The CEO Contract Lover
Chapter 3

Mentari arrived home at dusk. He parked his motor matic on the porch of the house. His forehead wrinkled to see some fathers still seen queuing sitting in a plastic chair that is devoted to his brother patients, precisely on the porch of the house.

Mentari smiled kindly as the compact fathers looked towards him. They also smile to see Mentari who is the son of the masseur subscription.

Slowly Mentari bowed half his body past the fathers who are still faithful waiting for his queue to get massage services from Abah Masrul.

"New home neng" said one of the fathers displaying a smile menewannya who turned toothless.

The mentari nodded with a faint smile. Then look towards the entrance, special room his brother open massage practice for patients who suffered broken bones, veins and others.

"Akkkkhh, forgive Abah!"

Mentari and the fathers were shocked to hear the screams of the patient being handled by Abah Masrul in the room.

"Please wait in line, sir" said Mentari with a friendly look of tension from the faces of the fathers who were surprised to hear the screams of one of his brother patients. Then Mentari stepped into the house to meet his mother.

"Assynolajet. Mom, Mentari's home!" he screamed while in the living room.

"Glamma!" answered from the kitchen.

Mentari smiled faintly hearing her mother's voice from the kitchen. He walked over to his mother who was busy in the kitchen.

"Mom, what else to cook?" tanya Mentari saw her mother stirring the cooking.

"Kale stir-fry, fish pepes, fried tempeh and pasted sambal" replied the smiling mother who was still stirring her cooking.

"That's good. Then Mentari to the room first, Mom" said Mentari while inhaling the aroma of her mother's cooking that is so appetizing, even to taste her tongue.

"Yes, take a shower, keep changing. When you are done, help you make tea for Abah patients. Because I want to make an order massage oil from your Abah patient after this" said the mother smiled.

"Good Mom. Emmm. I saw Abah's patients a lot today, Mom. Even there are still many fathers who queue outside ", explained Mentari.

"Alhamdulillah, son, whose name is windfall we never thought, including the number of Abah patients today" said the mother while pouring flavoring to her cooking.

"Yes Ma'am, Alhamdulillah yes" Mentari replied, then retired to her room.

Mentari went into his room and put his bag on the nightstand. He laid his body on the bed which was enough for only one person.

He saw a row of posters of the Italian MotoGP racer Valentino Rossi. Mentari was very influential with Rossi from SD until this moment. In fact, Rossi is arguably his second love, because his first love is only for his brother.

Rossi is a world racer with the number 46 motorbike, a typical blue and yellow suit, as well as the nickname The Doctor which is so attached to this one MotoGP rider.

Rossi's posters almost filled the walls of his room, including a polaroid photo of his beloved racer. Starting from the photo of Rossi who was young until a row of photos Rossi get the trophy.

You could say Rossi is an encouragement of his days and at the same time his pestilent girlfriend. She is even willing to be the second wife who can clearly be paired with her idol, Valentino Rossi.

Mentari really is a different girl, idolizing a world racer. Usually, girls like him mostly idolize K-Pop or Korean actors and foreign actors who are handsome like drops of gods who become idols of the Indonesian people.

"When can I meet you, Rossi. I love you so much" muttered Mentari while hugging the bolster that again photos of Rossi plastered on the roll.

Mentari chuckled a little then stepped into the bathroom to take a shower. It did not take long, Mentari looked fresh out of the bathroom and was already wearing his casual clothes that he had brought into the bathroom.

White t-shirts and black training pants became his most comfortable clothes. Do not forget Mentari to perform his five-time worship as a Muslim solemnly.

After finishing his worship, then Mentari out of his room. It looks like the terrace of the house is deserted, it looks like his brother's patient has gone home.

When he was about to step into the kitchen, suddenly the door of the house opened and the figure of Abah and his beloved sister who had just returned from the mosque while saying greetings when entering the house.

Mentari quickly returned his greetings, then approached his brother. Mentari moved to kiss the back of his hand and then sat on a wooden chair next to his brother.

"Where are all the patients, Abah?. Though the mother asked Mentari to make a drink for Abah patients" said Mentari wonder who had not seen his brother patients.

"They're all home, son. Is not Abah practice schedule from 9 am to 5 pm. So that has not been part, they will come back tomorrow morning" explained Abah Masrul while releasing his black pepper

"Ooh pantesan, then Mentari to the kitchen first Abah" said Mentari to the back and his brother was only able to nod in response to his words.

The sun will make warm tea for his brother. Talk about his work today.

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While elsewhere, precisely in a best hospital in Jakarta. Seen tall black man who was none other than Arsakha seemed to walk hastily into the hospital.

At first he was so indifferent and did not care about the bad news that had just befallen his grandfather.

However, he did not want to be a bad grandson as well as a child when he found out his mother first came to the hospital to see the condition of his grandfather compared to him who had chatted with his grandfather a few hours ago.

Arsakha stepped wide towards the VIP treatment room. From a distance, he had already been able to see his grandfather's personal assistant standing upright near the door of exactly the armed forces.

"What have you done Ronald?. How can Eko fall in a restaurant and suddenly go into the hospital" said Arsakha with a tone of emphasis while crossing both arms in front of the chest.

Ronald who knew very well the direction of his young master's conversation immediately opened his voice.

"I was always next to Mr. Herman during my time at the restaurant. Merely, the high blood master surged up when chatting with you. Now Mr. Herman's condition is critical, so please don't make trouble when you see him" Ronald said at length.

"What! Critical Eko? ha ha ha. I can't believe it, maybe it's just Eko's plan to smooth out his plan to match me!" arsakha said accompanied by laughter. Where Eko is an abbreviation of Eyang kolot and Ronald already understand very well who is Eko who is always mentioned grandson of his master.

"I'm not lying, Mr. Arsakha, if you don't believe me please go into the room and see for yourself how the condition of the great lord" Ronald said seriously.

"All right!"

Arsakha snorted angrily and rushed into his grandfather's treatment room, until his eyes were perfectly rounded to see the atmosphere of the room.