Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
71. Back Home
On top of the helicopter, exhausted and hungry Fajira leaned on Irfan's shoulder while clasping her husband's hand
"Mas, do you know Brother Zayn?"
"yes, he's my dear ex-friend. He was a selfish man, and always wanted what I had. And now he wants you too" said irfan with stifled emotions.
"I don't know if he's a rich kid. I used to think he was just an ordinary guy"
"when did you know her, baby?"
"It's been a long time. It's just that he proposed to me a few days after our incident at the office"
deg...
"Are you serious, baby?" irfan was surprised.
"Yes Mas. I'm sleepy"
"Sleep, baby. I'm right here"
Fajira closed her eyes and fell asleep. Irfan is still tightening his jaw hearing Fajira's story. He's jealous! even very jealous.
This is the last time something like this happens. I will never let anyone harm my family.
They are still airborne towards Irfan's residence which is in the city xx.
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While at Irfan's mansion, Papa, Mama and Anaya are already in the house in a panic and anxiously waiting for news from Irfan. Fajri had not stopped to stare at the computer screen so as not to lose track of his Father and Mother.
"shall Papa rally all Papa's confidants to catch up with them, Ma?" ask Papa to Mama.
"It doesn't seem like Pa, Mama believes Irfan can bring Fajira home immediately,"
"hopefully"
They waited with anxious feelings of hope while praying for the safety of the child and daughter-in-law who were in danger at this time.
"Fajri has there been any movement from Daddy and Mommy you want?" ask Mama.
"It's Daddy's been close to Mother Oma." Fajri looked at the screen carefully
"Mother has started to move" Fajri choked when he saw Fajira's green dot move.
"meaning Mother has met Father Oma" cried Fajri happy.
"hopefully Mother can be brought home safely by father yes son"
"Yes Oma. Aji is already very upset with Mother" he said in tears. Mama immediately stroked and held the little man in order to strengthen him.
They were still observing the computer screen. Until they were suffocated to see the two green dots meet.
"It looks like I've got Mommy Oma, Opa" Pekik Fajri was pleased with the tears.
"Yes son, thank God" they said happily
They were still looking back at the screen. The two green dots moved away from the island and towards the city.
"It looks like Dad has walked over to Oma" Fajri said in tears.
"yes son, Thank goodness Daddy and Mommy survived" said Mama relieved.
"Bi, prepare food for my son and daughter-in-law. They must be starving. Aji is also a darling" he continued
"yes Oma"
Fajri was still watching the movements of his parents while wiping the tears that always flowed on his cheeks.
Finally Mommy comes home, Forgive Aji who neglected to take care of Mommy. Aji promise this will never happen again. Bathin Fajri smiled but still hiccupped.
"Excuse me Great sir, outside many journalists are waiting in front of the fence" said the incoming guard and gave information.
"Journalist?" Ask Papa cringing.
"Yes, sir, and this is more than ever. What should I do, sir?"
Papa thought hard to decide what to do after this.
"Make sure none of them go inside"
"Good sir. One more thing, there was a man shouting in front while calling Madam Fajira and Mr. Irfan. Looks like it's Madam's college friend, sir"
"well sir, then excuse me first. Let's madam"
"She please Sir"
The guard passed, while papa called some of his body guards so he could provide tight security at his home.
"Father is getting closer to Opa" said Fajri.
They smiled happily to see Irfan and Fajira had already entered the city limits. What else Fajri who has missed his favorite angel so much.
They were still waiting until the car carrying Irfan entered the yard in the afternoon cloudy. Yep, they came home already at dusk because of the drama that happened all day. Luckily Fajira can be quickly found, and the people who kidnapped Fajira was not as great as the troops owned by Irfan.
Bruum.....
Some cars get into the house with roaring. They lined up and attempted to cover the camera views of journalists who were busy looking for news.
Fajira fell asleep in Irfan's arms which made her very comfortable. Irfan immediately carried Fajira into the house.
Everyone standing in front of the door greeted them with haru. Especially Fajri who had sobbed running after Irfan.
"mother!" shouted Fajri with a floating mind because he saw Fajira in the arms by Irfan.
The young woman was shocked in Irfan's arms because she heard Fajri's voice calling to her.
"Mas descends on me" Fajira said when he saw Fajri running towards him.
"Darling!" Fajira
"Mother. hiks.. sorryin Aji" said Fajri sobbing in the arms of his mother.
"gst... Mother is not papa dear. Mother here" said Fajira to calm Fajri.
"We sit down first yuk" Mama said.
They headed to the family room couch. Everyone looked at Irfan and Fajira with curious gazes.
"Honey" Call Fajira to Fajri.
"hiks... Mommy isn't papa?" Fajri said sobbing.
"Mother is not papa, dear. Thank you son"
"don't leave Aji again mother" said Fajri and fell asleep.
"Yes dear"
Everyone could only stare at the mother and child. Even Mama shed her tears. They talked a little about the disaster that had befallen Fajira and the decision for the perpetrators involved in the case.
By nightfall, Irfan, Fajri and Fajira were in their rooms hugging each other. What else Fajri who does not want to release Fajira goods for a moment and make Irfan snort because he can not be too pampered with his wife.
"I've changed us yuk"
"I could've been that part of it. Aji is still kangen the same mother" delik Fajri panted to see the behavior of Irfan who always disturbed him when with Fajira.
"It's as if Dad is also kangen same Mother dear"
"Ihh yaudah, Dad over there and Aji over here" Fajri said pouting.
Irfan relented, he lay on Fajira's right side and hugged his wife tightly, as well as Fajri who did not want to lose to his father.
"ihh Mother this tight. Slide around" said Fajira, unraveling the hug.
But instead of stretching, the embrace was getting tighter and made Fajira resigned to be among the handsome Men. He smiled because from this moment on it was the most he needed, the embrace of those who were able to make Fajira feel calmer.
Slowly the soft hand gently rubbed the heads of Fajri and Irfan alternately. Slowly they fell asleep by clinging to each other.
Lord, no more misfortune will happen in the future. Bathin Fajira before falling asleep.
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TO BE CONTINUE
Hi gais, chances are the Update schedule will change yes, but keep Update 2 chapters every day. I do not know until when, just pray Author healthy continues, the flow is not ambiguous and not crisp. Thank you for stopping by and supporting my story.
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