The Son of CEO Arogan
Chapter 30 For Money

Next month Finn's scheduled to go to Jogja again. He can not just let the work there without occasionally reviewing directly. Feeling impossible to bring Ameera whose pregnancy is getting older, he has lately become more work from home first.

Being on Ameera's side was not boring. A few hours at the office alone Finn often feels pulled home because he misses the house, has been imagined longing for later when going far.

"This room is comfortable for you, honey?" Finn turned off the laptop screen, then approached Ameera who was sitting facing the mini park next to the room.

"It's very comfortable, Mom. To me, all parts of this house are amazing. The heat is natural cool, let alone there is a large glass window gini."

The two were now in another room that passed through the hallway again from Finn's room area. They were temporarily displaced because it was a bit noisy with the sound of the handyman still renovating the two rooms.

Finn sat on the mat, right behind the back of the wife who had practiced pregnant gymnastics. He rubbed his distended stomach full of taste.

"What if we get out later?"

"Where, Mas?"

"Mm, to your sister's grave."

Ameera looked back. "could. If you want to. I happen to have plans there too."

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After the pilgrimage to the grave of the parents who are still one place with Naja, Finn invited his wife to stop by Perfecto Resto, he said he missed the delicious western menu there.

Ameera's presence suddenly attracted the eyes of her former co-workers. Despite her big belly, she looks even more beautiful. Wearing fashionable dress of fuschia color along the knee, sweetened butterfly embroidery decoration in some parts. The eyes of anyone who met so hard to look away in the third second. Moreover, seeing the male partner next door who could not be separated grasping his little fingers.

Despite having heard the bad rumors that Silvi and Dian had heard about Ameera's new job, some of them were amazed and could not believe the sight of Ameera being fond of handsome and handsome men. The figure that was once the hot topic of conversation para waitress Perfecto.

Who here doesn't know Ghazi Finn Cullen, the man bestowed physical perfection as well. Above the standards of the ideal husband-to-be who intoxicates the minds of some waitress. Some of them hoped that in a dream they could be Finn's lover, but that was not granted.

Now, why Ameera who has not been interested in Finn can even have it?

"Iyyuhh, lucky Ameera... how does it feel to be held together with the blue eye?"

"Not just a pair. He's impregnated. Take notes. DIHAMILIN! Not too bad for you?"

"Astagahh. Original, this is so do not believe in my own eyes!"

Exciting whispers discussing the two people were heard everywhere. Including a sneak pebal Silvi who happened to get the serving part of Finn and Ameera's table.

He greeted them with a tongue that was hard to move, a smile that was hard to shape. Silvi's lips stiff. It was as if he was seeing a ghost who transformed into an angel.

Before this he wanted Ameera to be able to partner as level as Engkus, but in fact changed the fate like Cinderella.

Silvi's heart was like being squeezed to watch in front of Ameera's eyes stared at by the handsome prince.

'What did he see from Ameera? This holy-ass is B'ja's face!'

"What do you want to order, honey?"

Oogh.Finn's sentence made Silvi's hand tremor so put a plate of Lasagna filled with pasta, sauce, meat, and cheese.

If the question were for him.

"That's enough, my dear."

"Attent." Finn brought the head closer, took one of Ameera's lashes out. His attitude is attentive.

Two faces a little distance that made Silvi's legs barely strong standing.

"Are you still not well, Sil?" ameera asked, seeing the hand of the woman who had just changed the color of the hair paint was increasingly trembling presenting the last order on the table.

Instead of answering, Silvi's gaze was more horror. The woman completed the task. Sweat as big as a grain of corn and tears dripped as he left the table towards the restroom.

"Aag! How could it be?! Is this real? Don't-don't.he just wants to make me look bego! Haha... Ameera, Ameera." Silvi's cries and laughter broke out together.

"It's really funny my life!"

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"It's okay," Finn responded briefly as Ameera apologized for the car being returned by her sister.

At this time Sami said he did not need a car, but if it is capitalized the effort he received.

After graduating later Sami did not want to go to college, he intended to open a shoe business.

"Yesterday just video call Sami love see the design of the product model later, Mas. Good anyway. It's creative, too."

"Yes. We are obliged to support. When do you start?" Finn took a seat next to Ameera on the bed.

"There's still two months left. Waiting to graduate."

"Hm, remind me I forgot."

"Thank you, Mum."

Finn lifted his chin with a finger. "Should you thank your husband? Ah, I feel like someone else."

"That's not what I mean, Mom. Thank you, it has to be, just like anyone. We have a child and I will thank him."

Finn's smile was momentarily attracted. "I want to know how your parents used to educate children. Dad, your mom must be really nice."

Ameera's face slightly changed when she heard the word father. Directly photographed the wound that the man had incised.

