The Village Girl Owns the CEO

The Village Girl Owns the CEO
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“What will he do with this hammer?” arnold asked as soon as he arrived at the VVIP floor, where there was Hans waiting for his arrival.


The man shook his head at the employer's question, making Arnold's heart beat faster as he stepped into the son's room. 


“Where are you going?” Arnold looked at Hans who was packing with his bag outside the room.


“There's something I need to clear.”


“You won't accompany me, what if Nana wants something weird?”


“Eve is in the room at the end of there, you can ask for help,” said Hans then carrying his bag. “I go, Mr.”


 Arnold gulped his saliva roughly, he knocked on the door before going inside. He sees Nana talking to Eve there, with Sebastian still sitting with his eyes open. Arnold approached his son. “What happened?” ask Arnold who was called in by Sebastian.


“I don't know, since Nana asked Eve for strange things, she asked to buy a polaroid camera, then playdoh-branded toy candles then they were talking now,” said Sebastian.


His memory was spinning when he was hugging Nana, how her beloved woman asked to be brought such a thing. And also…. Sebastian just remembered Nana also asked to be brought a hammer.


“What did Daddy bring him?”


“This hammer?” 


The gazes of the two were fixated on the thing Arnold was holding, they gulped their gulps roughly. 


“Why did Daddy buy that big iron hammer?” sebastian asked not to accept with his Daddy's hammer, it was big, scary too. Sebastian also felt that something strange was about to happen.


Arnold shakes. “Yes, this is all that's left. Is he upset with Daddy who looks to be playing you?”


“She may be more annoyed at me because I hide about my health.”


“But you're her husband, even if hit won't be as hard as Daddy.”


Sebastian shakes no take. “He won't hit Daddy that hard because Daddy is old, whereas I?”


“But you're sick, he's probably more attentive.”


“Daddy already has gray hair, maybe Nana will consider it.”


Arnold fell silent. “Why are we talking about this? will Nana really hit us?”


The two men who had previously discussed it swallowed their saliva roughly when they saw Nana turn to face them. “Oh, Dad is here?”


The aura grew even more tense as Nana's tone was so flat and callous, especially when the woman approached with her flat face.


“Daddy brought the hammer I asked for?”


“This,” said Arnold handed it to Nana. “What do you want, son? What does Daddy's grandson want?”


“I want to photograph Daddy,” said Nana pointing a polaroid lens at Arnold. “Summing.”


Arnold smiled stiffly, then the lens was directed at Sebastian. “You also smile, Mas.”


Sebastian did it, not much different from the stiff Arnold.


“It's done, you can continue the others. Thank you, Dad,” said Nana who was busy giving the photo to Eta. Then Eta attached it to a toy candle that had been formed a box.


“What will you do, Nana?” ask Arnold.


“Nothing, just channeling annoyance. Dad, you can go home.”


“I want to see what my grandson wants inside his belly.”


And when Eve kept the two candle-covered photos on the table…. BRUK! BRUK! BRUK! BRUK! BRUK!


Sebastian and Arnold's eyes rounded to see Nana beating the photo with an angry expression, which made Sebastian's hand grip Arnold's hand.The two looked terrified, especially when sweat dripped on Nana's forehead so strong she beat up the photo.


Arnold looked at Sebastian scared, “You're sure she's a country girl? Not market thugs?”


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In a cloudy morning, Nana opened her eyes and saw her husband still asleep. Although she slept at four in the morning, Nana always woke up in the morning, as it was already an obligation for her.


Nana came out of the patient's room.


“Mistress, you need something?” ask the nurse who passed by.


“No, I'm looking for someone.”


“Breakfast will be provided at sixty-thirty, Madam. Is there a menu you want?”


“No, I'll buy myself down.”


“Good, Mistress.”


 Nana finds Eve on the phone at Coriodor. Nana's getting closer. The deserted VVIP floor there were only nurses and a few guards here, even having their own receptionist, still Nana did not like it. He'll take Sebastian home and take care of him at home. Long periods in the hospital made him nauseous.


“Mistress, you're awake?”


“I want to get out of here, can she be cared for at home?”


“I can discuss it with doctor if that's what you want.”


Nana nodded, she rubbed her eyes. “I also want to see Jenni, there's only one more person I haven't….. HOAM.....,” Nana's speech came to a halt as she yawned. “I'll be downstairs, don't forget to see Jenni…. HOAM.”


“I'll take you down, Mistress.”


“No, you're here waiting for Sebastian. Besides I'm not going down alone, the bodyguard followed me,” Nana said pointing to a large man employed by Hans. “Don't forget Jenni.”


“Good, Mistress.”


Nana went down to the hospital canteen below, her mouth was used to simple but filling and delicious food. The food may look the same, but it tastes different. 


Nana bought some ply rites, walnut porridge and even an oemelet. Do not forget the sweet food that always spoils his mouth.


“This is your order.”


“Thank you,” said Nana received it. He sighed. “Ah...., hopefully after this the situation will be fine.”


Nana did not immediately go back upstairs, she walked for a while in the hospital garden with a bodyguard watching from 15 meters away. Nana also ate some of the food she bought while sitting on the bench there.


The park was still quiet, hours like this they were still asleep to sleep. But not for Nana, the habit is inseparable.


About twenty minutes later, Nana returned to the upper lanta.


“Eve? How's Jenni?”


“In room, Mistress.”


“Room?” tanya Nana frowned while stepping there. Why is Jenni in her room? Is Sebastian there? Will he start suspicion again?


But when I came in, there was no one there. “Jenni?” there is no sahutan sura except for her husband's fine snoring.


“Eve, she's not here,” said Nana turned to look at Eve who was on the doorstep.


“There's on the table, Mistress.”


“What?” nana approaches the table, there is a hammer, a photo of Jenni with toy candles on the base.


“Please resolve your anger, Mrs.”


“What?” mummy Nana astonished.


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TO BE CONTINUE