Sultan's son belongs to the CEO

Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
30. 12 Billion


Since last night, Fajira's condition has been better, the heat in his body is close to the normal figure of 38Β° as written on the thermometer.


"How's mom doing?" ask Fajri who is still faithful to embrace the beautiful body of his mother.


"The mother has been heard because she was cared for by a handsome prince mother" said Fajira stroked Fajri's head gently.


"are we going to the bank today? ray has sent money" he said"


"dear, we'll see ya"


"iya mother"


Is he healed and out of the hospital? am I too cruel to separate them? god please help me, what else should I do. bathin Fajira remembered Irfan who had entered the hospital yesterday.


After spoiling, they immediately prepare to go to the bank and see how much money Ray sends to Fajri's account. After that they will immediately look for a house that will be their place to stay later.


"About how much money did Ray send?"


"hmm how much, son? if according to Mommy it can be up to 500 million, because yesterday said Aji 10,000 production is gone, right son?"


"not the mother, but 20,000 units in the same join the engine ginsetnya as well. Is it enough to buy a house?"


"pity enough we find a small house, enough for both of us the same place for Aji to work how?"


"may mother, if the money is excessive how Mother?"


"if the excess money can we save dear for the next business capital Aji. We'll donate to the orphanage a little bit and in the tube. Let's go in" said Fajira when they reached the bank.


"iya mother"


"welcome, there's something we can help you with" the bank said


"yes sir, I want to print a savings book"


"may I see mother first"


"this is sir" Fajira gave Fajri's savings book to the security guard.


"please wait a minute, Mom. Sit down, ma'am"


"yes sir thank you"


Fajira waits in a dream with Fajri. But in the place of custumer service the forehead of bank employees and security guards were furrowed to see the nominal entered into the account Fajri.


"Fajrianda Hanindyo" call customer servise.


"yes mother, this is Fajri and I am his mother. Is it done?"


"already but this is nominal is it really mom?" ask CS it cringes.


"how many are written there, ma'am?"


" 12 billion"


deg....


"se-seriously ma'am? Aji try to contact Ray again, how much money sent the same om" said Fajira surprised by the heart that beats faster.


"i-iya mother" Fajri with trembling hands called Ray with his phone.


tuut....


πŸ“ž"hello fajri" replied Ray behind the phone.


πŸ“ž"ha-hello om" he said nervously


πŸ“ž"what's the matter, son?"


πŸ“ž"a-aji want nanya om, how much money do you send?"


πŸ“ž"om send 12 billion nak, have Aji check?"


πŸ“ž"ja-so right 12 billion om?"


πŸ“ž"iya young master"


πŸ“ž"A-Aji is just that om, thank you very much"


πŸ“ž"yes son, use the money as well as possible yes. The data will be sent to you"


πŸ“ž"om turn off yes"


πŸ“ž"iya om" Fahri turned off his phone and looked towards Fajira then nodded.


"is it over, ma'am?" ask Fajira to CS.


"had mother. Here's his savings book"


"thank you ma'am, come on"


Fajira and Fajri immediately came out of there with looks that were still surprised.


"mom's really the money?"


"sssttt. we go home first, son, later we discuss at home yes"


"iya mother"


Luckily the bank was still quiet so no one knew about it other than the employees there. Fajira drove his motorcycle back to the Dormitory. Upon arrival in the room, the young mother again saw the nominal written there. Written Rp.12.086.000.000.


Slowly her tears trickled down looking at the book as well as Fajri who had hugged Fajira tightly while crying.


"our mother can buy a bigger house" said Fajri sniffled.


"iya boy. Thank you very much" said Fajira.


"Everything for Mommy, is Mommy happy?" fajri asked a hiccup while looking at Fajira expectantly.


"yes son, Mommy blissfully. Thank you dearly" Fajira smiled with tears still faithfully dripping from her beautiful eyes.


"it is Aji's duty to make Mother happy. All that Aji can not be separated from do'a and Mother's blessing. Aji dear Mother until anytime. Like Mother who does anything for Aji, So will Aji do anything for mother. Never leave Aji like a father who doesn't want Aji to be born in this world" he said as hiccuously


"sadly, Mother will not leave Aji, unless God wills. Only Aji that Mother has right now. Precisely Mother who is afraid Aji will be captured by the same father. But never hate Dad. Because after all, Aji is there because Daddy loves you"


"iya mother"


"take a lesson dear, never play the heart of a woman, let alone to be irresponsible like your father"


"yes Mother, guide Aji continue to yes. Love You mother"


"Love You to darling"


They still hugged each other's emotions, the tub of durian crucifixion collapsed just how they felt right now. 12 Billion dollars to be mined? so their question.


"we buy Mother's house? If according to Aji we can buy a bigger house with a large yard"


"we'll see yuk darling first"


The mother and son rushed out hoping to find a suitable home for them to live in. After a long walk around, their choice fell on a modern minimalist house with type 45 that has a large enough page, and can be directly occupied.


"this is it, baby? what do you think Aji son?"


"yes Mother, this alone so that you can build a shop here continue to connect to the trunk of Mother, later on we make a roof for car parking" said Fajri sparkling guess and design anything aja aja in wake later.


"yes, son, we will ask for help with Uwak aja yes to find people who can make it"


"yes Mother. Finally we can have our own house" Fajri hugged Fajira tightly.


"yes son, it's thanks to Aji too dear"


"we take this house yes ma'am" Fajira told the owner of the house


"yes deck, later for the letters I take care of first yes, hopefully at home later stay here" said the mother.


"yes ma'am thank you. It's a bit of a banjar first mother to take care of the letters, later and the repayment we can meet at the notary office" said Fajira.


"yes, thank you, son"


"same-sama ma'am, then we'll excuse you ma'am"


"yes please"


Fajira and Fajri pass from their new house which will be renovated slightly on the front and their rooms later. A smile non-stop expands on the faces of the two beaming people.


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TO BE CONTINUE