"Mother is very meek, considerate, considerate, also a good teacher, in my opinion, Mas. Unfortunately, I like to hold my own heart wounds. Until I was sick I never complained about anything."

Finn pulled him into the deck. "How's your dad?"

Ameera's eyeballs momentarily stared blankly. "I'm not too close to Dad."

Actually more to him just remember a little kindness from a man who likes to disappear, then go home often in a state of drunkenness.

"Mas' relationship with them seems much better."

"You rate that?"

Ameera.

"I think bad. In this house we are not so bound apart from blood. There's no feeling that draws me as close as you. We have walls that limit each other."

Ameera wrapped her arms, tightly hugging Finn's chest. Hoping to muffle the tone of disappointment in that voice.

"Now I am this close to others. It's you, Ameera."

Ameera's kiss on her chest without a word made Finn close his eyes, feeling the warm whirr spread out.

"I'm also this close to a man, Mas. Just like Finn...."

"Oh yeah? The gondrong ever kiss you?"

"No!" sahut Ameera fast.

"Defend whoever knows."

Quickly he took off his hug, looking at the husband's face. "Never kiss the lips. If the cheek ever."

Finn squinted. "Really's? I'm not sure."

"Allah is Oft-Tau." Ameera pointed upwards. "What's that for? I should not believe that I have never been in contact with another girl. I'm too experienced in intimate affairs."

Finn raised his eyebrows. "I'm experienced? I'm great you mean?"

"Yes, maybe. How many girls have you ever slept with?" Ameera regretted that sensitive question just slid by.

Finn sums up both cheeks. "It's just you" she said as she sipped sweet, soft lips that never ran out.

"Times?"

"Hm..," Finn's voice had weakened. Hobbies explore the depth of the mouth, check the suppleness of the tongue, and mensen whether the wife's teeth are still intact or if there are toothless, should not be disturbed. For some reason, there is no sense of weakness to do this, although he always repeats again and again every time there is a chance.

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Sweetness is not always in a relationship. After the growing togetherness that made him fall into the depths of the man's heart, now forced to sincerely undergo a temporary separation.

The day was not too late, Ameera sat in the park, looking at Tamtam in a cage that was breastfeeding 4 children. Tamtam had just had a baby yesterday, the process Ameera had seen for herself before she chose to stay away because she felt tense.

Finn's been in Jogja three days ago, promised to come home tomorrow, but the man sent a message cancelling his time home until the day after.

That's not what makes Ameera excited, to get out of the room looking for fresh air here, but the entry of a message in the form of a photo of the hands of men and women holding on to the bed is quite disturbing.

It was obvious who the fluffy hand belonged to.

"Tam... Tamtams...." He plucked his fingers, called the mother cat who stood up, and licked his children affectionately.

"Is he naughty there again...?" the tan was weak while stroking Tamtam's back with his index finger.

"Oh, I thought it might be a distance huh. You hope so too, don't you, Tam? Finn loves his son like you. Finn loves me too. Finn couldn't have broken his promise."

Ameera hopes Finn doesn't change again.

"Per-permie-si, Non. Not to drink? Bi-let me make it." Ameera was surprised to find a black-white-clothed person already behind her. His voice is a bit stuttering.

"Oh my goodness, just ngagetin' me."

"Sorry, No."

It was the short-haired maid, who always looked nervous and evasive when she met him in the past.

"You want to drink, Non?" kaku tanyanya.

"No. No need, Ma'am. I've been drinking." During here Ameera never offered other waiters food or drinks, because there is a chef and kitchen head who handles.

"Ba-good, Non."

"Mother." Ameera was curious to ask something. "How long have you been working here?" he asked as the waiter hesitated to leave.

"Three more years, Non."

*Hm, especially if he should have known the task for a long time*.

"If you don't want anything, let me take you here."

Ameera was still quietly searching. This waiter is not the one who used to work in the kitchen.

"Whose name is Ma'am?"

The more stuttered he was asked so, calling the name nambil squeezing the tip of his uniform.

"Thank you Mrs Karlah his offer. I've been drinking, I've eaten too. Mbak can continue to work again," concluded Ameera with a calm smile.

Lately he often saw Karlah acting strange. Often stolen looking at him a long time ago, then quickly dodged when he looked back. Sometimes it can also suddenly appear like this, but it is only now that they talk.

Karlah quickly let in. But once he got to the kitchen door, he took out a small bottle from his pocket. On the side of the body he dripped some of that liquid on the floor.

"*Be careful, Kar. Don't get stolen by surveillance cameras or anyone else. Once you're wrong, we can all just*!" The threat of his cousin behind the phone made this woman's hand tremble quickly put the baby oil into the pocket.

For the sake of the lure of large amounts of money he could endanger the life of one of his employers.

Seriate....

...🙏❤️...