The Son of CEO Arogan
Chapter 21 Is Disappointment Blocked?

In this room there were two people, but it was very quiet. Finn went back in, pretending to open the closet. Only with the tail of his eyes did he steal a look at Ameera. Want to say hello first, but his tongue is stiff, prestige is also still high master.

Who was Ameera until she had to give up?

A few minutes were still so, until Ameera came back out of the room, having put on a neat outfit from the dressing room.

Huh! He thinks of himself as who! Finn chose to keep the ego.

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Over time, their relationship is increasingly foreign, until it does not feel like it has been months gone.

Finn immerses himself in projects and offices that eat up energy and thought. While Ameera, thanks to the support of friends and friends who love her, began to restore the spirit of life that had been down. He must be strong for the baby who is expected to be born in three months.

"You want more?" Juna sat in the front seat of a large-bellied woman, who was sweating after spending a bowl of miso soup.

"Already, Jun, my stomach is already stuffy." Ameera received the tissue the man gave her. Rubbing her lips that are soaked in redness due to the hot and slightly spicy soup.

"What a son? I'm drooling." Juna took the bowl from Ameera, placed on a tray of male servants who happened to pass the table between them.

"Try on. The food itself must be eaten as well."

The new man added a small butterfly tattoo near the pulse of his left hand this shook his head. "I'm still full just now because of the rest of you."

"Sisa is eaten. I said I'd take Tamtam home."

"The bite you dear is thrown away. I'm a jealous with a cat."

Ameera is singing her lips. "Awas, start again. Bumil if angry twice his energy," he boasted.

"Honey how angry? The wife must be angry even if in-KDRT her husband."

"Wife? Which way the hell are you going, Junaa?" Ameera. Juna likes to fish him chatty again after a long time so quiet and quiet.

"By the way. You're a wife, right? Uh, the wife-to-be means. Wife-to-be I'm waiting for," Tombal Juna semringah.

"Come! It's getting less clear. You also like to laugh does not fit the look of the tauk. You should be arrogant, Jun." Ameera stood up from the dining table, towards her desk over there.

Juna followed. "So what am I, he whose good looks are arrogant? I'm not the one with this tattoo. Ahai! Her praise made her even more excited!"

"Yes dong, must keep the spirit of work achieve the dream." Juna was still willing to continue the temptation, but stopped when he saw two cars visitors coming in the front parking lot. The young man immediately washed his hands preparing for duty.

"Later again yes, Bumil who shovels beno.nyak work first," hiss Juna uses a little Lampung language when passing through his desk. \*(*Secope beno \= very beautiful. Nyak \= I*)

Incidentally it was a bit quiet again, there were only 4 tables filled in front there, so both could relax because there were two assistant chef standby in the back.

Ameera administration as well as the creation of the menu in this store. He also made sure the ingredients were taken from halal-labeled producers. While Juna's share of processing and promotion on social media. But both of them give each other input for the improvement of this business, including being fighting for the name of the business patent.

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After the project went well and the pressure of work was reduced, Finn had a lot of free time. When this began to reappear curious, what did Ameera do as long as they stayed away from each other?

He was actually still furious with Ameera's haughty attitude. Does not look the slightest want to apologize first or first ask for improvement. His mouth seemed locked and every coincidence passed the hue of his face was very flat.

Not once did they meet face to face at the dinner table, or sleep in the room, but no one started talking. Worse, Finn did not know how many months was now Ameera's gestational age, clearly he saw that the stomach was already very swollen.

*Is she giving birth soon*?

Then the rest of their togetherness will soon be over.

Finn's mind grew stronger considering Ameera because her mom said she was bleeding from exhaustion. He was under pressure Jayna should be able to take care of his wife, persuading Ameera to want a lot of rest.

Yeah, Finn thinks it's for the baby's health too.

The man in the gray suit came home, after asking the driver about Ameera's whereabouts.

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"Tamtam, here, let's eat a lot." As he walked towards the kitchen, looking for the woman to a halt, Finn moved closer to the back door.

"Uhh, pinteer."

'*It's just fine not in the room. He's here*.'

