My Leaning Husband is CEO
Chapter 1: Breaking up the love of millions

"Let.. "the greeting of mommy Vita goes into Letta's ear.

With a sweet smile Letta looked at her mommy who was sitting in front of her accompanying her to breakfast.

"Daddy hasn't woken up yet, mom?" letta asked deliberately cut off her mommy remark Letta had guessed the direction.

"Daddy's out on the morning, um.... Let, are you going to meet mommy with your boyfriend?" No matter how much Letta dodged it was definitely that question that mommy asked him again.

With his breath deliberately held, it was impossible for Letta to bother rough breathing in front of the mommy he so respected.

It's fate as the first child who is not married surely his parents want him to immediately follow his brother who has first found a companion.

Though the age of Letta is also still twenty-five years, for most children now, that age is not too old to be pursued married.

But how else Letta must realize that her mommy is really worried about her fate, let alone the mommy is Javanese who feel that the older sister pamali if preceded married by her sister, especially when married by her sister, especially his brother.

Letta is not single, Letta has a boyfriend, just that his girlfriend is in another city and can not come to get acquainted with both parents.

"Professor Herlambang yesterday to ngejo... " Mommy Vita hasn't finished talking yet but Letta cut out the sentence first.

"Sorry mom, I had a meeting with the other board of directors this morning, I say yes." Letta snatched her bag not forgetting to kiss mommy Vita's cheek and went scattering out.

At the exit Letta crossed paths with daddy Mamat, kissed the man's cheek and hurriedly left in his minivan.

"Yang.. "call Mamat slowly, seeing Vita was dumbstruck at the dinner table, Mamat can guess why his daughter chose to run away from the presence of the wife.

Mamat took a seat next to Vita and stroked the head that had been overgrown with white hair affectionately.

"Don't be hounded hmmm, pity Letta," said Mamat softly.

"You know what I thought? I'm afraid of Hun, what if Letta. "vita's words of worry can only get stuck in the throat.

"No, it's just a myth, we do the best for our children." Mamat kissed Vita's cheek with affection.

Fortunately Mamat was always able to relieve what became Vita's anxiety about many things, including Vita's fear that Letta would become a spinster because Vetta was married first.

"Mending takes care of your hydroponic garden, I want to masakin sauteed kale," continued Mamat slowly.

And yes in the end Vita threw away her bad thoughts.

On the other hand, Letta who is bad mood because early in the morning has been asked by macem-macem same mommy, can only swallow her anger in the chest alone.

It's not good to still stay one roof with parents, ready to accept babbling, ready to accept pressure, ready for anything at all.

Letta also knew that her parents were so hopeful that she would get married soon, but getting married was not as easy as turning hands, especially her boyfriend was not ready to meet mommy and daddy.

Especially if it is not a minder. Minder because from a simple family, inferior because of his position under Letta, inferior because of the village, as long as they love each other and want to fight together it is enough.

Arriving at the office, Letta immediately contacted Febianto, his girlfriend and his men who served as manager at Mamat's resort in Tawangmangu there.

"Hello Yang," said Letta after her phone call was received by Febian.

"Hello babe, tumben called me in the morning?" The sexy heavy voice greeted Letta, making her groggy feeling suddenly pop out.

"I'm sprains!" Letta complained, it was not strange for Letta to convey his grievances to the girlfriend who was two years older than him, because Febian was very mature in his way of thinking.

"Why hmm?" The voice was so soft and soothing to the soul.

"When you want to go to Jakarta which, I'm uncomfortable every day asked mommy continues."

Repeatedly convinced by Letta that his parents never questioned the rank, treasure or whatever the name is, but Febian still could not go over.

With a long sigh finally Febian said."This Saturday I want to go to Jakarta, I want to talk to you."

One short sentence that Letta was so looking forward to he finally heard as well.

"Tell?" ask Letta to make sure.

"Yes." Yeah."

***

Letta waited for Febian at the exit of Gambir station, a deep longing for the lover made Letta impatient to meet soon.

One thing that makes Letta more in love with Febian is. The guy never wants to accept the facilities offered by Letta, he never uses Letta's wealth for his ambition alone.

The handsome guy with the mature brown leather looked out of the arrival door.

With a little running Letta approached then hit the tall body and hugged it tightly.

"I miss" whispered Letta Parau.

Febian seemed to rub Letta's back gently.

"Then diyiat people Let." Febian parses Letta's hands gently.

Letta had frowned hearing Febian calling him without the frills of 'Yang' as usual.

"Go to the hotel or eat first?" letta asked softly while holding Febian's hand towards his car.

"Eat it," replied Febian, because the plan Febian will not linger in Jakarta.

He had to convey something to Letta and his plan later that night directly back to Solo again using the night train.

Letta took Febian to the restaurant that was scattered around Sabang, it was late and too time consuming if they were looking for other locations.

After ordering the menu, with sparkling eyes Letta looked at the idol who unfortunately looks cool and macho even though only wearing a short-sleeved shirt.

They enjoyed their glorified lunch while occasionally talking to each other about the news.

Their food was already toilet, without Letta realizing Febian looked often wrong and looked at Letta with a difficult gaze to interpret.

"Little..... " Here we go, it's time for everything to be revealed.

"Hm." Letta who was drinking his drink raised her head, looking at Febian's face that looked wrong.

"Let's end this relationship." One sentence Febian was able to silence and stab Letta's heart until it stopped beating.

"Why?" Only one word could come out of Letta's lips.

"Suppose I'm a jerk who doesn't deserve to be with you" Febian replied in a soft voice.

Letta stared intently at Febian, she was not the type of woman who was fond of a man just to beg for love and question the reason the man wanted to leave.

Letta sighed once and said, "Well, I accept your decision."