Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
41. The Morning Kiss
"Honey sleep here, accompany me" said Irfan pouting to Fajri.
"Aji can't sleep here dad, Aji's work is a lot" he lamented.
"later if you miss how dear?"
"can you video call"
"Dad wants to hug Aji just like this" Irfan held Fajri in his arms.
"tomorrow Aji's school Dad, home school we can meet" softly Fajri explained.
"yes, be careful to go home, baby. Later if there's anything quickly tell dad yes"
"yes father. muach... Aji goes first" Irfan lowers the fajri from his sling, not forgetting the little man kisses Irfan's hand gently.
"yes son"
Irfan approached Fajira and rubbed his head gently.
"be careful to bring a motorcycle dear, later if it is not strong to go to campus let me deliver Fajri to school. You rest in the dormitory first"
"yes, I'm going home first"
"yes, baby, be careful"
Fajira passed from the mansion to the dormitory. On the way he can breathe a little relieved because he was far from Irfan, at least he can neutralize the trauma that always demands to be ventilated.
"mother"
"yes sweetheart"
"are we just moving into Dad's house?"
"Aji want to stay with me, son?"
"same Mother too. Can you?"
"Mother can not be dear, is the same father Mother is not married"
"do you have to get married first? it's not Mother's word that kisses like father and Mother had to get married first right? but now Mommy's the same father is not married but has a kiss like that, so how the hell" he scowled with a frown.
"kan Mommy already has Fajri, of course you can dong like that same father. Aji is still a little girl, baby. Anyway let Mommy be the same father like that but Aji can not. Wait to get married first, son" Fajira a little flirting in response to Fajri's question.
"huh, you cheated"
"hahaha, Mommy is not cheating baby. It's like that"
Fajri was still grumbling along the way because he did not get justice for his mother.
huh why the hell? earlier said Mother must be married first now Mother says not married with father. So how right? Aji also wants to kiss mom like dad, huaaa.
Indeed Fajri was very unacceptable with the discrimination committed by his parents, he still wonders to this day about it. Even his intelligent brain suddenly limp and mushroom because it can not digest the explanation of Fajira.
Should I get married first or have children first? hi smart brains outlaaah, what because Aji often watch movies of pink stars that are so slow like this. Heei please laah Aji doesn't understand.
The little man continued to dialogue with his mind, not even Fajira's call was heard by him.
"Dadji! dear, what are you doing?"
"eh Mother. Yes, what is Mother? Aji thought again"
"what did Aji think dear?"
"about the explanation of Mother about kissing*man the old like the father and Mother earlier"
"fairytale, why do you even think about such a thing, son?"
"Well you want to know Mother, why aji can not menci*um Mother like father" Fajri's speech made Fajira feel like crying.
"mother does not like Aji to think of such things, if Aji is older, then he will understand for himself what Mother means"
"iya mother" Fajri annoyed mixed with curiosity, but he resigned because it has been banned by this favorite angel.
"Aji want to buy something, son?"
"there is no Mother, Dad has put a snack in Aji's bag earlier"
"we just go home right away"
"iya mother"
I cursed the man for showing indecent things and desecrating the sanctity of my son's eyes. Bathinnya.
Fajira continued to drive his bike to the dorm carefully as he felt a little unwell. Arriving at the dormitory they immediately rest because tomorrow will return to live a life full of deceit.
Until the morning before the mother and child were still asleep with hugging each other. But the ringing of Fajri's cell phone managed to surprise Fajira.
Who called so early?.
He grabbed the phone and picked it up. Lazily he picked up the phone without even knowing who was calling him, Fajira felt that it was a voice call, but she was surprised to hear a big voice coming out of it.
Mampus boy it's video call Fajri.
"sad? up already?" irfan said smiling happily behind the phone because Fajira picked up her phone.
"already" said Fajira while putting his phone on the table and moving from right to sleep, he saw it was at half-time 6 am.
"sad?" call Irfan who only sees the dormitory attic inside that room.
"bare a moment" Fajira hurried to wash her face to make it a little fresher.
"hmm, did you make breakfast today?"
"yes. why? want me to add it?"
"yes, what can?" irfan looked at fajira expectantly.
"can you pick me up here later"
"yes baby, Hmm Is it strong to go to college? did I just take you?"
"i'd be better off if we were far apart"
"the cruel you dear" complained Irfan.
"sick knows not" he continued.
"why call the phone early in the morning?" ketus Fajira's.
"look at my son's situation"
"my son's still sleeping on the phone again"
"eh don't turn it off, okay I'm handsome I'm quiet. But I want to see you cook" said Irfan.
Fajira put the phone down so Irfan could see her cooking.
"what do you cook?"
"cook Fajri's favorite sandwich"
"yes? it turns out he's my son"
"why?"
"it's my favorite food too"
"hmm but I don't make much, the bread is only 3 pairs. Is one piece enough?" fajira.
"behold, auntie just bought bread yesterday, I drove there ya" Irfan rushed downstairs while running and took the bread and then immediately headed to Fajira's place.
"eh don't do it, this is for two just the same Fajri, later I eat omlet only. Irfan" said Fajira a little loudly when he saw the man had boarded his car.
"it's where we're near" Irfan smiled. While Fajira just snorted to see the behavior of a handsome man.
Uh who's a handsome guy Thor? my handsome man is just Fajri already, nothing else, Fajira told the author.
Fajira is still cool cooking a sandwich that will be wrapped by Irfan later while waiting for the man to come.
"it's a shame I'm outside" he said getting out of the car.
"stay inside or I don't want to go out" said Fajira a little unwilling if Irfan was seen by others.
"okay baby, I'll wait"
Irfan turned off his call and held onto the chest that felt like it was beating faster.
Huh calm Irfan, the important thing is not to make him afraid.
While Fajira wrapped three pieces of the sandwich to be brought by Irfan later. He also felt the same way, his heart beating faster as the distance between them depleted. Since kissing* yesterday Fajira has had a little trouble distinguishing which vibration of fear is and which vibration of love is beginning to grow.
Slowly Fajira came out of the room after making sure Fajri was still asleep. Why be nervous like this, so bathinnya.
Fajira who saw Irfan's car parked directly knock on the luxury car's glass door.
"go in, baby" said Irfan to open the door from the inside.
"i can't take long. This is the provision to bring it first, I will make it again for me and Fajri. hmm enough right?"
"i will never feel enough if it's about you" Irfan said with a sweet smile, while Fajira only put on her flat face.
"easy? I go first" Irfan clasped Fajira's hand so he could hold the woman for a moment.
Just when Fajira looked at him Irfan quickly pulled the woman's nape and slightly melu*mat thin and chewy lips. While Fajira rounded his eyes when getting the surprise attack.
Cup....
Unknowingly Fajira slightly opened her mouth but did not reply to Irfan's treatment. Little did he also get tempted by Irfan's movement but he still held it for self-esteem.
"morning kiss, thank you. Fajri's gonna let me pick him up. You rest yes" said Irfan smiling with his eyes glare while gently stroking the lips of Fajira who was wet because of his actions
Slowly the woman's body began to tremble in fear. Irfan who saw it immediately took Fajira's hand and slapped it on his cheek.
"i was wrong, honey, sorry. Just slap me. But please don't hate me"
Fajira who had begun to glaze it put his hand on Irfan's cheek, indeed he was very intelligent in regulating his emotions. He stroked the new cheek in his slap.
"what's sick?" ask Fajira lirih.
"not sick, baby"
THE PLAAK!!!
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TO BE CONTINUE