Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
3. He's Present!
Sreeks...
Fajira tore the check with the nominal 100 million and put it back on the table, the incident successfully made Annisa swallow her saliva rough.
Very arrogant this woman, if not why not just give it to me. huh basic do not know yourself.
They immediately stepped out by using a special elevator for the CEO. Walk slowly as if nothing happened. So that it does not cause negative thoughts from others or so on.
Annisa sends Fajira home to her contract with little coercion because Fajira refuses to be brought home. In silence the car continues to go at a speed that is splitting the dense metropolitan city.
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Currently Fajira is working in a restaurant as usual, It has been almost a month he survived after the incident. The plan is to move at the end of this month, just when the contract expires and he has received a salary and severance.
Today he felt unwell with a throbbing dizzy head and a very bad stomach. The situation is a matter of concern by other employees.
"Ji, aren't you papa?" ask Zayn worriedly.
"i'm good, brother, maybe because of a little care" said Fajira while holding his head.
"really papa? what kind of permission?"
"i'm quitting my job tomorrow, I can't get sick today!"
"drink the medicine first yes, let's be better,"
"yes."
Fajira took a headache reliever, then he leaned back for a while waiting for the medicine to react. He remembered one thing that frightened him.
This month I haven't come this month, I should have gotten two days ago. I hope that the seed of the male bajing*n does not grow in my womb.
He closed his eyes for a moment before working again. Huh! there was one thing he had to do when he came home. Luckily he got the morning shift so this afternoon he could go home and rest.
All the work he did, from cleaning tables and floors, even washing dishes, that was the daily life of the beautiful woman.
After his work time was up, Fajira immediately rushed to go home to the rented, but he chose to stop for a while at the pharmacy to buy items that would be the determinant of his life for the future.
Upon arrival at home, Fajira immediately changed her work clothes to house clothes. Before entering the bathroom he stared at the old small object in his hand praying that no results would make him worse.
"god this time don't make me feel desperate again. Enough is enough that you gave me such a hard test!" he said before stepping into the bathroom.
He held a little urine in the container and put the testpek into it. The beautiful girl's fijiran returned.
"eh testiknya," said the woman after waking up from her daydream.
"help God, no more trouble in my life!" Slowly he saw the results shown by the test.
deg, though,...
His heart beat faster with tears dripping down. He was sobbing to see the two lines on the sacred little thing he was holding. Fajira stroked that flat stomach gently.
You coming so soon, son? you are the reason why Mother is often sick lately?.
He was really confused by how he felt, between happy or he had to be sad. Long pensive to think about what to do after this with the child who has been residing in his womb.
Did I just throw it away? But isn't this luck in misery? He was here to accompany my lonely day.
"wowgghhhh!" he pulled his hair in frustration.
"did I tell the man? I'd better go there tomorrow and tell him this!" Fajira said solemnly but soon his spirit faded considering that the man did not want his seed to grow at all.
Huft, I have to prepare everything today. Get away from her life and start a new life for both of us. Stay with Mother until sometime, baby.
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Three years later...
"Grandmother, Fajri, Mommy managed to get a full scholarship to college!" weird Fajira when he got a full scholarship from the state-owned Bank Besar to continue his education in accordance with the ideals he wanted.
"Mother, can you get the scholarship?" asked the two-year-old little man with happy eyes.
"yes baby. Mother got it! Hah, hopefully after this our lives can be better, aamiin," said Fajira happily while hugging the body of his handsome little son.
"Horay!" cheers Fajri with pleasure.
"so grandma went to the bathroom of Mother, but has not come out until now" Fajira immediately rushed to go to the bathroom and saw the state of the middle-aged woman who was very meritorious in her life.
"grandmother?" pekik Fajira saw the middle-aged woman was no longer breathing.
Falling were already the tears of those who saw the middle-aged woman had already left the two of them.
With help from the surrounding community they immediately buried Ira's grandmother. The middle-aged woman who becomes a super hero for Fajira and Fajri. They just hug each other and shed sadness because of the loss of Ira's grandmother who saved Fajira who was pregnant.
