Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
169. The Cruelty of a Fajri
Fajira took Ivanna to the kitchen to cook food according to the request of her little daughter equipped with several other dishes. Jokingly, Fajira sat Ivanna on a table away from the stove.
"that's what, Buna?" said Ivanna saw the onion that was being peeled by Fajira.
"this is called an onion, baby. It tastes good when fried krispy! Dede want to try and peel him a piece?" fajira.
"You, Buna!" ivanna said spirit.
He took an onion and saw how Fajira peeled it.
srek....
srek...
"already, buna!"said Ivanna who finished first compared to Fajira.
"well, Dede fast!" said Fajira smiling. Ivanna smiled with a blushing face.
The ART also endlessly praised the little girl, so Ivanna's face was already very red and it looked very worrisome to anyone who saw her.
"already, bik! pity my son, his face is so red!" said Fajira chuckling while hugging Ivanna.
"Hehe's done, cute young lady, Nya!" they try to hold back the laughter.
"Yuna!" the whining of Ivanna who could not hold back her malunya.
"already, bik! just do something else!" fajira hugged Ivanna.
Fajira mixes all the necessary ingredients. Ivanna looked carefully at what her mother was doing.
"what's ripe, Mother?" ask Ivanna.
"already, darling. Dede want to try?" asked Fajira to take a spoon and broadcast it to Ivanna.
hup...
"how?" ask Fajira enthusiastically.
"lucky Buna, pas!" ivanna raised her thumb with a smile.
"how about we eat at dad's office, baby?" fajira.
"Waaah! okay, Buna!" those sharp eyes sparkled happily.
Fajira immediately wrapped up the food to be brought to Irfan's office. Not to forget he also got ready with Ivanna, and immediately went to the office.
"Buna, aren't you coming to lunch with us?" ask Ivanna.
"branch's going to school, baby!" fajira.
Ivanna was gloomy, she became uninspired when she heard her beloved brother did not come to eat with them later.
"Don't be sad, we can have dinner together later tonight!" fajira.
"yes, Buna!"
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"wow, who's cooking?" irfan said enthusiastically bribing the food.
"Dede cook, dad! delicious, right?" fajira.
Blushes...
The white face of Ivanna again met listening to the praise of her father.
"wow, smart girl this father! so delicious!" praise Irfan on the accompaniment of ignorance.
"Dad, dong! don't praise Dede anymore!" Ivanna whinek.
"uh, why baby? it's delicious!"
"hehehe, here's the bribe dad ate it, son!" irfan.
Ivanna moved closer to her father. With a face that was still meeting, he accepted the bribe after bribe given by Irfan. Fajira smiled, but there was something lacking for her. Fajri's absence makes half the colors in his life go with the little guy.
It feels like he picked up Fajri and ate together in this office. Enjoy a dish that is so tempting on the tongue and joke with each other. But for the sake of the future of the child, he was forced to let Fajri not go to lunch with them at this time.
After finishing eating, Irfan returned to the desk and completed a lot of work.
"Are you busy?" the great-grandson of Ivanna who was standing next to Irfan.
"yes, baby. Dede needs something, son?" irfan stopped his activities.
"dede wants to be on the same bench, dad! What can?" ask Ivanna lirih.
"can, darling! but dede sits quietly, son!" irfan held Ivanna and held her.
"yes, dad!"
The cute girl just sat quietly on Irfan's lap, Fajira could only smile at Ivanna's efforts to get his father's attention. He looked carefully at what Irfan was doing. Until he frowned when he saw a number that was not in line with the calculation that should be.
"Dad!" call Ivanna and stop her father's work.
"yes, son?" Irfan.
"let's count this one again, Dede, I don't think the count fits, yeah!" ivanna pointed to what she saw.
Irfan complied, he took out a calculator and re-examined the project proposal that they would be working on by the end of this month. His face flushed red when he discovered the fraud in the proposal. He immediately called Pandu and the person in charge of the proposal he was examining.
"thank you, baby. I don't know if Dede didn't talk! maybe our company has lost a lot, son!" irfan hugged his daughter's body.
Fajira frowned listening to the conversation of her son and husband. He walked over and examined the proposal.
"Mas, this is outrageous in manipulating data!" said Fajira when he found about 1 billion funds that could be embezzled by them
"Yes, baby! that's why I called them to come to my room!" irfan said while giving the code to Fajira.
The young mother understood, she immediately persuaded Ivanna so that they could leave the room. Ivanna according when listening if they would go buy ice cream, because the stock at home has been thinning.
"Dede go first, dad! be more careful later!" ivanna said sweetly, while peeping Irfan's cheeks and hands.
"yes, baby! thank you, Dede said to me later, what do you want Dede! let me buy ya!" irfan.
"yes, dad! thank you, dope!" Ivanna waved her hand.
"don't cross the line, baby! do as you please! remember your heart has not recovered too much!" said Fajira softly and kissed her husband's cheek.
Two beautiful women from different generations left Irfan's room with pleasure. While Irfan again put on a cold face, firm and scary. Just now he was angry because of the arrival of the mothers of last year, now he was angry again with a proposal that was very insolent according to him.
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While at school, Fajri gets bad treatment because of Ivanna's presence in school. Currently, he felt alone because Hanna, Ziyyad and Bagas did not continue their schooling there. So that he became the smallest student and also in enemy by some students who have high ambition.
"eh Fajri, didn't your sister go to school yesterday? didn't he come in two days?" ask Syafa cynically.
"my brother is sick, brother! from the heat of his body!" said Fajri coldly. It's very unpleasant if someone is looking for something with it.
"Oow... It's good to be a school donor, although school registration is closed but can still enter!" syafa is back.
"as long as my parents have power, why don't I use it! besides, what's my brother's lack of work to have to bother me?" fajri jengah.
"uh cocky! rich parents are proud! You're still a kid, what can you do if you're not from the rich?"
"i was 1 year old when I was able to make money! even in 3 years I have made 12 billion? brother at the age who now produces anything? there isn't any huh? pity me! the burden of family!" fajri said cynically.
"lack of you! the cave can't believe it! yes cave admit that your brain is very diluted, but it's impossible if not for your parents!" said challenging.
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TO BE CONTINUE