PLAYBOY CEO IN LOVE
CHAPTER 181

“Aaa.. it feels, so happy today,” a smile.

looks so fluffy from the corner of the lips, Tania.

Joe, repay. That man, follow his smile. Feel

just as happy as you are, Tania.

“Thank God if, my dear, feel happy.”

Tania, turn her gaze towards me, Joenathan. “Joe, ,

thanks for a great day, this.”

“If, my dear, would. Every day, I would spend

my time is like this,” sentence, Joe, sounds so sincere.

“Of course you can't. If you keep me playing

like these. So, when are you going to work?”

“No, work. Easy, right!”

“Can't! You have to keep working. If not, how

will you support me and my baby-to-be?”

“Hahahah!” Joe, chuckle. “So, my dear is afraid if we

falling poor later?”

“Not like that,” Tania, shook her head. “I, not afraid

if we fall poor.”

“Then, why did you forbid me to continue with you, every

while playing with you?” eyebrows, Joe, slightly raised when filing

the question.

“Joe, you're a head of the household. And also, a boss

so many people working with you. You can't keep going

play with me like this. Because of the responsibility as a leader

waiting for you. The leader of our little family, and also the leader of

the effort you've been building all along. People need you, me and the baby

us too. We all need you,” obviously, Tania.

Joe, smile. His left hand is visible

stalling, grabbing hands, Tania. “Yes, you're right. I was a leader. Leader

from a big company, and also a leader in our small family. And I

promise, even if it is as busy as it is. I, will keep providing

my time is for you, for our little family.”

“Thanks, Joe. Thanks for everything.”

Cars are speeding through the streets of the capital. Slowly mentoring

sinking, facing the darkness of the night. Joenathan and Tania, have now arrived

his residence. However, the other case with, Wulan. The girl, looks to be sitting

in his work chair, while cleaning the sheets of paper stacked there.

“Hufft! Finally, done also.”

Breathing that feels heavy, just come out of

her mouth. He took her medium-sized bag.  Which, he put on the desk. Wulans,

carrying it only after that he breezed out of the palace.

The road, looks very rushed. Remembering, that day

it's dark. There's no one else there. Make it, a little

goosebumps if it continues to linger there.

Actually, this afternoon, Wulan, already wanted to go home soon. However,

as he moved from his place. All of a sudden, Bayu, come with

bring additional tasks. And also asked him, to finish it that day

aslo. Forced, Wulan, postponed the time of his return.

The speed of the shoes is heard, along with the speed of the steps

which filled the room.

Bruock!

Suddenly, his body hit something. Feels hard, though,

until it makes him fall.

“Aahh.. shit!” he said, with a shrunken face. “My waist,

“Basic, stupid girl!”

The sound of blasphemy from a man. Not very

stranger, often heard. Wulan, raising her head, saw a figure

who stood there.

“You!” his forehead is getting shriveled.

The dimly lit, Wulan, could see the middle figure

stand right there.

“Help ak—“ hasn't had time for him to finish his sentence, figure

it seemed to pass away without a hint of guilt. “Aaaa…

basic, jerk man!” he threw his hand on the floor.

Wulan grumbled in annoyance. Will the figure just pass. Likely,

it just passed after making him fall on the floor without

there is a feeling of guilt.

Slowly, Wulan, rise up on her own. Holding

next to his waist. Wulan, managed to get up, then slowly stepped up

go darisana.

Now, Wulan, has arrived in front of the office entrance. Already

holding the door handle, will open it immediately and get out of there. Then,

when Wulan had stepped on the ceramic floor of his office terrace. All of a sudden, though,

his steps came to a halt due to a hand sticking to his shoulder.

“You, who will you go home with?” ask a man, who

his voice was exactly the same as the figure that hit him earlier.

Wulan, look. His eyes narrowed, staring at the figure of the man who

his hand is on his shoulder.

“Not, your business!” imbue it with all the annoyance that

stuck in his heart.

Back, he turned around. After first

clasping the man's hand. But when the foot started to move again. The man, the man,

instead held him back, pulling his hand violently until, Wulan, fell inside

her hug.

“Why did you answer so tightly? Didn't I

asking you very well,” his hand is still clasping tightly. Unwilling

in order, Wulan, to be released.

“You, dickhead! Nothing good about you. Just now,

you even bumped into me, but don't apologize. Help me to rise up

only, don't you do. Even pitching without feeling, cih!” lips, Wulan.

“Oo.. so that's the case,” the man seemed to nod

slow down. “Alright, now I'm sorry.” With a smile that looks

singled. “So, can I drop you off now? Counting as

apologies from me,” later.

Wulan, shake her hand. With a still veiled look

so it looks on his face.

“Thanks for your good intentions. But unfortunately, I am more

I like to go home by myself. So, you don't have to bother to drive me,”

turn around and leave the man there.

Yes, the man is, Bayu. the figure of a very very

hate, Wulan. Then he hit the girl and sat on the floor without

there is a feeling of guilt. Even after that, he went straight inside

room to pick up his phone that was left behind.

Where he stands now. Bayu, look lamenting

departure, Wulan. Somehow, why the rejection, Wulan, made her heart feel disappointed.

TBC.