CEO's Dream Cully
Eat both

Hello readers..

Always support author novels. For all of you who have been supported, the Author prays for the smoothness of his nutrition, kept away from all dangerous diseases, and facilitated all his affairs. Aamiins.

It doesn't feel like it's been nearly 30 episodes. That means only 10 more episodes of this novel can be contracted, houraiiiy.asek asek.

Stay faithful in this novel. Have a nice day..

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POV Lyra

"Ba-good, Sir. We can be friends outside of work, "I'll fix that mistake.

"Are you forced to say it?, is it sincere?" Mr. Lintang squinted his eyes.

"God willing me wholeheartedly, sir. Not forced or anything like that" I added.

"alright. I accepted. Now you call me 'Mas' and I call you 'Adek',"

"What?!" I'm shocked, I swear.

My mind drifted deep into space. That thick-browed, pointed-nose, slender-faced man I now have to call 'Mas'. What dream am I?.

Even the call 'Mas' was much more intimate than Linda's 'Sister' call to Mr. Alvian. "Haha..Linda, my call is more frivolous!" in my heart I laughed at the horror of Mak Lampir. Bodo very dah, Pak Lintang ga denger this.

"Why?" again the cool man in front of me squinted his eyes when he saw me mesam-mesem himself.

"O-oh no, sir." I'm genuine.

"Sir?!" reworked.

"Oh, sir, uh M-Mas I mean.." I'm nervous nervous nervous nervous tau!.

"Dek, you order the food you like," Mr. Lintang tried to smile after his conspiracy.

This guy means how the hell huh?. Boss call me, Adek. Awkward and out of place. Or. lest he put his heart on me. Oh. no, no. Lyraaa, you don't think too far and have big dreams. No story big boss has a crush on coolies. That is impossible bin mustajab.

"Sir Lin.I mean Mas Lintang want what message?, let me write it." Haistt this is hard.

"You're not used to it. Get used to it, then you'll get used to it" Mr. Lintang seemed to understand what I was puzzling about.

"L-yes, Mas." I replied.

I bumbling myself in the pause waiting for food orders. I don't know what to talk about.

While waiting, orders came to our table. I breathed a sigh of relief because now I can concern myself more with food.

"How's your personal life?" yes Ampyun, he still invites me to chat on the sidelines of eating activities.

"What's personal, Mom?" my forehead wrinkled.

"As for your lover, your ex, that kind of yahh," he continued.

"Ooh that. I don't have a lover, and I don't have an ex." I'm honest.

"Never at all?" his face showed a sense of doubt.

"Ehmm.there is a monkey love age. That was when I was Junior High. It seems that it does not count because it is just a preoccupation of young people back," I explained.

"Well, he's still your ex. Although it was only for a moment and still a boy," his facial water turned a little creepy.

"Ah yes. Maybe it is like that even though it does not imprint at all in memory or heart. Even his face was lun I had forgotten," I tried to scan the old story, but I could not clearly read it.

"Have forgotten that question. I'm sorry if it makes you uncomfortable" Mr. Lintang smiled again.

"Look easy, Mommy." I'll smile.

"For now, do you have any plans to find a companion?" ask Mr. Lintang very carefully.

"I haven't thought that way, sir. The most important thing right now for me is to look for income in order to take care of the Father" I replied as is.

"I support you. Parents are everything to a child. Happy with them, and you will be happy. From now on you should never feel confused yourself in overcoming various problems. Tell me, I will help break it for you," hearing the words of Mr. Lintang like this, for some reason my heart suddenly felt warm and calm.

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