Hidden CEO
Asking for opinions

As before meeting with Yunan, today Cassandra is back with her daily activities. He is escorted by Vera, the assistant and manager who manages all his work. However, they used a car belonging to Yunan that came this morning. Women who are still single are very smart and deft in carrying out their duties, never too late though. 

"Yesterday it was Khalisa's father, huh, Mom?" Vera opened her voice. Without question, he knew. Judging from his almost similar face, it was certain that they had a blood relation. 

"Yes, Khalisa is the son of Yunan. When I left, I was pregnant. And I realized it after a month. At that time I wanted to go home and say it, but I was afraid that it would ruin the happiness of Yunan and his new wife." First time Cassandra told me about her past. 

"That's mostly men, ma'am. They are not enough with just one woman. Already have a beautiful wife, smart, but still feel less. Especially those with full power. They'll buy the woman they want."

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Cassandra's heart stopped beating. It turned out that what he was afraid of was also in Vera's mind. It could be that Yunan is indeed giving abundant treasures just for guise. 

"That's why I haven't married until now. I want to find a man who truly loves me for who I am. Not just obsessed," continued Vera. 

Hearing that made Cassandra even more hesitant to accept Yunan. There are many reasons to separate from the man, and there is only one reason to survive, namely Khalisa. 

"Are all men who have many possessions not enough with one wife? Are they gonna be looking again?" cassandra asked seriously. 

"Not really, Mom. Many are also loyal to one wife even to old age. Those are just a few cases I've seen. Especially lately rampant cheating husband, even though his wife is very beautiful. What are they looking for? I'm confused too."

Talk's over 

There's still an hour. I'll talk to Syima's mom. I hope he can talk about this to Yunan.

"We went to Syima's boutique, Vera." Ask Vera to rotate directions. 

Only that woman could speak openly with Yunan. Perhaps in this way, Cassandra no longer hesitated to decide. Separate or reunite with self-assurance. 

As usual, the boutique was crowded with customers. This time Casandra entered through the back door, lazy if she had to meet everyone when her heart was broken like this.  

Upon arriving in the room, Cassandra hugs Syima and asks for news. Then, without further ado, he said his goal was coming. 

"So Yunan already knows you're home?" ask Syima to sit down.  

"Yes, Mother. She also knew that I was giving birth to her child." Subjugate head. 

Cassandra is ashamed to expose her fears to others, but she does need input and opinions from wise people like Syima. Only that woman can count on. 

"What was his reaction then?" Syima wanted to know more about Yunan's attitude towards her. 

"Sir Yunan is convinced that I'm back. He also asked me to go home. Many promises were made, but I still had my doubts. I'm afraid he'll repeat the same mistake. I was afraid that when I gave up my life, he would turn to a woman who was more than me" Cassandra said. 

"Five years he's never been here. I guess he's chosen to remarry after your departure. But it turns out he's waiting for you. Is five years of loyalty not enough to convince you?" ask Syima. 

Reminds me that there was five years wasted between the two of them. If Yunan is indeed willing to double up and choose another woman, does not he have a more appropriate time, Syima concluded. 

"But I'll talk to him later to be clearer."

"Yes, I'll send Yunan's number to her phone.  I'm leaving first, there's still other work" said Cassandra as she hugged Syima. 

"We go straight to work, later in the afternoon you anterin me to the mother's house to visit Khalisa." Cassandra's got a seat belt. 

''OK, Ma'am.''

The brief conversation with Syima was enough to make him relieved, hoping that Yunan would give a convincing answer soon. 

The phone rang stopping Yunan who was discussing about the project. Today deliberately turned on his flat object during a meeting, fearing there was important news from his daughter. 

"Sorry, I'll look at it for a second."

Take it and see it, read the incoming message.

It's me Syima. Cassandra came to my place, she asked me to talk to you.  

That's the message sent to Greece. 

Fine, Ma'am. When can we meet? Yunan replied with a text message. 

Up yours. Whenever I can, don't let me not come, take a little time, this is important. 

All right, I'll be home from work and I'll come to the boutique, ma'am.

Yunan continued his work and promised to come later in the afternoon from the office. Feelings of fear, anxiety finally mixed up in his busy life, but still trying to focus on what is in front of his eyes now. 

The meeting was over, all the directors came out of the room. There were only Yunan and Liliana and two important people in that place. They're cleaning up the important files on the desk. 

"What would Syima talk about? If it wasn't important, there's no way he'd call me." He leaned his back on the back of the chair and closed his eyes. 

Liliana and the two others came out and closed the door. Allow the boss to rest for a while before returning to work. Prepare food also for him and put in the workspace. 

"Now Cassandra's what's up, huh?" He took his cell phone and called his wife. Make sure that the woman is okay. Pretending not to know about his meeting with Syima might be better. 

They spoke on video call. Cassandra said this afternoon that she would come to Layin's house with Vera. He has also prepared gifts for the house people, in the form of cakes and some clothes for them. 

"But I don't know what her favorite color is, do you think your sister wants to wear it?" Cassandra showed a very nice bone-white robe. 

"Mom never looked like it or not. Moreover, the gift is from you, surely he will wear it one week without washing," said Yunan silly.  

Cassandra just chuckled. Where there may be people wearing clothes for one week without washing, it is only in the story. 

"Yes, be careful. Sorry I can't accompany you, this afternoon there is an important job, maybe later in the afternoon I come home a little late again."  

Connection interrupted. Cassandra put her phone in its original place. 

"Will Brother Yunan meet with mbak Syima?"