Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
172. Longs

The morning sun begins to shine on the earth with its bright light. Warm up every living thing on this earth.

Ivanna was still at home hugging her favorite bolster pillow. Fajira went inside the little girl's room and revealed the window curtain that was still tightly closed.

"deck? wake up, baby! Dede wants to go to school today, right?" fajira stroked Ivanna's head.

"dad?" call back.

"just a minute, Buna! Dede's still sleepy!" Ivanna shuffled her head over Fajira's lap.

"wake up, baby, and have bad luck going to school!" Fajira.

He remembered his childhood that came back to his mind and floated in a very clear way. He tried to hold back the tears so that Ivanna did not feel suspicious.

"shower again, baby! do you want to bathe?"

"Dede bathe herself, Buna!" Ivanna forced herself to sit with her eyes still closed.

He shuffled down and took his towel. Not to forget Ivanna also kissed Fajira's cheek before entering the bathroom. After the door closed, Fajira's tears could no longer be held back. For a moment he let it flow on that smooth cheek.

Mother, Jira misses!

Once he had enough, he prepared Ivanna's school clothes and went out from there to Fajri's room.

Chequek!

the handsome man's room was already bright and there was the sound of water flowing inside the bathroom. Fajira smiled, Fajri was already very independent to wake up early and prepare his school supplies.

Fajira immediately opened Fajri's closet and took out the handsome man's batik uniform. It feels like he wants to cry again, but as much as possible he can hold it so that Fajri does not suspect later. He got out of there and went back to his room.

Fajri smiled when he saw the shadow of his mother just coming out of the room. Although he was already a big boy, but Fajira did not distinguish the treatment between himself and Ivanna.

"thank you, Mother!" fajri smiled even though Fajira did not listen.

While Fajira sat on the sofa while holding his sobs. Doesn't he do this every day? but why does it feel so different today, he misses his parents so much.

The issue was increasingly unstoppable, until it was able to wake Irfan who was still asleep. He was surprised and immediately got out of bed, without waiting for long, he immediately hugged Fajira tightly. Broken was already the young mother's cry, she sobbed deeply in Irfan's arms.

"why are you crying, baby? is there something bad about you? here say the same to me!" irfan was not calm.

Fajira just sobbed and evaporated his emotions. He just needs a shoulder to lean on at the moment. Irfan faithfully calmed his wife while gently stroking Fajira's head.

when he felt that Fajira was getting better, Irfan broke the hug and looked at his wife gently.

"why, darling?"

"i only remember my parents, Mom!" fajira lirih.

The deg!

Irfan hugged Fajira tightly. No one can replace the one who is gone. But how else, no one can resurrect a dead person in any way.

"cry, baby! because right now I can't do anything but hug you!" said Irfan who also felt the sadness of Fajira.

The beautiful woman's cry again sounded soft. Until Ivanna and Fajri knocked on the door of the room, because they had finished dressing.

"Mother?" call Fajri.

"honey, there are kids!" irfan.

"i'll go to the bathroom first! you're good at it, don't let them know if I'm crying!" said Fajira running towards the bathroom.

Irfan let out a heavy sigh, he walked towards the door and opened it slowly. It seemed that he would not go to the office today, as his heart felt uneasy leaving Fajira in her current state.

"Why, baby?" irfan said when he opened the door.

"okay, I'm not ready. You didn't go to the office?" asked Ivanna.

"dad's off today, baby!" irfan.

"why is dad off? Where's buna, dad?" Ivanna slipped into the room and did not find her mother there.

"without Mother?" ask Fajri who feels something is wrong and something is hidden by his father.

"Mother heartburn he said, Mother will follow!" irfan holds Ivanna.

"Aji just wanna wait here, Dad!" said Fajri walking sitting on the bed.

"later late, baby!"

Fajri fell silent, he had a repeat this morning. The handsome man walked towards the bathroom door and managed to make Irfan's heart beat faster. Fajri knocked on the door and shouted from the outside to call his mother.

"what, Mommy's okay?" fajri.

"yes, baby. Mother is fine! Breakfast first, son! mother's got a stomachache!" said Fajira from the bathroom.

"what's the need, Aji call the doctor, mother?"

"No need, baby! say the same aunt please deliver warm tea to Mother's room yes, baby!"

"yes, Mother!" Fajri reluctantly left his mother there.

The three of them walked in with gontai steps because Fajira did not take breakfast together this morning.

"Let me get ya, son! What do you want?" ask Irfan.

"branch wants fried rice, dad!" said Fajri lethargic, he received a plate from Irfan and immediately ate breakfast.

Likewise with Ivanna, he just stirred up the food without intending to eat it.

"breakfast at the meal, baby!" irfan Names Ivanna.

"Dede wants to eat with Buna, dad!"

"Mother is sick, son!"

"huft, um,..." Ivanna fed her food lazily.

Until their food is cleared, Fajri and Ivanna wait near the car. Fajira just came out in her house clothes. Irfan has changed clothes.

"we're leaving!" irfan.

"is Buna not coming?" asked Ivanna in tears.

"Today's the same dad, baby! brother take care of dede!" fajira lirih.

He deliberately used powder and a little makeup to close his eyes. Ivanna's face was gloomy for a moment, she hugged Ivanna with a feeling of unwillingness.

"Dede don't have to go to school then!" ivanna lirih.

"honey, I can't do that, son! but Dede wants to be smart, so can't be lazy to learn it! later if Mommy can't deliver Dede, does Dede not want to go to school?" said Fajira smiling as she rubbed Ivanna's head gently.

The girl just shook her head and hugged Fajira again.

"Already, yeah. There we go, Dede's late!" said Fajira unraveling her embrace.

"Mother, brother leave first! Is Mommy okay?" fajri said worriedly.

"Mother is fine, son! Don't worry yeah. Take care of Dede!" said Fajira smiling.

"yes, Mother!"

The hug drama happened that morning, although Fajira had already said that he was fine, but the two geniuses did not believe what the mother said.

As the day grew, they were forced to leave and leave the beautiful angel at home alone. Irfan immediately drove his car to Fajri and Ivanna's school to drive them.

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TO BE CONTINUE