel back on.
“Rain,” said Aideen with her flat face.
“Pu-rotating“ said Jihan hesitated, “you have to turn my back, don't turn around until I say finished!”
“Ya-ya-yah. In the future also I will see everything,” Aideen chirped while turning her back to Jihan.
“A-I have not given an answer yes!” sergeant Jihan with a flushed face.
Aideen only smiled faintly as she listened to Jihan's timid and awkward rebuttal.
After that, the atmosphere became quiet. There was no conversation between the two of them. Occasionally, the sound of Jehan's craspers busy wearing clothes. The man was bored by waiting and trying to find a topic.
“Where are your parents?” aideen asked breaking the silence.
Jihan fell silent. His eyes were blankly staring straight without resting.
“You can ask anything else besides,” replied Jihan coldly.
Aideen understood the situation she was facing, there was a painful thing that the girl wanted to forget.
“Still long?” ask Aideen.
“Completed,” replied Jihan while pigtling her long hair using both her hands.
Aideen turned her body towards Jihan.
The luminous sun tub of the morning, the elegance of Jihan looks harmonious with a combination of sage casual dress. Sensual lips coated with red and nude ombre lipstick, making his face more fresh and charming.
“Beauty!” inner Aideen, her face flushed red from being fascinated by Jihan's graceful visuals.
“Heat huh? Sorry, I rented it like this,” said Jihan felt guilty. Sometimes the girl flicks her dress in front of the mirror to make sure that she is comfortable enough to wear the dress.
“Nothing,” reply Aideen, “Yuk!”
Aideen plucked her finger.
Ctek!
Teleportation door opens. Aideen extended her hand to Jihan.
“A-I'm t-ta-fear,” said Jihan hesitate, “what if I don't come back?”
“I'll take care of you. Trust.”
“Alright,” with hesitation, Jihan welcomed Aideen's hand. For him, it did not matter if he did not return to the real world, because he had already decided to end his life, it was just that this was the first experience for him to enter another world.
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Jihan stepped her feet into a very beautiful room. Rooms are filled with furniture that is specially designed to look like being in a high-class star hotel. Anyone would know that the furniture is spending a lot of money.
“K-room? I haven't said 'yes' to be your wife,” said Jihan. The girl covered her chest using both hands and slowly walked backwards away from Aideen.
“Your mind is too dirty,” Aideen chuckles at Jihan's reaction when she finds out that they're in the room right now.
Jihan bowed shyly, her cheeks blushing. “Not so, I mean-“
Kruyuk!
Jihan's words came to a halt as her stomach gave a signal.
“Hungary?” ledek Aideen laughing.
Jihan only smiled forcefully in embarrassment.
“Ughh! It's so embarrassing!” curse Jihan.
Aideen pulled Jihan's hand out of the room. They walk down a beautiful, curved staircase. Jihan's eyes were unceasingly watching every point in the mansion, she felt familiar with the house because she had previously seen it in the Handsome CEO's Beloved Woman comic.
Like a palace, Aideen's house is very beautiful with a collection of neatly arranged furniture, elegant design, shiny floors and clear, clear, only from the naked eye can be concluded that all of it is spending money that Jihan cannot afford to collect for life.
“Good morning, Mister!” greet the two helpers to Aideen and Jihan.
“On the left of Early, on the right of Dina, they are twins,” whispered Jihan to Aideen.
“It turns out you're a loyal reader,” said Aideen smiling. The man knew that Jihan was a fan of the comic he was playing right now.
The two of them sat at a long dining table with mouth-watering delicacies.
“Eat, say if there is anything you want,” Aideen said.
“Thank you!” Jihan looked excited, she tasted one by one the food on the table. Until the cover was eaten, Jihan suddenly frowned.
“How about Kyle?” jihan asked as his eyes darted to and fro, “Oh yes! Aren't you getting married to Kyle? It was supposed to be chapter 97, but I just read the comic until chapter 96, because chapter 97 just updated yesterday afternoon, right?”
Aideen. Face changed. Not like Aideen who Jihan has known since yesterday. Dina and Dini who were lifting the dirty dishes looked at each other as if they were signaling each other.
“Eh. Wait for. If you're going to marry Kyle, why should I marry you? What about Kyle?” Jihan flinched and suddenly thought of Aideen's request to marry the man.
“Are you full?” tanya Aideen switched the conversation.
Jihan, who was originally relaxed at the dining table, now became a little tense. The question he asked was, is something wrong? But when he looked closely at Aideen's face, it seemed like something had happened. With his instincts, Jihan could understand, it seemed like something was amiss.
“Sorry,” said Jihan, “ I think, today we just got here, can you take me home?”
“Go back?” tanya Aideen frowned, “we haven't 2 hours together.”
“A-“
“Alright,”
Aideen understood and did not want to hold Jihan any longer. Because right now, his feelings are also being messed up because Jihan reminds him of Kyle.
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