Hidden CEO

Hidden CEO
CEO?


Tonight Khalisa is completely different. More spoiled and whining, asking for anything he saw in Erlan's house. Not one bit shows an independent attitude like when living with him alone. 


Could it be that the boy was still thirsty for affection, and was now pouring it out on the whole family?


No one knows what her heart is, but that's how Cassandra looks as a mother. Sure, his daughter did want to be noticed by everyone around him. 


''I asked to be fed by oma.'' 


Cassandra stopped eating. Approaching Khalisa from earlier a lot of desire. Not only his request, but also his treatment. 


''Khalisa can't do that, son? Usually eat alone, said Cassandra softly. 


Layin immediately came and took Khalisa's plate which was already full of food. 


''Already, Ndra. Not pa-pa. You just eat, let's feed Khalisa's mother. After all this has been the work of mothers since Yunan was born.'' Layin sat next to Khalisa.


He prefers spoiled Khalisa than the snag like that. That way, they will be closer like in Akram.  


Forced Cassandra to return to her seat and continue eating. Actually, he feels uneasy with the Yunan family, but Khalisa is just a child who does not fully understand about adults. 


''Where will Khalisa sleep tonight?'' Erlan tried to open her voice. And that surprised Cassandra. 


How can it be questioned, while of course, he will take his son home. 


''Sleeping with Opa and Oma.'' Subjugate head. Afraid of Cassandra's intimidating looking gaze. 


Yunan only held back a laugh, afraid of getting angry with his wife who looked confused. 


''I can't do that, Khalisa. We have to go home, son. Sleeping with opa and oma anytime yes," said Cassandra slowly but pressurized. 


Khalisa is quick. Instead of sitting on Layin's lap and gripping the woman's shirt. Buried his face in the chest of the oma. Getting adorable.


''But, Dad. Tonight I promised my mother I would go home, I would have been waiting for her, Cassandra said. 


Yunan fell silent, as if supporting her daughter who wanted to stay at the house. Evidently from earlier he did not defend him or persuade Khalisa. Obnoxious, right?


''Let Khalisa stay here, Ndra. If you and Yunan want to go home, go home. Later the father will be the same permission, Miss Margaret, Erlan replied not to lose. 


All speechless. There was no way Cassandra would dispute her in-laws' remarks. It will only cause a dispute that has no end, surely they do not want to give up.


This can't be allowed. I don't want to sleep in the room with Brother Yunan.  


For some reason, Cassandra was still reluctant to be in a room with Yunan. Still afraid the man would do anything to her. Moreover, they have not gotten along completely.


There is no compelling reason to persuade Khalisa. The boy was busy playing with Akram. Moreover, Erlan bought a lot of toys that make him feel at home. 


'''Khalisa sure do not want to go home with mom and dad?'' ask Cassandra to make sure. I hope the boy answers with a nod of his head. 


Turns out he was wrong, Khalisa shook his head and waved his hand at Cassandra who had already left. 


''Be careful Mother, Father,'' he said accompanying. 


Smart boy, he is the best and gives his father a chance to seduce his mother. 


Yunan let out a cheerful laugh, but it was only limited to being felt in the heart, fearing Cassandra getting angry. 


''Don't be sad, Khalisa will definitely be fine.'' Swiping Cassandra's back slowly. Drive him to the car. 


On the way to the house, the two of them were silent. Yunan looks busy with the steering wheel, but who would have thought the man prepared a trick to open Cassandra up. 


Rotating his brain, looking for the right way to make his wife want to take it back.


''Do you want to go home to our mother's house or to our house?" tanya Yunan melted the silence. 


''To mother's house,'' Cassandra replied briefly. 


Thinking of ways to avoid Greece. It's nothing, don't want to get stuck and be in a room with the guy like this morning. 


''Later you sleep in the upper room, let me downstairs, '' Cassandra continued the conversation. 


However, the speech was as if it was just a gust of wind in Yunan's ears. He ignored, however, they had to sleep in the room and one bed, hugging each other. 


''I can't do it, I don't want to sleep alone. The bed in the room is spacious, dear if only for one person.'' Yunan is still trying to persuade. 


''No matter brother, I'm cute, but don't disturb my sleep. Anyway I don't want any scenes other than sleeping together.'' Cassandra said what she was afraid of.  


Really, he was not ready to hand his body over to the man. Especially until now has not installed kb, while the work requires it to stay slim. 


''Yes, I won't do more. We will only sleep together, replied Yunan resignedly. There was no way she was imposing her will, whereas Cassandra seemed so unwilling. 


The car was parked on the side near Cassandra's car. They came down and entered at the same time. Greet Margaret who sat down casually with her housekeeper. 


''Just come home, you guys? Where is khalisa?'' Margaret was looking for her grandson. 


''She's staying at mom's house, Mom. Don't want to go home, he said he wanted to sleep with oma and opanya, Cassandra replied honestly. 


No problem, Margaret smiled as if she did not bother about it. Or, maybe Erlan had already called him.


''Yes, it is night, you sleep there, '' said Margaret. Then refocus with the phone in her hand.  


All these people why the hell, not the mother not the father-in-law, not the mother-in-law supporting me to sleep with sister Yunan, Cassandra grumbled in her heart. 


Arriving at the room, Cassandra opens the closet and helps Yunan put down her clothes that were brought earlier. Most of the men brought were white suits and shirts. And two pajama stels. No casual clothes. 


Is every day Yunan is in the office so it does not need a change of clothes?  


So, how busy is that guy? 


''My brother usually leaves for work at what time and goes home at what time?" Cassandra tried fishing. I want to know about her husband's work.  


''Depart at eight. Five o'clock, if overtime can be nine at night. Sometimes also sleep in the office, replied Yunan honestly. Not yet aware of the purpose of the question wife.


''What is work, brother?' Cassandra began to investigate.  


''I am in charge of taking various decisions for the sustainable development of the company, also managing the company's business.''


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