Hidden CEO
Abhimanyu Yunan

“He was quite careless once,” murmured Kendra.

“Why Mr?” ask the driver so. The car they were riding in started to drive back on the actual road. Not the way to the tomb and without the settlement of residents around. Leaving the motorcycleman still sprawled on the asphalt.

“He did not bring KTP,” replied Kendra.

The man leaned his body back. There was a very rough breath coming from Kendra's mouth. The man was also scooping his face violently. Confused to have to take Dilla where.there is no clue at all that Kendra can use to repatriate this woman or at least she can contact the house person or people closest to Dilla.

“Ya already, then I take it to the hotel only, yes?” hail the driver again.

Without waiting for an answer from the passengers, the driver immediately drove his car towards the Cempaka hotel.

Upon arrival there, Kendra could not refuse to protest. Because the taxi he was riding was now right in front of the building that looked so magnificent and luxurious.

“It has arrived, Sir,” said the driver with a smile that expands on his lips. “Happy first meal, Mr.” The impression again while laughing. Alluding to the things Kendra dislikes the most.

Not wanting to argue, Kendra immediately held Dilla who was still asleep and immediately ordered the top room. Because no one wants to know that he brought a woman here.

“Remember, turn off all cctv.” Message Kendra before getting into the elevator and behind her is a man dressed so neatly. It was very different from Kendra's appearance.

Kendra's a little hard to bring Dilla. Because suddenly the woman moved.

Kendra quickly opened the door before Dilla threw a tantrum. After succeeding, Kendra immediately put Dilla on a very wide bed. It could still be two more people.

After success, Kendra helped remove the bag and also the shoes worn by Dilla.

When Kendra wanted to cover Dilla's body with a blanket, suddenly the woman moved and immediately sat down for a moment. Making Kendra swiftly help the woman who Kendra knew would want to spit out the contents in her stomach.

“What Miss wants to go to the toilet?” ask Kendra.

Dilla answered him with a nod of the head only, then the woman lowered her legs and immediately looked for the location of the toilet she now needed. His stomach feels like it's in a stir. If he doesn't get it out soon, he'll probably throw up here.

Arriving in the bathroom, Dilla vomited out what was inside her stomach. His voice sounded so clear from the room.

Can't bear to see Dilla like that, Kendra went into the bathroom. Grab Dilla's unraveled hair and cover her face from the side. Roll it up with his hands, then his other hand helps give a massage on the nape of Dilla's neck.

Some time Kendra did this until Dilla was done with her stomach affairs and felt comfortable.

“Thank you,” said Dilla while looking at Kendra and then immediately wash her face.