Love Story' CEO.
Chapter 4. Getting used to.

**I am used to enjoying every pain that eats away at my heart and body.

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Ara has been allowed to go home by the Doctor, after two weeks in the care of Ara's condition has improved and the girl is no longer yanking in pain.

Ara smiled when she could return to the room that Ara missed so much. Two weeks later, Ara left a simple room decorated only with origami paper in the shape of a stork that Ara folded. Although Ara's room was small but the girl felt grateful at least she did not sleep on the street and still had a home.

Brakkkkkkk

Brughhhhhhhhhh

The sound of people fighting.

"What's up?". Mumbled Ara, then walked out of her room.

Again and again Ara had to see her brother come home drunk, even her brother never touched Ara at the hospital.

"Hurry up and give me the money!". Roger snapped at his father's Ferarer, in order to give him the money.

"But son, this is money for your sister's treatment". Denied Ferrari may not give money in his hand.

Roger took the money from his father's hand "Allah, a son of a bitch like him just let it die". Pekik Roger keeps the money in his pants pocket.

Roger directed a glance at Ara who was silently pecking with the roar of her tears. Roger smiled cynically seeing his brother, Roger did not hate Ara, but because Ara dared to fight and deny it then he hated his sister.

"You know that you're a burden on the family here, why don't you just die?". Her lips saw.

"Roberts". Hardik Ferarer and Wati together. Mey hugged her brother, Mey was afraid if Ara's condition dropped again.

Ara stared at Roger flatly, but when her relationship with Roger was very warm, but when Ara had gotten a job and worked in the company made her brother take advantage of Ara and ask for money, because he was tired of his money taken by his brother finally Ara fight.

"I don't know, brother, what is your heart made of? I don't know if there's any pity in your heart or there's just a voracious feeling. If I can hate you I hate you so much, sister, but I can't I need Big Brother to protect me and need Big Brother to lean on. But all that I didn't get from Big Brother, hiks". Ara looked at Roger. Mey stroked his sister's back.

"All right, no drama". Roger got out of the house.

Ferarer and Wati approach her daughter and hug Ara trying to give her daughter strength.

"Patience to Child". Ferarer Hugs.

Ferarer as a parent felt failed to educate Roger. The eldest son, was really hard and could not be arranged at all. Ferarer had no idea what made his son a heartless man. Often, Roger stole Ara's money or Ferarer's money, sometimes also Roger borrowed money and in the name of Ara, so many loan sharks who come home to collect his debt.

Roger walked with his face out

"Arggghhhhhhh". He screamed in frustration. Somehow when he saw his sister crying there was pain in Roger's heart. Moreover, the words of Ara who said she got nothing from him.

"Arggghhhhhhh". He strangled her again while squeezing her hair violently.

"Hiks". Roger was sitting on the sidewalk, his life really rough. I don't know what makes that handsome guy so frustrating. During this time he always enjoyed his family money even blackmailing his parents but when he saw tears falling on Ara's cheeks, making his heart throb pain.

In a building again.

A man walked into the company building, his steps heard echoing. Behind her is followed by another man who may be her Assistant.

All the employees who passed him lowered their heads to pay their respects to the handsome man with sunglasses perched on his nose.

He walked expressionlessly, his gaze sharp and cold. Both hands he put in the pocket of his right and left pants.

"Please Master". The assistant opened the door of the CEO's room made of permanent teak wood.

He entered without saying a word of thanks. His eyes swept through every room he first saw, for as long as this company was built he was in Australia to continue his professorial degree.

"Cody, I want my room renovated. Replace all chairs and tables that are here with new ones and make sure they are made of quality wood". He asked the Assistant and then continued his footsteps towards his desk. The table that he had never sat on, because his company was held directly by him but he never set foot in his office.

He monitors his company from Australia through confidants who have worked dozens of years with him.

"Gather all the Directors, Managers, Kasie and Administrators in each division, I'd like to hold a meeting soon and give me this five-year revenue report. I want this day to be on my desk". His orders with a firm tone.

"Good Sir". Cody Sahut.

"Please, give me all the data of employees working in this company, either direct energy or indirect energy. I want to see who's active and inactive, because I want to throw away people who don't work". He said again, staring at the assistant flatly.

"Good Sir". Cody said, "Is there anything else you want me to do?". Cody asked politely.

"Find me a competent secretary. Selection them tightly, make sure no one is playing around". Changed again.

"Good Sir. Then excuse me". Cody immediately left the CEO's room and carried out the duties given by the Master.

The man was Kayhan Mahendra Bagaskara. A company engaged in various fields including oil palm. The palm oil company is the only company led by Kayhan, because he prioritizes professional companies engaged in hospitality and tourism.

Kayhan leaned on his back in his oversized seat. Five years left the country, making Kayhan a little awkward with different climate changes.

Kayhan lived in Australia for five years, and Kayhan's parents did settle in Sydney, Australia, in Indonesia Kayhan lives with his Grandparents because the two elderly people can not be far from his eldest grandson.

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Hey guys, follow Ara and Kay's story. Sorry a lot of typo in this novel and a lot of tears, the author is just revealing all the author's heart through this writing.

50% of these novels are true stories of authors, where the author is struggling without a father and must be forced to mature at a young age.

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Warm regards

Ara & Kay**