Sultan's son belongs to the CEO

Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
211. Sapphira's Visit


After bathing and wearing clothes. Fajri sat pensively on his bed.


Is it because I'm too kind to Zwetta that she dares to do that? What will I say to Mother later? ivanna is taking over my life now. Tomorrow morning there will be another act of my little girl.huft!.


Slowly Fajri laid down his body, but the eyes did not go to sleep. Until the morning before, the tired eyes did not go to sleep.


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


"bang? you up, baby?" fajira.


Fajri opens the door for Fajira. He saw the time already showing at 5 am.


"Wake up, son?" tanya Fajira went into Fajri's room.


"Already, Mother!" Fajri smiled and hugged Fajira.


"Double, you want to talk to me, brother!" said Fajira smiling and patting the sofa of the room.


The deg!


Fajri's heart began to beat fast, his mind became ungodly. Fear mixed with anxiety, making the tired body tremble.


"Mother sure, there's something you're hiding from, Mother!"


Duars!!


Fajri knew that Fajira could not be lied to. He immediately rested at Fajira's feet with teary eyes.


"Sorry, Brother, Mother!" fajri lirih.


"why do you apologize?" ask Fajira who is trying to master himself.


Fajri told me what happened yesterday without anyone being covered up. He would never be able to lie with this beautiful angel.


Fajira was silent while sighing in relief, fortunately just kissing. Unlike again if Fajri has done things further and indecent. And make it Irfan volume 2.


"What, you love Zwetta?" tanya Fajira stroked Fajri's head gently.


"no, Mommy. My brother doesn't love him! What's wrong with you doing good to everyone regardless of who they are?" fajri asked, looking at his mother.


"nothing's wrong, baby. But look who it is, what the motive is. We're not ordinary people like little aji time, son! Everyone has the intention of being close to us. That's what you should pay attention to!" said Fajira and made Fajri speechless.


"is Mother not angry?" ask Fajri.


"why should Mother be angry? isn't that why you can taste the sweetness of kissing?" fajira chuckled.


"Mother!" fajri whinek.


"heheheh. Honey, everything that happens is a lesson. You won't understand if you don't feel it yourself! if this doesn't happen, you'll never know what Zwetta's true nature is!" said Fajira smiling.


"Yes, Mother. My brother understands now. It should have been from the beginning to figure out how Zwetta got along. You see, Brother never thought he would come this far, Mother. But it turns out that wrong, everyone involved with you should see who they are!" fajri said softly and made Fajira smile.


"Abang hasn't slept yet, has he?" ask Fajira who saw my eyes Fajri.


"yet, Mother," said Fajri lirih.


"don't think too much. Now, brother rest ya!"


"There's a shareholders' meeting this morning, Mother!" said Fajri with eyes that began to shut because he felt a soft rub in his head.


"Break a minute, son! there is still an hour to sleep. later Mother wake up!" fajira.


"yes, Mother!" said Fajri standing and lying on his bed.


Fajira still accompanied Fajri in the room, until his son fell asleep.


When Fajri was asleep, Fajira sighed. He wanted to get angry and scratch Fajri, but he could not do more because his son was an adult. Fajira can only give warning, teaching and proof to Fajri.


Do I have to act to that girl too? Hangan until he becomes corrupted because of his behavior. Huh I who has grown into a good child, can still be damaged by his father Fajri. He is such a bad boy!. Bathin Fajira grimacing.


He immediately got out of Fajri's room and headed to the kitchen to cook breakfast this morning. A little late, but no problem. he made a simple breakfast and supplies for his children later.


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"Aksa, don't let anyone into my room, it's up to me in the name of any promise!" fajri said as he walked.


"well, Master! what if it's Madame Fajira, sir?" said Aksa nosy.


"Except my family. Let them in and out!" delik Fajri's.


"good morning, everybody!" said Fajri entering the meeting room.


The shareholders meeting began. Annual meetings are held every two times a year, discussing how the progress and prospects of the company in the future. Fajri has never disappointed any party in the matter of cooperation so as to make them happy and get a big profit.


Until noon before the meeting continues to run with various plans of the company in the future how.


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A beautiful woman walks into the lobby of Fajri's company. He haughtily walked to the reception desk to ask where Fajri was


"Excuse me, what floor is Mr Fajri in?" zwetta said in English.


"I'm sorry, did you make a promise? If not, please contact Mr. Fajri's secretary to get a schedule!" said receptionist.


"Do I have to make an appointment with my girlfriend?" zwetta was angry.


"Sorry, Miss, this is already a company rule. Unless you are indeed the wife or future wife of Mr. Fajri! If you want to meet him, please wait in the waiting room. I'll tell his secretary if you're waiting for his arrival, Mr. Fajri!" said the receptionist.


"You! just be careful, if Fajri is already here! I'll make sure if you kick me out of this company!" threaten Zwetta's.


"Please!" the receptionist challenged.


Irritated, Zwetta immediately sat in the guest chair not far from there. While waiting for Fajri's arrival, he looks back at his phone. Fajri can't be contacted from last night. This makes him a little worried, because he does not have a single friend here.


"excuse me, sis!" greet a girl who sounds soft.


"yes, sis. Can I help you?"


"i want to meet you, Brother Fajri! Uh sorry, I mean Mr. Fajri. I want to meet Mr. Fajri. What can you do, brother?" said it.


"sorry, have you made a promise?"


"sorry, I haven't made an appointment yet. But can you please tell me that if I'm downstairs, this is about the life and death of so many people, brother!" safira said he was trying to convince the receptionist.


"Who's sister from?" ask the receptionist while holding the phone algae.


"Safira, Princess Safira!" Safira.


The deg!,....


"sorry, I'm sorry for not recognizing you, miss. Let me take you straight to the room, Mr Fajri! he's still meeting on the 6th floor, Miss Mari!" said the receptionist was afraid when he recognized Safira.


"A meeting huh?" tanya Safira felt her hope was dashed.


They walked to the elevator to get to Fajri's room. While Zwetta who saw it became inflamed.


"wait! why would he get in? while I have to wait here!" says Zwetta kaku in Indonesian.


"I'm sorry, this lady is Mr. Fajri's future wife. So I guess your cockiness is already too much!" the receptionist was firm.


He had often received ultimatums from Ivanna, so as not to include anyone who claimed to be a girlfriend or prospective wife of his brother. But yesterday's news proved that Sapphira was the legitimate wife of this handsome prince.


"Tu-wait!" zwetta said chasing those who had entered the elevator that was closed and guarded by two security people


"fuckin!" he's rude


Just this time, I was treated like shit! look what I can do to them!. Bathin Zwetta is upset.


He chooses to leave immediately, and return to Fajri's luxury apartment.


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