The Love Story of a Young CEO
Just dreaming.

Cold sweat splashed profusely on his forehead and on his back. Ray was so grateful it was just a nightmare. Rubbing his face rough. Breath rumbling breathlessly.

Ifan who was nemenin Ray, and again sleeping on the sofa immediately woke up because he heard Ray's screams. Worried, Ifan walks to Ray, asking what's up.

When Ray was on a video call, Ray saw the strangeness on Killa's face, like something was thinking and Killa's smile was forced, contrived. So attentive was Ray, to the point of observing the details.

Ray's thinking, worried. What happened to Killa?

Ifan tried to maybe calm down, if Miss Killa was okay.

Because Ray had a bad dream about Killa. Ray assumes, if this nightmare is a clue if Killa's having a problem.

Therefore, Ray had Ifan send people to find out and watch over Killah.

Ifan soon may carry out his duties, in a short time Ifan managed to buy a house in front of the house of the Son.

Yes, because the price exceeds the price in general, so the homeowner is happy to sell the house to Ifan.

It was Arga and Reva, whom Ifan chose to be a pair of false lovers, with the aim of watching over and guarding Killah.

Ray, who was standing in front of the window, on the second floor, pulled the corner of his lips when he saw Killa and Putra look romantic while chatting with Arga and Reva, despite the pain of heart, and there was a sense of pain, Ray doesn't care about that, the most important thing is that Killa is happy.

Ray was relieved that Killa was okay. And finally Ray decides to fly back to the Capital.

***

The son looked at Killa fixedly as Killa was asleep on the sofa, but Killa had not yet slept, only closing her eyes.

Slowly Putra put away the hair that covered Killa's pretty face, gently stroking her cheeks. Right in the lips of Killa, the Son's hand stopped, still sticking the hand lipped. The son still has a taste for Killa, just because of the stupidity of the Son just wants to avenge the wounds that Killa made first.

Short pecking of Killa's lips. Killa was aghast in shock, she immediately opened her eyes wide. Killa thought Ifan would hit or strangle his neck, in fact doing something beyond expectations.

The son hurriedly turned his face away, confused, shocked, and embarrassed. The son was really like a thief who was caught off guard.

"Have you slept?" The son moved, the son confused, misbehaved. Later if Killa asks why she kissed. What is the right answer to answer? The son grumbled why Killa wasn't asleep, it should have been, it's late at night. So gini right, get caught, embarrassed!

Killa did not answer, got up and sat down. Killa circulates an eye, looking for anyone? Until the Son does that? In the room there is only the Son and himself.

Killa's thoughts guessed. Why would my son do that? Gentle and give a sweet kiss, is not the Son no taste to himself?

Brakk! The son slammed the door hard, the Son chose to leave rather than be ashamed, already caught.

***

"Whither son, Kill?" Kiara asked, who had already visited early in the morning.

"Hmmm, come out for a second. There is business," replied Killa still focus on sweet tea, "meaning you go to the capital later tonight?" Killa placed a cup of tea in front of Kiara. Then sit next to him.

"Hmmm," cupped his face with both hands resting on the table, "I'm in a hurry to get married, tired I'm doing bone slamming work. If marriage is good, dear, observed, protected, no longer work and most importantly if there is sleep. Oh my god when it's my turn, I want to." Pour the head to the table.

Killa took pains to swallow her saliva, marriage was not that beautiful. Not everyone will be lucky after marriage.like his fate, his marriage is very sad. Killa Silence did not say, choosing to be weighed must respond to Kiara's words.

"You're lucky, Kill. Having a husband like a son. Already handsome, established, hard-working, rich son, good anyway. Ah. You're really lucky."

"Have you had breakfast?" Choosing to divert the conversation, it hurts when discussed.

"Not yet, that's why I'm here to eat newlyweds' cooking, the cooking is good or not," grimaced.

"Definitely delicious dong," The son suddenly returned, leaving Killa and Kiara in shock.

"Eh, my son," Kiara cried. The son simply smiled back knot.

Killa was surprised, almost the pan wanted to fall.

"Hmmm! uhuk! uhuk!" Kiara pretended to be a stone, "Remember there's someone else." Kiara rolled her eyeballs, puffed up and also baper.

"Hehe, sorry, anyways I miss my wife a lot. What wrong?" Unhook his opener. Take a glass, go to the dispenser, want a drink.

"Yes yes, the newlyweds. Fate.. fate! keep the feeling of a single kek, ngenes! Enri jon." Sad expression.

"Here it is, time to eat!" Put the fried rice on the dining table, then take the ration plate Putra filled the fried rice.

"You're also going to kill, the worm in my stomach was on the demo. Hehe." Pouring his ration plate in front of Killa, ask to be taken as well as rich Son.

"Solicit for fetching too?" Killa squinted.

"Hehe," nodded his head while grinning. "

"Ck," Killa screeched, but still took fried rice for her best friend.

"Aaaa," The son put a tablespoon of fried rice in front of Killa's mouth. Killa did not immediately open her mouth, she was silent as she looked at the sharp Son, "Aaa, dear,"

Killa slowly opened her mouth. A spoonful of fried rice made it into Killa's mouth. There was one rice left beside the lips. The son took it and then inserted his own. Killa's eyes warmed up, her heart rejoicing and guessing.

Is this the beginning of change in the Son? Will my son forgive my mistakes first? Is it just a show because there's Kiara? But last night my son did a gentle deed, he kissed me in a state of no one. Ahhh, you confuse me with my son.

"Huhoo! Hot-hot," Kiara rinsed her hands, pretending to be hot, "this is the fried rice of the hot chips or the weather?"

"Eat him wedding hunt gih, let's not overheat!" goda Putra's.

"The guy's the hunted, but yeah, what? His name is married need a candidate! I just don't have a candidate. The marriage period is the same sir the predecessor, mending if the pak pemberuluhnya still single, if married! I can be hanged alive as binaries, complete already my suffering."

"Oh, you're still single!" taunting laugh.

"Haha, yes, it's my life."

***

Kiara was very happy to see the romance of Cilla and Putra, the Son was still faithful to feed his wife for a bite.

"Eh, by the way how did you see Killa wearing lingerie? Seductive right? the son would like it, right? didn't they?" Kiara advanced her face to the Son.

"Well, Killa's got a seductive nightgown, so there's no need to wear those clothes."

Why also discuss the rich, not really! make nyesek nih dada.

Killa's heart exploded, spilling with Kiara.

"So the lingerie I love, isn't it?" Bribed a full spoon into his mouth. Kiara asked richly because Kiara loves Killa's wedding gift of lingerie.

"What do you make? a nightgown is enough. I'd prefer Killa not to get dressed, sexy!"

"Uhuk! uhuk!" Killa. The son immediately offered his drink to Killa, and she drank it to the toilet.

"Slow baby!" rubbed Killa's back.

"Kiarah! You're still a girl, it's not appropriate for you to say that!" Killa felt that the chatter of Killa and Putra just now really hurt Killa. Killa who until now has also never been touched by the Son, let alone not being, it has never been!

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