Love the Assyched CEO
Episodes 3. Forgive Me

Qenny repeatedly received blows from the woman sitting next to him, as he accidentally touched the chewy part of the woman sitting and splashed the tea water.

The woman was strangled loudly, because she did not accept being treated indecently by the man who still covered his face with the mask, "The basis of perverted men! How dare you touch a woman's private property. You think it's easy to touch a woman's treasure!"

Qenny bowed respectfully many times, to apologize, "Sorry Miss, I thought earlier you requested that I clean your anu-anu-anu part, Miss. Again I'm sorry."

The flight attendant gave the woman a shirt, allowing the girl who has a beautiful body and still feels solid to immediately replace in the toilet of the plane.

Qenny's eyes saw the young girl's buttocks, as the girl's boarding pass fell with her passport.

"Haah .. This is a great opportunity for me, in order to get acquainted with the beautiful girl," Qenny muttered inwardly, grabbing the girl's passport.

Qenny slowly opened the passport, seeing his name and birth year, "Shania Sahara Atmaja, aged 23. Hmm ... not much different from my age!" whispered.

"Is he an Indonesian who is studying in Tokyo? Why does her face look more like a Korean girl? Beautiful and very professional. I'm sure he's a spoiled kid, just like me!" his mind again began to retain the identity of the woman.

Instantly the beautiful woman returned to her seat, slightly looking down for something that was missing, hers.

"Aaaagh ... Where is siih? How could I not meet," the girl grumbled looking for the existence of a scattered identity.

Qenny looked calm, he did not want to mince words with the beautiful woman, as he felt annoyed after being beaten up all-out by the young girl who looked ferocious if she was already angry.

The beautiful girl deliberately lowered her head, revealing the beauty of her springy parts right in front of Qenny.

Of course, the view is a tremendous advantage for Qenny who always thought that perverted. He gulped many times, so as not to be more tempted by turning his eyes away.

But when the view began to divert, by itself Qenny's neck turned back to the same direction as before. He ventured to ask, "Is there anything I can help you with, Miss?" she smiled at sumringah.

The girl raised her head, right on Qenny's thigh, "Sorry Sir. Can you stand for a moment?" please nya.

Qenny stood up, right in front of the girl. While looking at the scene that is getting longer makes him curious. Especially when the girl approached her personal direction.

The girl's body instantly fell silent unmoved, slowly she turned to the zipper of the jeans worn by Qenny, looking at that part with a mind that floated far away, "Aaagh! How could this perverted guy hide my passport under my pants!" muttered.

Qenny smiled cheerfully in his heart. 'Hihaaa .. This girl turned out to be tempted by anu ku' ...

While the girl can only resignedly imagine that she will be detained when she arrives at Tokyo airport. He chose to sit back, turning to Qenny who was still waiting for the cue from the girl.

"Maas sir, please sit back!" the girl took a deep breath.

The girl keeps massaging her temples, talking to herself as if she has a dual personality, "Ck .. What if Altezza Sun (Mr Altezza) doesn't want to redeem me upon arriving at the airport. Because this is a mistake I often make," he regretted.

Qenny turned to the woman, "Don't like to talk to yourself! You will be crazy!" her laughter was deliberately seductive.

The girl could only resign, "How is this, sir? My identity is gone. Though I put it here," point it at the thigh.

"Oogh ...!" Qenny rounded his lips smiling cunningly.

Qenny began to think cunningly to take advantage of the young woman who still looked lethargic, then asked, "Hmm ... May I ask you a question?"

"Yes, please Mr."

"Shanian Sahara. Office people usually call my name Ara," he said softly.

Qenny looked pleased, how not. The first woman he met in this strange way turned out to be a career woman, "Yes ...!" the cheers are in the heart.

"Hmm .. I just happened to be traveling to Tokyo. What if I find your identity, you have to let me stay at your place? And help me to find a job" explained Qenny without feeling embarrassed.

Qenny's speech made the girl who used to be called Ara seem to think long. He raised both eyebrows, asking further, "Who are you? Are you a serial killer? Or maybe you hid my passport, Sir!!" hit him back in a row on the shoulder of the strange man.

Qenny curled up grimacing in pain, "Am-am-fuck Miss! I have no idea where your passport is. Because I didn't see it. I just want to help you. So, if I can help you, you can also help me. I'm leaving for Tokyo to find work, Miss!"

Ara stopped her hand punch, looking closely at the face of the man beside her, "Take off your mask!" his orders.

Qenny took off his mask slowly, smilingly looking at the girl's face with blushing red cheeks.

Ara let out a long sigh, gently rubbing her face, "I'm sorry, Master!" he said without looking.

Once again Ara turned to Qenny, making sure he was a good and honest man. He thought for a moment, calculating the cost of renting his current apartment.

As Ara recalled, her apartment this time had three rooms leased out of the office where she was pioneering a career as the secretary of a large company, "Hmm," she grinned for a few days until the man got a job.

Ara patted Qenny's shoulder again, making the pensive man grimace back.

"Auuugh .. pain, Miss!" the upset.

Ara flicked her finger, "Well, I'll give you a place to stay. But you have to help me to find the existence of identity, me! Because if I get stuck at the airport, my boss won't want to redeem me!" said honest.

Qenny smiled in relief, his heart again cheered in excitement, 'Yes .. yes ...'

Qenny asked for permission, rushed to the toilet to confirm the correctness of the passport in his pants pocket.

"Who said I can't live out there? Who said I'd be eaten by the helder!" Qenny again excitedly boasted of himself because of the cunning wits he had, for feeling good luck siding with him.

Qenny went into the toilet, found out the girl's identity from her cell phone. But she found nothing about the girl named Shania Sahara Atmaja.

"Hmm, that means she's just an ordinary girl who's the mistress of a leader" whispered Qenny inside the toilet.

Qenny whistled like a very happy young man. His face again smiled widely, giving the impression that God Fortuna was siding with him.

With a leisurely pace he returned to the passenger bench grumbling angrily looking at the face of Ara who was hoping that the man was carrying her passport.

"How Master? Did you find him?" ask Ara expectantly.

Qenny shook his head, sat back down, turned to Ara, "Do you want to date me? If I find your identity, Miss?"

PLAAAAK ....!

"Basic perverted men! Your thoughts are only about anu-anu, Mr ...!" ara screamed calling the flight attendant back.

"A flight attendant! Stewardess!!" shouted Ara.