Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
50. Wedding Plan

The car carrying Fajira stopped in the parking lot of the Faculty of Medicine. He became the center of attention because of using a mevvah car and in between by the driver.

"father went home first where he knew someone needed help. I'll be out at about 11"

"no matter what, I was already her personal driver Miss Fajira"

huh, you are indeed acting like Mas. bathin Fajira growled.

"yes, I'm out first sir"

"yes"

Fajira walked gracefully towards her class, many pairs of eyes staring at the woman curiously.

"How could he ride in such a luxurious car?"

"can there be no online drivers who make luxury cars to make money?"

So whispered the neighbors heard by Fajira, but he did not heed the slightest and continued to walk towards his class.

"hi brother" said Riska.

"hi Ris, how are you?"

"good, brother. I want it can't sister?"

"can you do what?"

"sister just bought a new car?" chirp Riska made everyone's attention distracted.

"no, that's Fajri's father's car" said Fajira relaxed but slowly.

"seriously brother? be-means" screeched Riska in disbelief.

"yes, we are together"

"when are you getting married?"

"in the near future Ris, you're coming yeah"

"iya brother. Everything is invited"

"it's not just you. This is a private wedding"

"oh, how lucky I am" Riska said.

"good morning all ananda" said the lecturer who entered the class Fajira.

Currently Fajira is already in the 3rd semester and he will plan to finish within 3 years, luckily his Academic guidance lecturer approves and supports Fajira's decision. So that he is more busy at this time because he is pursuing lessons that he must learn as soon as possible. However, he must have time for his handsome prince who is growing active and worried, it feels like Fajira does not want to miss a second of time to see the growth and development of Fajri.

Not feeling the time passed Lecture today was over, Fajira immediately walked out to his car and picked Fajri up to school.

"sir we stopped by Fajri school first huh"

"well Him"

The luxury car was headed to Fajri's school. Actually the little guy came home at 12:40, but Fajira wanted to see how his son got along at school and asked his homeroom teacher.

Ddrr...

Irfan called Fajira over the phone.

"hello mas"

"hello darling. Already home?"

"well, this is going to Fajri's school. What's up?"

"Can you go to Mas's office for a second, baby?"

"mmm... Yeah, but wait for me downstairs yeah"

"yes baby. But don't you know where my room is?"

"it was in the old company, Mas,"

"It's still the same darling, on the 7th floor"

"alright"

"Wait on, baby"

tut's....

"our uncle goes to Mas Irfan's office" Fajira said after turning off his call.

"well Him"

What is Irfan calling? I hope nothing strange happens.

The car stopped in the lobby of the company Dirgantara CORP. Many pairs of eyes were surprised when they saw Fajira get off their car boss.

"Who is he? why did you get out of the president's car?"

"is she the substitute for Madame Vina? or the doctor who's called the president?"

That is the question that arises in the minds of employees there. Added with Irfan's personal driver who drove the car. Because when uni fajira is wearing his great white coat.

"morning sir" said Fajira.

"mom's morning, can I help you?" said Friendly.

"i want to meet the president sir. Come" said Fajira smiling.

"Does mom have an appointment?"

"already sir. Excuse me"

"please mother"

Fajira steps gracefully towards the exclusive elevator for the CEO. But when someone steps up, they prevent it.

"sorry ma'am, this is the president's special elevator, if you want to ride please use the one over there" Syifa said reprimanding Fajira.

"i'm sorry I don't know"

"yes ma'am"

Fajira relented rather than having to fuss with the woman. They entered the elevator together and fell silent. Fajira's phone rings again.

"yes, mas"

"yes, I'm in the elevator"

"yes I've been waiting for ya"

"yes sweetheart"

tut's..

"who's mom looking for?" ask Syifa after Fajira turns off her call.

"i want to meet my husband"

Ting...

The elevator stopped on the 7th floor, Syifa frowned at Fajira who was also coming out, but she did not respond too much and walked ahead of Fajira.

"excuse me, Mr Irfan is there?" syifa

"is there, want to transfer files?"

"yes" mbak"

"come in"

"let's go" Syifa passed from the secretary's desk.

Fajira who heard it stepped inside but when he was about to touch the big door, he was intercepted by fitri secretary Irfan.

"eh where are you going? that's the president's room is not an employee's room" he said ketus.

"yes I know, and I want to go inside"

"have you made an appointment? if you have not made an appointment first.where is the evidence?"

"what's this?" said Ray who just came out of the room and was about to pick up Fajira.

"this is mister, this mother plays enter carelessly, here is the proof if the mother makes an appointment with Mr. Irfan" he said ketus and berdagak.

"Sir Ray, please take care of this dear mother, I'm tired. Can I go in first?"

"please Mistress" Ray opened the door and made the fitri shocked and emotional.

"thank you, Mr. Ray"

"sama-sama madam"

Fajira entered the room and was greeted warmly by Irfan. While Fitri is nudged by Ray outside.

"Mas, uh have a guest?" fajira pretended not to know.

"honey, have you arrived? why did it come so long?" Irfan walked up to Fajira and hugged her gently and kissed the beautiful woman on the forehead.

"don't know, there's an obstacle to getting here"

"yes, you sit down, baby, I have a little work to do"

Irfan walked back to his desk and looked at Syifa who was pale from fear.

Who is the president? he will complain, right?.

Irfan soon completed a bit of his work with Syifa who was not a good note was secretary to the finance director. When Syifa was finished, she passed from the room, while Irfan smiled mischievously and looked at the woman who would soon be his wife.

"honey" call Irfan while hugging Fajira from the side.

"finished yet?"

"already. Kangen" he said spoiled.

"this morning I just met, after all last night for you to also hug me"

"hehehe. I'm never satisfied if it's about you baby"

"ih basic! Now why would you call me to the office?"

"that's some catalog that Ray took from WO baby, which one do you want?"

Fajira saw several catalogs that were already available, ranging from decorations, wedding dresses and others, while discussing Irfan occasionally exploring Fajira by stealing a kiss from the woman, but Fajira just let it go, but Fajira just let it go, he was tired of detaining and forbidding the man.

"mas I want a private garden party, yes, do not invite many people, we better invite some orphans or orphanages Mas. What do you think"

"mmm... If I think this is so dear, if you want to invite the children of the Panti may, mas support, but we make two days. One day for our wedding, one more day for the children's invitations How's Panti?"

"why should we be separated?"

"honey, not mas distinguishes castes. But we don't know how people behave towards them. Not all business people look at that person as affectionately. They are just warning, lest they get bad treatment. How's it?"

"yes I've been with Mas aja" fajira smiled and rubbed the jaw tagas gently.

"sad"

"hm"

"We get married on Sunday, tomorrow we fit clothes, chances are my family will come tomorrow or the day after tomorrow"

"they agree, huh?. You're not threatening them, are you?"

"no, the time is threatening the parents. Kualat darling"

They talked about preparing for their lightning wedding which will be held this Sunday. All invitations are virtually distributed. Until the time Fajira came home and picked up Fajri himself because Irfan still has a job after this.

"i went home first Mas" said Fajira blinking her eyes.

"honey don't go fishing"

"no fishing, I go first bye baby" Fajira disappeared behind the door and immediately went to Fajri's school.

"aarrghhh... why are you worrying so much" cried Irfan frustrated with a smile.

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