Sultan's son belongs to the CEO

Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
206. Rambles


In the morning, Fajri was waiting at the door of Ivanna's room with an annoyed face. The news is rising, even though it did dampen it yesterday. But Fajri's friends again uploaded the vidio when he was asleep.


"bang, what are you doing here?" ask Fajira who wants to wake up Ivanna.


"Mother know, what did your daughter do last night?" asked Fajri.


"what's your brother, bang?" ask Fajira frowning.


"She's making Abang viral again, Mommy!" fajri whinek.


"That could put a damper on the news, baby!" fajira.


"already, but the brutes are back to raise the news!" said Fajri increasingly pouting and hugging Fajira.


"How is the news? why are you panicking like this?" ask Fajira.


Fajri immediately showed Fajira a video of last night. With a frowning expression Fajira watched the phone screen.


"it's in front of our house, right?"


"yes, Mother,"


"who is that anyway? uh caption?" fajira asked in surprise, but after that he smiled when he realized who was in the video.


"good dong. Mommy agrees that you are the same Safira!" fajira chuckled.


"Bundaaa!" rengek Fajri semakin menjadi.


"Bang, Safira is a good girl. Perhaps you can see that his eyes are radiating sincerity! These two months, Mother has already noticed it. Yes, if you want to be with him, Mommy agrees!" said Fajira smiling.


"Mother, Come! Brother is getting married, after Dede gets married!" fajri.


"Have it, just go ahead. You'd better look for sure, than you'll have to wait for Hanna who knows where she is now!" fajira.


"sister Hanna is married, Mother!" said Fajri smiling blandly.


"yes?" fajira was surprised.


He immediately hugged Fajri and held her tightly.


"poor, baby!" said Fajira sadly while stroking Fajri's back gently.


"but you are calm, there is Safira" said Fajira casually.


"Mother!" fajri whinek.


Without them noticing, Ivanna had eavesdropped inside her room. He deliberately listened to the conversation of his mother and brother from behind the door of the room.


Is it true what the same brother said? So Hanna's sister is married? My poor brother. It seems that the Lord has prepared Sapphira for brother.


He is increasingly determined to unite Fajri and Sapphira in the near future.


"When would you marry me if you waited for me? at 30, it's impossible, right?" ivanna nodded.


tock,..took,.tok, to,...


"dad, wake up again, baby! you have class this morning!" fajira.


deg, though,...


"Oh, am I out? surely you'll go berserk later, huaa!" ivanna was a little scared.


"dad?" call Fajira again.


"Geez, Buna. Dede is awake!" ivanna from the inside.


"What do I have to do? did I just hug my brother and put on a clear face, or did I pretend to be sick? Ah sure Buna will panic later!" Ivanna paced around in the room while biting her finger.


Their voices were no longer heard from outside. Ivanna opened the door a little and peeked, whether Fajri was still there or not.


"Well, thank God you and Mom are gone!" ivanna breathed a sigh of relief.


He walked around and slipped down to the dining table. But Ivanna was surprised when she felt her collar pulled from behind.


"Where are you going, baby?" asked Fajri who sounded horror in Ivanna's ear.


deg, though,...


Ouch, mampus! why did you show up anyway? there was no one!. Bathin Ivanna grimacing.


"huh, you haven't left for work yet?" ivanna smiled sweetly.


Hug, man,...


"sorry, Dede!" said Ivanna who immediately hugged Fajri tightly.


"why apologize?" said Fajri coldly.


"karna Dede spread the video last night! sorry!" ivanna said while putting up her puppy eyes.


Fajri immediately grabbed Ivanna's ears with a cringe and shook them left and right.


"Aaaa, sick bang. hicks geez!" ivanna shouted.


"do you want it like that again?"


"don't want! sorry Dede!" ivanna pretended to cry.


"promise?"


"Ho, whoa!" Ivanna nodded with her cute expression.


Fajri stared intently at Ivanna, as if in disbelief. Because he was so memorized by the behavior of his little sister. Ivanna increasingly put on an adorable face, hoping Fajri can take it off.


"You promised me!" fajri said make sure. Ivanna just nodded convincingly.


Fajri took off the hug, and it became an opportunity for Ivanna to run away from her brother


"no promise, wleek!" said Ivanna ran down to the dining table and sought refuge.


"Dedes!" yelled Fajri who came running after his sister.


It was a scene like an Indian movie, on the dinner table. Fajura tried to break them up but could not. In the end, he could only wait for Irfan to stop his mischievous children.


"Ha, get!" fajri said when he caught Fajira.


"hahaha, geez! geez bang! hahaha," said Ivanna laughing because Fajri tickled her.


"It's over!" irfan's heavy voice echoed.


Fajri and Ivanna were shocked and immediately parted ways and sat in their respective seats.


"It's still morning lo! you're not kids anymore!" irfan.


"Sorry, Dad!" ivanna said, holding her smile.


They had a quiet breakfast and occasionally listened to the debate between Fajri and Ivanna that would never stop.


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"Later in the afternoon, dede to the company Brother ya!" ivanna said as Fajri's luxury car entered the campus gate.


"yes, baby. A good college later! don't forget when it's done!" fajri smiled and ruffled Ivanna's hair.


Without them noticing, there were some paparazzi following from behind. When Fajri's car stops at the campus parking lot, they take pictures secretly. Hopefully get a little leak who is in the middle with the handsome prince.


But they sighed disappointed because only Ivanna came down and then the car immediately left the campus. They follow back, Fajri from behind with great expectations.


"was I followed by paparazzi?" fajri frowned when he saw some suspicious motorists.


"Joe, please check the paparazzi behind me!" fajri told Joe.


"Good, Master!"


For a while, Fajri did not find any suspicious riders again, until he arrived at the office.


But something worse happened. Many journalists strafed his car, to get clarification.


Oh, what am I supposed to do?. Fajri Bathin.


He seemed reluctant to get out of the car. He chose to leave there, and returned home. He is afraid to mispronounce later and will offend many parties. Or even hurt Safira.


"but why should I think about his feelings? What am I?.." Fajri's eyes bully when he guesses what's going on with him.


"can't I just move on from Hanna's sister?" Fajri shook his head.


"it looks like I should go home and have a chat with Mommy, What should I do after this!" said Fajri immediately put his car back home.


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