MY CEO IS SOMPLAK

MY CEO IS SOMPLAK
~ Eps 59




After having been given time for examination and also news from the description of the doctor, now they already know very well that the patient has amnesia that is quite fatal in him, he said, and strangely said the doctor said that the actual patient can not cope with the disease Amnesia and plus the real permanent, explained the doctor.


So, Binta and her husband gaping widely after being explained from the doctor, while Sasha has now returned to her home and still does not know the news of her brother now.


"What Uncle? so, is it Tiara Amnesia? and it can't be handled?" said Sasha was quite shocked to hear the news via his phone.


"Yes son, Uncle is also confused now, if true it will be forever he Amnesia, whether this makes good news for us or bad" Asdal said in a soft tone.


"Uncle, just calm uncle, we just go ahead and we try to keep remembering the previous habit, we will try it first, uncle!" sasha was on that phone.


"Yes son, thank you for the support, you are really sorry for us" he said.


"Dad uncle! of course, as brothers, you have to support each other and help each other! especially the bloodless ones" said Sasha.


"Yes already then, you continue other activities, uncle hang up the phone first"


"Yes uncle, if there is time I go there immediately to visit Tiara, yes" said Sasha.


"Any yes, tell uncle"


"Good uncle!"


"yes it is then, Assalamualaikum"


"Goddessalam..."


After his phone was cut off, now Sasha was really very surprised and confused why so natural with his brother, and think-thinking Sasha even thought if there was something with his brother?


"Okay.. effect of most novels is like this, so the mind goes there" muttered Sasya as she shook her head.


...


In the evening, Afgan, Gibran and Saputra had gathered at the dinner table for dinner of course, because the request by Afgan so that harmony between his family was more familiar and also open to each other.


While Gibran does not usually put on a pouty face and also greet with his papah, it makes himself feel wrong with his eldest son.


"Gibran" said Afgan.


Gibran turned his head and was a little surprised when his name was called by his papah.


"Ah, is it pah?" reflex turned towards his papah.


"You're why you're so moody, there's a problem in the office, just tell me! it's your responsibility too, never feel strong if problems come with yourself, you can help!" afgan is clear.


While Saputra only held back laughing until he choked a little, Afgan and Gibran turned to him.


"Why you? laughing at papah huh, ha?" afgan said glaring towards Saputra making himself a little bit ketar-ketir and immediately focus on his eating.


"No-no-no! pah, there was something funny outside" said Saputra back to eating.


But Gibran did not discuss it, he looked back at his papah seriously.


"Emm.. earlier there was a little bit of konslet fitting personal data reward! and it's not valid to input to Microsoft office!"


"Already pa, even Gibran has asked for proof of their identity and also a certificate from the company" he explained.


Afgan reacted by twitching his temple because a little chaotic heard from Gibran's explanation.


"God, Gibran! if not all are 100% guaranteed, we also need feedback in their company to be sure they really want to work with us!" her word.


That thing, Gibran did not think up to it because lately he thought mixed up with his problems that came crammed in his office.


"Sorry pah, Gibran knows Gibran is negligent, but tomorrow Gibran must be who the perpetrator is, and called the meetings yesterday" he said.


"Yes already, tomorrow papah will come and follow this business with papah's hands! this is also about the crisis in our company!" obviously Afgan, but Gibran a little bit flat-set what was just said by his papah.


...


Exactly at 10 pm, Tiara still could not sleep well, her eyes still literate looking at the ceiling of the roof, but suddenly the door opened and made herself a little surprised by it.


Apparently a middle-aged woman who is none other than Binta, he reappeared after covering the door and looked at Tiara's face with a meaningful smile, it was in Tiara increasingly convinced that the beak woman the mother of the body of the figure of the woman.


"Mother is very sincere huh with the body of this girl, where is her spirit? so does he know if his body is being switched?" batin Tiara looked at Binta towards her approach.


"Dear girl... You don't sleep at this hour?" said Binta smiling stroking her hair gently, it was more comfortable to be touched by her.


Tiara only responded to her movements by shaking her head, it was Binta understood and now she was sitting next to her.


"Well, will you tell me not when you are healthy before you are hospitalized?" said Binta stroking directly in Tiara's hair.


Tiara nodded vigorously and coincidentally she also wanted to know how her character and body habits were with them.


"Yes, want to" he said in a flat tone.


Binta sighed slowly, although Tiara's current condition is not expected for him but he is currently very happy to be able to communicate again with his beloved daughter who wants to listen to his story about her son.


"In this way, hopefully with a mamah story you can recover again yes son" Binta's mind stared softly at Tiara's face.


...


In the midst of solution in the dream world, Tiara's real shadow was wandering everywhere until now he found a figure in a white dress with a less clear form in the view of Tiara.


"Who are you?" he said with fear to the girl.


"Tiara, you can no longer unite your soul with your body"


"What do you mean? isn't this a dream?"


"Yes right, it's like a dream you're having right now but it's not just a dream, you're out of your body"


"W-what? it's just a joke, right? you don't talk about it!"


"As for you, I can only convey this with you, after this get ready to return to the origin"


"What are you talking about? I don't understand, this must be a dream, right, you-"


"If you still have doubts, let's follow me"


The shadow of the Tiara finally decided to follow the figure in the white dress that became the guide.