Trapped in Crazy CEO Desire
Eliminate the rest of the romance

"Kejora, get out. Grandma is cooking. Have breakfast first."

The silent vile did not answer. He rubbed his body violently and vigorously and poured water repeatedly to remove the remnants of the uncivilized fondling of the foreign man who snatched away his chastity. However, over and over again he did, Kejora still felt himself dirty, and remained dirty.

"Kejora, what are you doing inside? Are you all right? You've been there an hour, haven't you been cold?" The door was knocked repeatedly by an old woman out of concern for her granddaughter.

Kejora. "Kejora shower, Grandma. Soon the Kejora will come out."

"alright. Grandma wait at the dinner table."

Kejora smiled cynically when he heard the sound of steps away from the direction of the bathroom door. The cry of Kejora grew louder. Repeatedly he hit and rubbed his body to remove the stains on his body, but in no way made himself feel better. Fortunately, the tap water in the bathroom was opened so that the sound of crying would not be heard from outside.

The cruel felt himself despicable. He felt dirty and did not deserve to live. Kejora has made shame and disgrace to his family if he finds out about this problem. Kejora did not dare to tell this matter to his grandmother out of fear that her grandmother would hate, throw her out on the streets and abandon her. Just like his parents did.

Kejora. The tightness in his chest became. She had been in the bathroom for an hour, but had no coldness or shivering at all. The numbness. His heart was so broken that he did not know what to do.

Kejora grabbed the towel, wiping the remaining water on his body. Put on the clothes he had prepared earlier and immediately get out of the bathroom. However Kejora did not want to make her grandmother feel worried about her situation.

"Finally you came out too, Kejora. Granny until thinking negatively why you do not immediately get out of the bathroom," said the grandmother was worried. However, he was relieved when the grandson was sitting in a chair near the dining table.

Kejora smiled pias responded.

"Gosh, your lips are so pale. Are you sick?"

"No, Grandma. Maybe it was because the water was cold to make my lips pale," she tried to convince her grandmother of her doubts.

"Part of you being in the bathroom for that long doing anything, Kejora?" Ratih——granny Kejora——breath. "soon breakfast. It's gonna be cold."

Kejora. Lauk simple, there are vegetables and tofu tempe as the mainstay menu. Understandably, Kejora has not paid this month so just eat with potluck side dishes.

"Where's Bimo, Grandma? Didn't he have breakfast?" ask Kejora for not seeing her sister coming at the dinner table. It was usually the boy who came the earliest for breakfast.

"Come away your sister. Grandma went to her room. But when he's gonna get out, Grandma doesn't know either." Patih put food in his mouth.

"Bimo! Out, Deck! Let's breakfast!" yells Kejora from the dining table. Coincidentally his room was close to the dining table, so Kejora just shouted without coming to the room.

Not long after a small child came from the room and immediately sat down with a gloomy face. The Kejora who saw that was confused. It's not usually that his sister is moody like this.

"Bimo, what's with your face? Then, why are you still in casual clothes, aren't you going to school?" astonished Kejora while looking at his sister who was still lowered.

"Your sister said. What is it you are, Bimo? Not usually you like this," said Ratih also felt confused by the behavior of his second grandson.

Bimo. Those tears were still clearly dripping and flowing down his cheeks. Kejora rounded his eyes, seeing his sister crying made him upset. It was not usual for the boy to cry like this.

"Why are you crying? Tell Brother," urged Kejora.

"I was made fun of by my friends for wearing torn shoes, sister. I don't want school. I'm ashamed!" bimo said while sobbing.

"I envy my friends who have a complete family. They were pampered and taken by their parents to school by car, while I? I had to pedal my bike to school alone and then get ridiculed for not having parents. Why are our parents so bad that they threw us out, brother?"

The Kejora could no longer stem his tears. Get up from the chair and get closer to his sister who has tears and hugged him tightly. Gave strength to the little boy.

"I don't think God is fair with us, brother. We are poor, we have no parents. Does God want to make us fall apart again by making everyone insult us?" ask Bimo pilu.

Kejora. He wiped his sister's tears. "No, Bimo. God has the best plan for us. God just gave us a slightly different path."

"But the path God has given us is very difficult, Brother," replied Bimo able to make Kejora silence a thousand languages.

So he thought, is God not being fair to him? Abandoned by parents, life shortcomings are also scorned by many people, his holiness is forcibly taken by unknown people. Problems keep coming until the Kejora is fed up with surviving.

"You're patient, Bimo. If you have a payday later, you will buy new shoes for you. So that you are no longer ridiculed by them," said Kejora full of confidence.

***

"Have you any information about that woman?"

Nicholas dropped his glasses and put them on the table. He had already sent people to investigate who had entered his room that night. Nicholas also thought that the wound on his forehead must have been the work of the woman.

"Already, Sir. His name is Kejora Ayodya, one of the housekeepers who has only been working for the past two months. I have summarized all his life history in this file. You can look at it yourself." Nicholas' assistant Hans gave the file to his supervisor.

Nicholas opened the file and looked at the life history and profile of the woman he slept with that night. Nicholaa was shocked to learn the age of the woman. It turns out to be very young.

"Just twenty years old?" wonder Nicholas.

"really. He was just a high school graduate, then worked at a hotel on someone's recommendation there," Hans explained.

"Who recommended it? As far as I know, the hotel does not just employ people. The requirements to work are also quite difficult. With this woman's qualifications, I'm sure she wouldn't be accepted to easily work there without the help of insiders." Nicholas expressed his opinion, because he knew quite well how the graph of the workers in the hotel he used for the night.

"I have information that the manager of hotel—Tuan Zein— brought and personally recruited Miss Kejora to work there."

Nicholas stroked his own jaw. Feels weird. "A manager intervenes in recruiting workers? It's so weird."

Hans also noticed. "Then what should I do, sir? Did you call Miss Kejora to come here?"

Nicholas shakes. He put the file to the table and stood up from his great chair. The man walked towards the large glass in his room to see the surrounding conditions from the top of the building.

"No need. I'll check it myself. You go."

Hans immediately left the room. Nicholas then took the worker's card in his pocket and raised it high.

"Why were you there when I didn't realize. Is this part of your plan?"