Ameera sat in a chair near the kitchen, the garden area that separated the main house from the pavilion where the servants lived, in her lap a large feline was eating from the palm.

Hiii! Finn's nudging. Since when is there a cat in this house?!

He's allergic to the funny animal's fur.

"Ha-hachim! Hachimm!" Even in the typical smell of cats carried by the wind, although one day anything still feels scratched nasal cavity. His nose was itchy and his eyes were also sore.

"Ha-ha-hachim! Hachiimm!"

Ameera turned her head, astonished at him who kept sneezing but did not stay away.

"Come, Tamtam we're moving." Ameera carried the black white cat away to another chair in the corner.

"A-Ameera." After a long time did not open the conversation finally Finn desperate to start.

It's already in the room, Finn deliberately waited hours for the beautiful haired woman to come in. Now ahead of the magrib, Ameera must have gone to the room to prepare for worship.

There was no answer, only a peck of a head with eyes asking 'yes?'

"After you pray we can talk?" kaku tanyanya.

Ameera nodded small.

Appreciable. Feels a little airy Finn's chest cavity.

He just saw the woman whose body was getting filled it out of the bathroom after ablution. His face looked fresh. Hair's been tied one up.

"Ameera." Finn mentioned his name again.

"Yes?" Ameera's defense was slightly open, while putting a face in the corner where she turned her head, again with questioning eyes.

Finn is getting tough. He moved, then approached. "Sa-yeah, um, I want to pray too. Can you?"

Ameera's forehead shriveled. "Why do I have permission? Prayer is obligatory." This time his eyes were round. "Or, you never pray?"

Geez, what a hell Finn would want to roll around so badly that his leg would be that long response.

*It turns out that it's that easy to make him talk*.

Finn regrets why he only now dared to start.

"Come, Mas wudhu first. Magrib time is short."

Finn was still staring at him.

"Mas Finn?"

"Oh! Yeah, okay." He was going to the bathroom, but only two steps stopped again. "Ameera, how is it?"

The woman nodded for a moment. "What's the way, Mas?"

"How. wudhu. I forgot." Finn rubbed his nape to ward off prestige and shame.

"Subhanallah." It was only fitting that he had never seen the man pray.

"Corn, Mas. We're hunting late." Ameera took him to the bathroom. Wudhu returned to set an example for Finn to follow.

Fortunately there are two taps near the sink, it looks like the bathroom interior designer used to make a special for ablution, but all this time only used Finn washing feet.

"Sholatnya Mas already can?"

"Hm, kind of forgot." Finn was still busy wrapped around the holster but kept falling.

Ameera picked up the phone, contacting Mang Darman who was now living in the back pavilion.

"Mas to pavilion. Mang Darman will teach you to pray."

"Oh, fine." Finn said he would be very careful this time. He did not want Ameera's mood to change again.

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Ameera is still cold, not as cheerful as before, but when Finn spoke last night still wanted to be hushed even though short. Yeah, that's enough relief.

In effect, this morning Finn went to the office feeling better. It felt different from the previous months as if under pressure.

"Morning, Sir."

"Morning."

The employees who passed by were also made to gap. What dream last night got a reply from the cold boss?

Aldi is also splashing the windfall. He is often the target of scolding, suddenly given a thick envelope for his pocket money vacation with his wife.

"Mr sure I can take a vacation?"

"Go before I change my mind."

"Alhamdulillahhh!" Aldi wanted to hug his beloved boss.

After marriage he applied twice for leave, but was refused. Today was really good news, he was finally able to honeymoon with Fathia.

At lunchtime Finn again keeps Ameera's contact, having just requested a number from Mang Darman.

He opened the green app, want to see Ameera's latest profile picture.

"Why isn't there?" His forehead wiggled. An invisible Ameera profile photo, aka a blank photo like an inactive account.

\[Tes\] Finn tried to send a message.

Check the ashes one.

\[Ameera\] type it again, then send it. Stay check one.

Finn try the phone. And. it turns out that it can't be contacted.

"Am I blocked...?" his murmuring was very slow. Finn then massaged the temple which suddenly pulsed.

*This is how disappointed to know our number is blocked*?