Stuck With An Arrogant CEO
Q3: ARES FERNANDEZ
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“Why do you look so moody?” ares asked who saw his sister's face. “What's up?”
Athena simply sighed while stirring the milk.
“Why?”
“Do not disturb me!”
“I asked you. It's Sunday night, why are you moody? Isn't it usually nice tomorrow to walk with your friend?!”
Athena took a deep breath. “I have tutoring, so tomorrow is not so.”
“Ah, you deserve to be a bitch,” said Ares again continue the steps.
“Where are you going?” Ask Athena.
Unanswered, Athena irritated and threw the couch cushion until Ares almost fell. The man turned his body away instantly and looked at his sister's annoyance. “I want to go out, you know where I go every week night or holiday.”
Athena pursed her lips restrained in annoyance, she felt sad to be left alone at home. “Mommy and Daddy are dating, Alden is playing with Oma and may now be asleep. What should I do?”
“Usually also you have busyness.”
“Arin has a boyfriend now, and Cantika is busy with schoolwork. Can't you just stay here?” ask Athena.
“No, I have to go out so that it is not crazy to continue to be here let alone with you,” said Ares casually and save back the cushion of the sofa. “Search there activities.”
Athena snorted in annoyance. “I want out.”
“You can't ride a car, request between Nina.”
“Mommy won't let me out.”
“Then accept your destiny,” said Ares as he walked away. Making Athena lazy even more upset. “Do not frown, I will buy martabak when I go home later.”
“Chocolate raisin flavor.”
“Oke.”
“Don't long ago.”
“Aye.”
Ares walked to his motor sport, where he played if not the workshop, Samuel's cafe. But at the moment, Ares prefers to hang out with the boys of the workshop who are not in school, where he hangs out with all kinds of people and exchanges stories about the outlook on life.
When he was about to get on the motorbike, Ares checked his phone. Since the match, he has not contacted Cantika again. Ares himself is angry and upset that Cantika left him and has not contacted him.
“What is this? he found a man more handsome than me? That's right.”
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Cantika is busy doing her homework, there are many more tasks than usual. Which overwhelmed him.
After finishing one task, Cantika let out a sigh of relief.
“Live one more,” he said happy.
And when he opened his bag, Cantika started to panic. He didn't get the book where it was.
“Jeez, I've already recorded it. But where is the book?”
Moreover, the task this time the individual with each person has a different problem.
“Tidaaaak,” says Cantika. “When's lesson? Tomorrow?”
He kept muttering to himself. “And when was the last lesson? Friday at the game?”
Cantika looked up at the sky trying to remember what happened back then. Until he remembered. “Oh gosh, I saved it in locker.”
Cantika immediately out of the room with panic.
“Where are you?” ask Grandma.
“Nek, Cantika wants to go to school for a while. Want to pick up a book in the locker.”
“It's night, Cantika.”
“But Cantika needs, Nek.”
“Tomorrow, tomorrow holiday ‘kan?”
Cantika shook her head strongly. “Cantika can't stand it, must be finished now. Anyway Athena said in school there likes a guard.”
“Just don't, tomorrow only.”
“Do not what?” ask Grandpa who joined the conversation and just finished eating. “What? Tika want what?”
“You go to school he said, want to pick up a book inside a locker.”
“Oh, go to school. Yaudah come on Grandpa inter.”
“Loh, it's night, Kek,” said the Grandma.
“Newly also at eight, Grandpa also knows the security guard there. All right Grandpa has to change motor oil.”
“Already,” Grandma said at last.
“Yes!” cantika is ready soon.
“Already?”
“Already, Cake.”
And they started to go. The first minute, everything was safely under control, let alone Grandpa while telling a story.
Till.... BLEDUG!
“Akkhhh! Grandpa!”
Almost oleg, lucky Grandpa lowered his legs quickly.
“The tires are leaking,” said the Grandpa. “Ditambal first yes, there is a workshop in front.”
Cantika went down while nodding and helped push the bike from behind.
“One…. How not to move?” ask Cantika.
“How to move, grandpa has not put his teeth in.”
“Oalahhh,” muttered the girl rubbed her own chest.
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Ares laughed at his friend's words.
“Cigarettes, Bang?” ask one of them to offer.
Ares shakes.
“Well, it's legal, Bang.”
“No, I don't want to die young.”
“Yes not so the concept, Bang.”
“Not interested, later aja.”
Actually they call Brother not because Ares is older, but as a call of respect considering they know who Ares is and also his services in this place.
“Pas at KM 97 it, bokap I almost wretched,” said Ares.
“Nah right, Bang. Emang in there is very vulnerable.”
Ares spoke with some customers who were also fixing their bikes. Until new customers arrive.
“Why, Cake?” ask one of the officers.
“Ban his leaking, suddenly erupted.”
“Sit first, Cake. Wait there.”
And Cantika who was tired of pushing the bike rubbed his forehead. “At his tiredness.”
Ares instantly recognized the voice, he looked. “Centini?”
“Ares?”
“What are you doing here?”
“My Grandpa's motor is leaking.”
“I mean, where are you going.”
“Oh, this is Ares?” ask the Grandfather who followed their conversation. “You ate at my house ‘kan? Keep on changing clothes?”
“Grandfather don't do that, Grandma who brought Ares in, her clothes are also given,” said Cantika.
“Oh yes? You are also the one who often pick up Cantika ‘kan?”
“Iya, Cake. I,” said Ares a little worried about the wrong talk.
“You guys dating?”
“No,” replied Ares and Cantika simultaneously.
“Oh, not mean. If the book is missing he said in his school locker, I want to go there, but the tires are leaking,” said the Grandpa gave the code. “You have a motor, Aris?”
“Ares, Cake. And I brought a motorbike. I take Cantika to school how?”
“That's it, but Grandpa's waiting here while gawking. Coffee lah.”
Ares laughed at Grandpa's easy-going behavior. “Order only, Cake. Say login to bon Ares.”
“You often owe?”
“Eh, not that, Kek.”
“Well, got caught. Tika, don't want to be with this kid, the creditor to him.”
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TO BE CONTINUE