I Hate You Mr. CEO
Desire

Lendra broke her coarse hair. He thought he would get proof of his wife's affair with Pasha. Actuallyno. The two were just chatting in the man's living room. With laptops and files scattered on the table. Lendra and Bian certainly gawk at the sight before them. Unbeknownst to them, the spy Lendra had sent, told Pasha that someone was following them.

They guessed wrong. They think Pasha and Natalie are having an affair. It turns out that the two are discussing a joint project between hotel Pasha and fashion magazine Natalie. Because the women's magazine began to penetrate the discussion about lifestyle and property. And what they met at the club was their sponsor who was holding a farewell party for a staff member.

Lendra clenched her hand. The man believes there's something Natalie's hiding from him. And Lendra will keep finding out. The man won't believe Natalie and Pasha. Given the many evidences that led to the special relationship of the two.

"You believe?"

Ask Bian the next day. The two of them were walking towards the meeting room. Lendra was a bit of a bad luck because Natalie also woke up during the day. Hearing Bian's question, Lendra shook her head. Bian smelled his smile. This time he'll see Natnat, Bian's call for Natalie will get terror from Lendra.

The meeting went on for a long time, but it was finally over as well. The man returned to his study. Take his suit and come out after Bian. They had a meeting with a client at a restaurant.

It was the day before lunch when Lendra came out of the restaurant. The man looked tired and lethargic. Just stepped foot out of the restaurant. There was a scream from the road. Lendra ran to the source of the voice. He saw a little boy in the middle of the road. Don't know how it happened. What was clear, from the front of the little boy, drove the car at high speed. The driver probably didn't see the little boy.

"Help him!"

Shouted a woman. Not knowing for what reason, Lendra ran to the middle of the road which happened to be quite quiet, swiftly he held the little boy. Then bring him over. Wuusshhh, the sound of wind produced by the car that almost hit the little boy. You can imagine how fast the car is going. If I hit that kid, I don't know what will happen.

The little boy wrapped his tiny hand around Lendra's sturdy neck, hiding his face in the man's warm embrace. There was a sense of comfort when the boy was in Lendra's arms. Also a sense of longing? The little boy immediately shed tears. Even when he had not seen the look on the face of the person who had helped him. A soft voice came from the child's lips.

"Dad....."

"Irishis....Irish...are you okay?"

Lendra looked up at the call of the little boy. Then a woman of Livia approached them. The woman immediately hugged the little boy that Lendra vaguely heard called Irish. "Are you okay, baby? I'm sorry you took your bag first." Retno panicked.

Not answering Retno's call. Irish eyes actually satirize with Lendra. The man momentarily froze in place. Looking into the eyes of the Irish he was so familiar with. Eye...Livia's.

"Dad...."

Back Irish said softly. The next second, the little girl ran towards Lendra. Then hugged the body of Lendra who was still in a crouching position. Irish hands back around Lendra's neck. There is a shiver of haru, happy, longing and a variety of flavors when Irish hugs Lendra. Especially when the Irish called the word "father" in Lendra's ear. Although lirih but Lendra can clearly hear it. For a moment everyone let the two embrace each other.

"Sister, I found Dad. I met Dad." Inner Irish. After wiping his tears. Irish let go of her embrace on Lendra.

"Thank you." Lirih Irish's.

"Are you okay?" Ask Lendra with trembling lips. I don't know what he's feeling. But the man was happy to see the little boy was fine.

Irish nodded slowly. Lendra's one hand stretched out tidying the Irish bangs. Beautiful, one word that crossed Lendra's mind. Irish face really reminded Lendra of someone. But he doesn't remember who.

Bian who came later gawked, seeing a little girl in Lendra's arms. Both of them smiled happily while waiting for a taxi.

"Om, can't we see you again?" Irish asked, still lingering on Lendra's neck. Retno even to gawking. With Christo, Ireland is not that pampered. The Irish called Christo to Papa.

"Want to see Om again?" Lendra asked back. The man did not expect that Irish had the same thoughts as him.

"Of course." Answer Irish happy. Retno even to the point of seeing the indulgence of her foster children.

A taxi car arrived shortly. That day Diaz did not pick up the Irish because the cafe was crowded. Lendra's hand was met with a sad Irish gaze, as the taxi moved away from the place. There was a sense of unwillingness when Irish parted ways with Lendra. He thought when he would meet his father again.

"Who is he?"

Bian asked, as soon as the Irish taxi passed from before them. Bian momentarily realizes that Irish is very similar to Lendra. Bian's forehead wrinkled.

"The child I saved. He almost got hit by a car."

"You don't know each other, do you?" Tanya Bian was suspicious. Both are on their way back to their offices. Lendra shook her head to hear Bian's question.

"No. Why why?"

"Aren't you aware that you look alike?"

Lendra fell silent, then the next second laughed. Lendra thought it was impossible. How could he be said to be similar to the child they had just met. "Don't fuck you." Heard Lendra's words. Bian could only be silent.

Irish face held on softly until home. The little girl entered the house with shaky steps. Not happy as usual. When Vera asked, Irish only replied that she was tired. Irish room door closed. The girl opened the drawer. Take out a photo of my father. "He's much more handsome than he is in the picture, as Brother said. He is also very similar to Brother." Gumam Irish. He looked at the faces of his brother and father in turn.

"Not Irish don't love Mom. But Irish wants to be with dad and sister too. Why can't it?"

Irish cries began to sound. He really wanted to meet his father. Living with his mother. No one understands his desire.

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