Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
106. The Difficulty of Keeping an Irfan

"it's a shame to introduce him to Bayu Hamish the parents of Sherly Hamish"

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"good afternoon, sir" said Fajira kindly along with a heartbeat that began to beat faster.

"afternoon, madam" said Bayu while looking down

The atmosphere of silence was instantaneous, Fajira became awkward with the current state of affairs.

"hmm, I went to my room" said Fajira about to leave.

"Are you tired?" irfan asked gently as he stroked his wife's face.

"I think you need some privacy to have a chat with Mr. Bayu"

"he wants to say something to you, baby"

"me? What do you want to talk to me about?" ask Fajira to the point while staring at Bayu.

"I, I..." Bayu feels the prestige to say sorry to Fajira.

"All decisions are with you, baby" Irfan said.

"what decision, dear? Don't be convoluted" Fajira frowned and began to know where her husband was talking.

"Don't we talk about this before, dear?" Irfan said holding Fajira's hand gently.

The woman was silent, she looked at Bayu carefully. Even though he felt heartache because of his son. But he felt sorry too, if Bayu had to bear the consequences of his son's actions.

"Mas!" call Fajira in doubt.

"Whatever baby, everything I give up to you!" Irfan smiled sweetly. Fajira looked at the middle-aged obedient man carefully.

"do you know what my father did to me?" said Fajira staring at Bayu firmly.

"yes, madam, I know. I apologize on behalf of my Princess to the mistress and Mr. Irfan. But I will make sure if my son will not interfere with the lives of the Lord and mistress again" said Bayu lirih.

"Why are you apologizing for the mistake made by your son sir? If you punish your child, but don't tell him to apologize, what for? everything will not have a positive effect on him and he will always be like that. He will assume that whatever he does there are parents who always protect" said Fajira at length.

"i'm not teaching you, I'm just reminding you of the attitude you have to take in educating children" Fajira continued

"forgive me madam, this is all my fault for failing to educate children. I thought having possessions and fulfilling all my son's wishes was the only way he could be happy, but not. I've only realized it now, madam. I hope with all humility Mr and Mrs will forgive my son," said Bayu who had lost face in front of a pair of young people in front of him.

What am I supposed to do? one side I want the woman to regret for having dared to play with me. Punishing his parents is impossible. Bathin Fajira's.

He was silent while looking at Irfan. He is really confused at the moment.

"How do you think Mas?"

"I have everything ready, baby. Contract cancellation letters and checks worth 25 billion" said Irfan lightly.

But success makes Bayu speechless with a pale face and mind that wanders around, thinking of the worst thing he will get later after the cancellation of this cooperation.

"Are you sure you want to give me the right to decide this?"

"yes baby. Because you're the victim of his son's depravity"

"Mas! Can't say that" Fajira stared intently at Irfan.

"sorry dear" the man instead stroked his wife's head gently.

They are still looking at each other, Fajira hopes he can give this decision as well as possible.

"Sir Bayu?" call Fajira with a witty. He paused for a moment to catch his breath.

"Truly I was just an ordinary woman who was lucky to get Mas Irfan as a husband. Even to get a lot of things I have to sacrifice. But I never hurt anyone. The love that is present in the human heart is a gift given by God.

But the way the father's daughter was very wrong, Anyone must have cursed her actions. Keeping it is harder than getting it. It's not just my parents who want my husband. But, one thing I have to make sure of, Ie Mas Irfan just loves me and makes me the only queen who reigns in her frozen heart. My husband proved it all.

If you can teach your daughter how to behave maybe I can still consider the cancellation of that cooperation" said Fajira with teary eyes staring at ayarh Irfan who was also smiling towards him.

Mr. Bayu was silent to digest the words of the wise Fajira without dropping his son.

"Y-so? did Madam not cancel this cooperation contract?" tanya Bayu made sure.

"thank you, madam. I Promise I will teach my Daughter about manners so that she can be a better woman again.Thank you" said Bayu teary-eyed.

Mr. Irfan is indeed lucky to get a woman like Mrs Fajira. It is fitting that Sherly who is like that is rejected, if his wife has a soft heart as cotton and a face that is so soothing. May you always be healthy, Madame Fajira. Bathin Bayu looked at Fajira.

"Here you go, please sir. Lunch hour is almost over" said Irfan expel Pak Bayu.

"Do you want to eat with us?" tawar Fajira to Bayu was successful in making Irfan glare in shock.

"uh no, thank you, ma'am. I also miss my wife's cooking at home. Once again thank you very much because the Lady and the master have given me a chance. If this contract is void, I don't know what to do after this. Once again thank you, Mrs. Excuse me" said Bayu sungkan.

"iya please. Sorry I can't deliver you" Ketus Irfan.

"excuse me" Bayu passed there and left a husband and wife in the room.

"Mas, I cooked your favorite food earlier" said Fajira opening one by one challenge.

"Mas" called Fajira by raising her head. He looked at Irfan with obstructive eyes staring at him sadistically.

"why darling?" ask Fajira gently.

"Think of it yourself" snorted Irfan.

"Don't get mad. I'm just talking, baby" Fajira leaned her head against Irfan's chest and gently stroked the most comfortable place to lean on it.

"Mas. Uhh" Plaak... Fajira hit the chest slowly and unbuttoned Irfan's shirt and rubbed the chest that grew fine fur.

"Mas, you know today I'm really happy" said Fajira happily but Irfan remained silent.

"Mas! iid. Yes, I have gone home" Fajira rose from her seat, but Irfan first held back the body that had become opium to him.

"I'm jealous baby, don't you understand?"

"You're jealous of grandpa? are you like him?" ketus Fajira interprets something and makes Irfan glare.

"You-you"

"done already! I'm glad you're not arguing" Fajira leaned back on the sofa.

"Eh don't be angry, baby. You happy why my dear? try here the story" Irfan pulled Fajira back into his deck.

"That's... You know, baby. Proposal I received" said fae gladly

"yes? thankfully. How much more, dear. You can complete your studies quickly" said Irfan also happy.

"iya Mas, I'm very happy, what else was the lecturer praising my proposal Mas!"

"Ah thank goodness. Can I get my present?" irfan looked at Fajira.

"I'm the one who got it, why did you ask for a gift?" fajira Pout.

"Well, I love the gift, baby"

Irfan attacked Fajira gently, he scooped up the sweet lips of Fajira's cherry who always called him and asked to be kissed. Fajira, who also craves a touch of Irfan, does not reject him at all. They are still clashing with sweet lips and trying to satisfy each other.

"Hmmm..." Fajira pushes Irfan's body when he feels the air supply is thinning.

"We eat first, yes" he asked.

"I want to..."

"gst... Not often, dear. Danger"

"huh. yeah already. But bribe me yes" resigned Irfan

"yes sweetheart"

Irfan held Fajira to sit on his lap. While enjoying lunch they chatted about many things. Fajira excitedly told what happened during the seminar.

Until the lunch hour passed, Fajira said goodbye to pick Fajri up first to his school and return home with his little prince.

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TO BE CONTINUE