At that time, Fajira had just arrived at the terminal in the early hours of the morning, unknowingly he fainted at the terminal that was no longer visible life there. Until Ira's grandmother finds her lying on the street and takes the girl home to her reot hut, after she regains consciousness from fainting.
Fajira, who did not have a job after his move, chose to sell itinerant fried food. He can get a net profit of 100 thousand if all the fried foods sold out. That's what she did during her pregnancy, until Fajri began to be able to give her money with her magical hand.
Fajira and Fajri recall their moment together with Ira's grandmother. The great woman who made the mother of one child strong faced abuse and trials from people around so that she became like now, a tough woman who was ready to do anything to raise her own child.
"Aji darling. You do not leave Mother yes, son!, only you that Mother has at this time," said Fajira with a puddle of tears.
"yes mother, Aji promises to be an obedient child and can boast of mother!" fajri hugged his mother.
"we're home, son!" Fajira looked back at the grave of Ira's grandmother that he would miss after this. Then back home with the handsome little guy.
Upon arrival at home, it is fortunate that there are still people who are willing to go to the cottage, so as to make the heart of Fajira who had felt very sad about what happened at this time, so as to make Fajira feel very sad about what happened, slowly warm up and try to be sincere with what is happening.
He remembered the scholarship he got with the highest score of all the participants who signed up. Lucky After college later he will occupy one of the dormitories provided for the scholarship recipient along with his son.
"honey, soon we'll move into a more decent house. Aji want to help, Mommy?"
"want Mother, Aji can help mother anything!" he said with a big smile.
"smart boy. Now take another nap!" Fajira invited the little man to rest because he did teach discipline from small to the only child.
Fajrianda Hanindyo, the child born from an accidental relationship on a painful night for Fajira. The boy grew up with a myriad of cleverness, ranging from the scientific field even mechanical engineering he could do it.
At the age of just two years, the little man was already good at reading and understanding the meaning of the explanation of science in the book he read, even when he was just one year old, Fajri was already eloquent to speak.
So some parents ask Fajri to teach their children about school lessons. With the help of Fajira they already have 10 students who study at home for about 150 thousand one month.
In addition, Fajira's handsome man can also repair small machines just by looking and analyzing it, although not yet strong to do it but he can tell where the damage to the machine is. Such as water machines, motors, and others.
Even when the electricity died in his house, he could process various types of broken machines that he could get from the trash or he asked from the community, become a solar power ginset machine that helps reduce expenses for their monthly electricity costs.
Fajira who is already smart added with premium seeds from the crazy CEO, how could not his son be like this. Sometimes he is made head bobble by Fajri who is able to think beyond the reason of children his age.
Hiks if there's money I'll take my son to a psychologist to see how high an IQ he has.
So his screams when he found Fajri making and creating new things from goods that are no longer used. While the boy just looked at his mother with a sweet smile showing a milk tooth that was not enough.
Like this time, I don't know where the kid's been running all day. But Fajira has memorized where he went to play, which is a car repair shop located not far from there. The boy with a cheerful look brought something new to his mother, the printer machine.
When he was about to see someone throw the machine away, Fajri boldly asked and took it to the workshop. He preteli one by one part of it and repair the damage with electronic waste that he entrusted in the workshop. And the machine came back to life and worked. He took her with a long-built trolley to help her carry new items.
"Mother?" call him.
"yes son, where are you from, baby?"
"from the workshop, Mother. Aji there's something for you" she said with a slight red hue on her face.
"what is it, baby?" fajira said enthusiastically.
"in a moment Mother will go to college, will definitely need this machine later, so earlier.. bla..blaa.." he told how he fixed the machine, so, so that makes Fajira grimace because he does not understand the babble of his genius son.
"smart, thank you Mother's son who paaaaling handsome muach muach. I've taken a shower first yuk!"
"hehehe yes, Mother."
Fajira bathes his child while occasionally playing foam just to resuscitate the man against his childhood that has deviated from the normal limits of children his age.
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TO BE CONTINUE
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