Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
57. Irfan VS Vino

"hai Ji" said Vino when she saw Fajira in the cafeteria.

"eh hi brother" she said in surprise.

Duh nyapa nyapa sak Vino, can berabe this his business. bathin Fajira jengah.

"again nelvon?"

Fajira only returned Vino's greeting with a typical smile of hers. But a moment later the man frowned at Fajira's annoyed expression while packing.

"where are you going Ji?"

"You go to the big class"

"will it be a long time, can we have a little chat?"

"i'm sorry, brother, I have something to do"

"i'll take ya. Is Fajri not coming with you?"

"no, he's with his father"

deg...

"his father?"

"yes, brother, it happens that he has also moved to work here"

"ah i-iya"

"I walk first, brother"

"eh Ji wait" Vino holds Fajira's hand to dismiss the woman. But ill-fated Irfan saw the scene and made her inflamed with a flushed face.

"honey" call Irfan furious and make Fajira jump in shock.

"Ma-mas" Fajira immediately threw out Vino's hand and walked closer towards Irfan.

While the man looked at Vino sharply as if to say how dare you touch mine I will cut your stuff to the end of the dog*an!.

While Vino slightly shuddered to see Irfan's gaze to him. But a moment later his eyes were festering considering who the man before him was right now.

Irfan Aerospace.

"Mas" said Fajira a little afraid to see Irfan's sharp gaze.

The man just stared at Fajira hearing the look of a disappointed face, he took a handkerchief from his pocket and grasped Fajira's hand gently while rubbing the part held by Vino. Irfan seemed to consider the former hand like dirt that perched in the hands of his favorite woman.

"which part did he touch again, baby?" ask Irfan gently.

"there's no more. It was spontaneous that he held my hand" said Fajri.

Irfan stared intently at the man who had dared to hold his woman. You'll be finished in my hands. So the sharp eyes of his deciphering. He slowly walked towards Vino.

"Mas" stopped Fajira while holding Irfan's hand.

"get in the car dear" said Irfan softly.

"we just go yuk. Don't make a fuss here"

Irfan looked at Fajira. Are you willing to defend him dear, so look at his eyes interpret.

"keep your good name, this is just a misunderstanding Mas, do not get emotional first" said Fajira increasingly smirked because he saw the gaze of Irfan.

"i'm not defending him, baby, but we're looking at one campus. And the average person knows you here, and it's not safe for me and Fajri"

"you go in first, let's talk in the car later. I want to talk to him for a moment, promise not to make a fuss. Yes, yes" Irfan stroked Fajira's cheeks gently.

It was successful in making Vino burn jealous. He immediately approached Irfan and was about to throw a punch, but before the blow reached, Irfan had already repelled him first and hid Fajira behind his big back.

"you see baby, Mas hasn't said anything to him, it's been like this. He started first" said Irfan chuckled while locking Vino's hand.

"You're a dog*an Mr. Irfan. When you are full of treasure, your wife and children suffer here. What kind of man do you ha" snapped Vino.

"Darling did you suffer with me?"

"no Mas. Already yes we go home, I'm afraid" said Fajira while hugging Irfan from behind with a heart that beats faster.

"you heard! he is happy to live with me. As long as you know they live here is my wife and my son's life choice. And you just go in and get close to people's. Don't you have a brain?" snapped Irfan and made Vino speechless.

"you can ask, my wife and son are already holding their respective black cards. Then you're bragging like that. You're Bagaskara's son, right? hospital owner xx"

"yes-yes"

"you know 50% of my shares are there. So before I go any further please know yourself and never approach my wife again"

Bruk ....

"honey" Pekik Irfan who saw Fajira fainted behind him, without waiting for long he immediately threw Vino and carried Fajri to the car and took him to the hospital.

While in the car Fajri was awake and surprised to see Fajira lying unconscious in the back seat.

"mother" screeches.

"why Mother's father?"

"Mother fainted baby, Aji stay ahead yeah let's not fall son"

"but Mother Father" he said tearfully

"Mother is not papa, dear. Aji is sitting nice"

"Dad" he pleaded.

"Daddy"

"Yes Dad" The little man resigned while looking at Fajira who was lying in Irfan's lap. The car drove until it arrived at the nearest hospital ER.

Irfan immediately held Fajira and entered the hospital, followed by Fajri and Ray to get first aid.

"sister, doctor please help my wife" cried Irfan

"please bring the pack directly there" said one of the nurses lead Irfan to one of the ER rooms there.

Irfan with an angry look tried to avoid Fajri, even though his heart was struggling to hold the little man.

"Dad" call Fajri with teary eyes.

Irfan is still trying to control his emotions so that Fajri is not afraid to see his face later.by breathing repeatedly to relieve the emotions that are in him.

"yes baby, here fat daddy. Mother is not papa, Aji can not cry yes"

"Aji's afraid of Dad"

"gst... Mother is okay, baby"

They waited for a while for the doctor who examined Fajira to come out of the patient room.

"fajira's mother's family"

"i'm a doctor, I'm her husband. How is my wife doctor?"

"your wife is okay, it's just that she can't be under a lot of stress, your wife is also exhausted.His blood pressure is also low, so is your wife, I suggest that the wife of the father bedrest first two or three days ahead. No need to be treated, as long as the rest time can be controlled properly.

"but nothing serious, right, doctor?"

"no, now your wife is conscious. Wait are you Irfan Aerospace?"

"yes doctor, thank you. Then I go inside first"

"yes please Mr. Irfan"

Irfan immediately brought Fajri to meet Fajira who was still lying limp on the hospital gurney.

"honey" call Irfan

"mother" call Fajri at the same time

"how are you doing? I'm sorry yes"

"Mother is not papa, father, Mommy is fine dear"

"Here son" Fajira grabbed Fajri who was sobbing in an irfan sling.

"don't cry anymore, baby"

"don't hurt Mother. Aji is not happy Mother anymore" said the little man rasping.

"Mother is not papa, dear. Mommy just wants to be hugged by Aji"

The little man immediately hugged Fajira tightly as if he did not want to be left behind for a moment. Irfan looked at Fajira with guilt. If only he had preferred to listen to Fajira's words maybe they were already at home at this time.

"We're going home, baby" Irfan said.

"yes, mas"

After Fajira was allowed to go home by the doctor, they immediately headed to the family's main house. Irfan swiftly carried Fajira towards their room and laid the Princess on the bed.

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TO BE CONTINUE

"Don't get sick mother"