The President's Beautiful Belongs to the CEO

The President's Beautiful Belongs to the CEO
S2. Excuse me.


While the two men were still standing face to face, one was maintaining a position so that the person in front of him could not touch Nonanya, the other was trying to get rid of the man who stood unmoved.


Ahem.


Brian and Secretary Zaki immediately turned towards Dehheman, who turned out to be Miss Asmara already standing near the two of them.


Brian and Miss Asmara stare at each other, the gazes of the two lock together, Secretary Zaki sees alternating between Brian and Miss Asmara.


Miss Asmara made a hand gesture, which meant Secretary Zaki had to leave for a while, still staring fixedly at Brian's face, Miss Asmara walked over, now standing right in front of Brian, just a few feet away.


Secretary Zaki gets in the car, watching Miss Asmara from inside.


"Asmara."


"I'm .. I'm happy today to meet you, Asmara I," said Brian again as he approached to hug Miss Asmara, but quickly Miss Asmara made a stop hand gesture.


Brian remained standing in his position, with the look in his eyes, which Miss Asmara was able to see, longing full of longing.


But Miss Asmara hates that look, she doesn't like any other man looking at her lovingly other than her husband Reyanza.


Ah Reyanza, now Miss Asmara so remembered the name of the man she loved that some days drain her tears.


Is Reyanza okay today? has it been breakfast? have you taken medication? all of that was in the head of Miss Asmara's question.


For a moment Miss Asmara cut off Brian's eyes by turning to Secretary Zaki who was in the car, then looked at Brian again. "I'm married, please let me be happy, please don't bother me."


The deg! Hearing Miss Asmara's words, Brian retreated back two steps, it was painful to see Miss Asmara until she said please, Brian was still silent can not say anymore, he said, up to twice Brian had to hear Miss Asmara's heart-piercing remarks.


"I didn't put you in jail, because we used to be friends at High School. If I say I'm sick, I'm sick." Miss Asmara pointed at her chest.


Brian was surprised, not even the power to see Miss Asmara who to tears like that.


"I beg .. You don't cry." Brian wanted to wipe away those tears.


"Not to worry, it's nothing like yesterday, when I watched my husband lie weak in the hospital." Miss Asmara smiled smirkingly without wiping away her tears.


Again Brian was slapped by the words of Miss Asmara, really not like this Brian wanted, if this alone had made me unable, how yesterday if I witnessed the fragility of the inner Brian.


Brian took two more steps back while rubbing his face violently.


Aghhhh!


Brian turned around now he faced his own car, regretting his stupidity, the intention of wanting to get the woman he loved, but instead saw the woman grieving.


Can't, this can't be Brian's thought, Brian took a breath many times to calm himself down.


Feeling that there was nothing to talk about, Miss Asmara turned around, walked towards the car, but not until Miss Asmara opened the car door, first heard Brian's voice.


"I'm sorry .. I won't bother you anymore."


Silent. Up to a few seconds.


Time seemed to stop, hearing Brian's words with blank eyes, Miss Asmara dwelled perverted, then looked at Brian. And a small nod.


Brian smiled, waving at Miss Asmara's car, which he saw increasingly walking away.