The Son of CEO Arogan
Chapter 6 Should You Tell Him?

In Finn's view it may be a wild man, who just chooses any woman to be the warmer of his bed. Without looking too many women have offered themselves, even overtly tempting.

Who is not interested in the beautiful face of Finn, let alone the wealth that will be passed on to the eldest two brothers will not run out of seven derivatives.

But this is how Finn is. He chose soap as his outlet friend. Bathroom walls, mirrors and all inanimate objects inside bear witness to the number of times this 31-year-old man gave *self service* when pressed. Not to Laura who often invites him to sleep together even indirectly. Not even in women self-serve peddlers who are free will snare, if he wants.

"Mass? Is it still a long time?" Ameera knocked on the bathroom door impatiently. He's peeing. Eve's apartment room is too cold for her who used to be just friends with a fan.

"Mass?" Ameera repeated the call. The bathroom was quiet as if no man had entered since.

This apartment does look luxurious, but in addition to the kitchen and bar pretty Ameera favorite, there is only a single bedroom and bathroom in it. Private apartments that really maintain the privacy of Finn so far, very rarely visited friends or family. The only place the man ran away was to avoid the crowd.

"Why?" When he was about to knock again the door was already open, showing a man's face flushed and slightly sweaty.

"I'm sorry, I'm kebelet, ma'am." Ameera close her legs. "The gas is done?" he asked again to see Finn glued to the door.

O'oo accidentally Ameera's eyes fell on the middle of Finn's wet pants and something protruded from the inside. Ameera's eyes suddenly rounded while throwing a look, her legs retreated to distance the man to get out immediately.

"Why?"

"Oh, no, no."

Finn passed by him nonchalantly.

"*Jeez, he's done what's old, huh*?" Ameera shook off the air, dismissing the dirty conjecture in the head.

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"I brought this for Opa." Ameera shows her pumpkin cream soup. He heard from the waiter at Finn's house that Opa likes soups, in addition to vegetable or fruit purees. So when he and Finn were sent to the hospital this afternoon, the pigtailed woman quickly prepared it.

"Wahh, it looks so good. Is that a round one?" Opa Eddie's sparkling eyes stared at the white balls in the middle of the soup.

"These are balls of rice flour, Opa. Let Opa be more powerful."

"Ah, you're so smart, my grandson. Finn's lucky to have a wife like you." Eddie smiled loosely, pretending he didn't realize someone next to his bed was almost choking on his own saliva.

"Stay here, Finn. Does opa smell of soil until you don't feel at home next to opa anymore?" His words held back Finn's movements that were about to move.

*Why does this Opa like to test my patience*?

"Opa don't overdo it." Finn forced a smile that did not reach his eyes. He sat back in a stiff motion, becoming uncomfortable because he had to face Ameera, who sat in front of him, began to feed the grandfather.

For Opa's sake Finn came home during the break. After getting a call from Ken, Eddie's assistant, ask them to go to the hospital immediately because there's something important that Eddie wants to talk about.

"Opa spend it. This is the right portion, really. Not a little too filling." Ameera reflexes also gap when Eddie opens his mouth wide to receive a bribe. It looks funny in Finn's eyes.

"certainly, definitely. Opa likes it very much. Tasty. Feels right!" Eddie's index and thumb tips make up 0.

Finn's two-day wife Ameera's relationship with the oldest man in the Cullen family seemed very familiar naturally. They talk relaxed, and are very connected. Finn was there as if forgotten.

In addition to staring at the phone, replying to messages or emails, occasionally Finn's eyes fell on Ameera's face who painstakingly fed opa while chatting. More smiles listening to the old man talking between his mouth.

"You look like Finn. Patient, gentle, and patient. From the first look, opa has felt it," praise Eddie bertubi.

Since it was considered to be a grandchild, Ameera was indeed asked to call opa like other grandchildren.

Ameera's cheeks blush. "Thank you, Opa, but I think Oma must be a lot better than me."

Eddie chuckles happily. "Not much different." Again, the two fingertips of the hand that had been removed from the infusion needle fused. "Little bit. Around. the number eleven with thirteen,"

Ameera could not help but have her best smile come out. "Of can do it."

*ck! Female trickster! Very clever take the hearts of parents*! Finn clucked inwardly, annoyed to see that smile add to his grandfather's over-complimentation.

Finn really hates being used as a mosquito repellent.

"Does Opa's granddaughter who is my husband also look like Opa?" The corner of Ameera's eyes glanced at Finn who was staring at her.

"What do you mean?" *I'm old, so*? Continue inwardly, with a gaze as if lustfully swallowing people.

"Of course not." Eddie shakes. "Look at his face. I suspect he's not my grandson."

"Hum?" Ameera's smile was restrained, and her two eyebrows rose. This surprised expression was somewhat comical until Finn's eyes involuntarily unblinkingly stared at him.

"Finn stone head, Ameera. You know, before this he wants to live alone until old age. He thought he was happy living alone, but sinned outside with the unrighteous? Where's that happiness?" Ameera glanced at Finn, the man busy typing on the phone screen.

"God created everything in pairs. If humans already have rules with a legitimate partner. It's halal." After drinking, after finishing his soup, Eddie seemed energetic to continue talking at length. "Your husband is stiff. Can be durable silent like a statue. While opa, you see for yourself. Friendly, loving, have a heart that is easily touched." Kekeh Eddie was proud at the end of his satire, further making the heat of Finn's seat.

"Oh, is opa healthy? Do I need to take care of going home now?" finn replied back. Two days ago opa forced her to get married as if that day would be her last, now looking more refreshed and cheerful. He became suspicious, actually the old man was treated for illness or not?

Eddie chuckled until his stomach shook. "You see, Ameera. She really doesn't like happy opa."

Finn clucked in annoyance.

"He's also irritable. So opa hope you don't run out of patience with her."

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"*Even if your marriage has occurred because of your mistake, you are still the main person responsible*." Opa took a deep breath, his gaze looking pensive towards the white wall ahead.

"*Quickly or later, if God entrusts children from your wife's womb, believe me, there's a different feeling you find in you, Finn. Whatisit? It will be your own heart that feels it*."

Sentence after sentence Eddie is still this man remembered when traveling with Ameera to the wedding organizer choice of his mother. Ameera's job at the restaurant since yesterday only took the night shift, because during the day he went home to his house, or briefly accompanied opa in the hospital, while also planning a reception with Jayna, while also planning a reception with Jayna, the mother-in-law.

Actually Eddie asked Ameera to quit work, but he did not want to give up the job that has supported his family for the last 5 years.

"You get off yourself, I have to get back to the office" Finn said as the driver stopped the car in front of the two-story shophouse.

"I'm alone, Mum?"

"Yes." Yeah." Finn said without turning away from the phone screen, typing a reply to Laura's message, which told him he would be on one of the television stations later in the afternoon.

"Good, Mas. No problem, I can ask Mami's direction later."

"Hm." Finn's reception won't interfere. After all, the event was not his wish. Their marriage was temporary.

"I don't have to be picked up later, Mom, go back home before work."

"Hem." Who cares too?

The door was opened by the driver, Ameera took Finn's hand and put it on the tip of his nose. "Assalamu'alaikum, Mas."

With a stiff tongue and barely audible Finn said. There was a strange taste in this man's chest until he cleared his throat to control himself.

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As the clock neared the 11 mark, Finn was still not out of his study. Not busy. He just after hosting two friends who are also business partners. They chatted casually for almost two hours, ending with a subtle rejection of the invitation to the club. Finn is lacking in taste to enjoy the sparkling world of Jakarta at this time.

*Have Ameera come home*? his inner.

One of the access cards is on the woman, just in case she goes home first.

Both are quarantined in the apartment. According to opa, the less space allowed their relationship to be better, warmer on this early honeymoon. It will be different if you live in a house that is too large.

Opanya knew that she would avoid the room with Ameera. Like he did a few nights.

The phone from Laura vibrates the phone on Finn's front desk.

"Yes.."

"*Honey. Where are you*?"

"Still in the office."

"*office? This hour?! Ohh, my... Why don't you come here, Hon? I've been in the apartment, here, from the RCTV studio, continued the photo shoot at the fashion house Bu Dina Melati*." Laura's voice sounded spoiled hoarse, seemingly reporting on the day's activities while lying down.

"Hm." Finn glanced back at the watch.

"*Now it's really bad to go anywhere again. Dingy. You come here, Honey.. I want to sleep hugged*...." Somehow those words cast a shadow of Ameera asking to be touched.

"I'm not done yet, honey. See it later or tomorrow. I have something to tell you."

"*Say now. What's the matter, Hon...? Still noisier as you*?"

"Hmm, no."

"*So*?"

"I said when we met."

"*Judah. All right, don't get your op angry. Not good for our future*."

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Ameera had just reached the apartment, her face slightly pale, and her body looked limp. He was ready to take a shower with warm water as usual.

"It's good to be soaking." He saw the bathtub, there was a sense of wanting to try. Soaking warm water with soap full of foam seems to reduce muscle fatigue due to activities all day.

He started removing all his clothes after making sure the bathroom was locked.

"Ogh, what is this?" Ameera eyes rounded to see a red stain in the middle \*\*\*\*\*\* \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*.

Oh my God, Ameera just remembered that in the next few days he should come to the moon, and this actually came faster!

"Oh God...." Ameera rubbed her face, hugged herself, she had never felt so happy lately.

*That means.. I'm not pregnant*! *aaa*!

Hahh, the fear of the tragic shadow of Biya's life has made Ameera act quickly, until fate takes her to be Finn's wife.

"Where is this...?"

"Do I have to tell Finn? And... Will this marriage end?"

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