BETWEEN THE CEO AND MAFIA 2

Two Injured People

Ayash stood on the balcony of his room holding a cigarette. Sometimes he sipped his base, then exhaled smoke from his mouth and nose. He repeated his activities while thinking about many things. One of them is about Prita.

People say, men are stronger creatures than women. He is more rigid and not crybaby when faced with problems. His mindset always puts reason ahead rather than feeling.

But, for Ayash, both women and men were the same. Both can be hurt by love problems. Maybe it looks amazing. I don't know if his heart could get hurt. So deep was the wound, it was like numbness.

Over a lifetime, Ayash was one of the most anti-smoking people. Both in High School and college, even though he did not want to try the name of a cigarette even though several times offered free cigarettes by his friend. According to him, smoking is only a futile and useless act.

After feeling the bitterness of the divorce, he had to swallow his own saliva. As it turns out, smoking can distract her a little. His mind became more relaxed when thinking about things that felt heavy.

If she wanted to cry, she would cry for days until her house was flooded. Or he could scream until the neighboring chickens died of noise. But a man's image is not like that. The man is a strong creature, he cannot shed tears except crocodiles.

So, it is most appropriate to vent it with smoking. Still better than he smoked marijuana, meth, or the like.

"Nights smoking alone. Share dong." as long as Andin.

The woman unlicensedly took a cigarette from inside her pack and lit it with a match. He sipped casually the cigarette in his mouth. There was no awkward expression like someone who used to do it.

"Stress thinks of Prita, huh?" andin said on the sidelines of his cigarette suction.

"Do I still need to answer?" Ayash continued his activities uninterruptedly with the presence of Andin nearby.

"no need. We know each other's problems."

"Why are you here yourself? Why not sleep?"

"Find a bad friend."

"Well! Wrong to find a friend like this. You should have gathered with your fellow women. They usually like bad stories."

"The thing is I can't smoke in front of them."

It's no secret that You have always liked to smoke. After the death of his mother. Since Junior High, the woman has started smoking. Moreover, there is Vino, they're true smoking partners. Only Ayash who was unaffected followed them back then.

Say they are cowards. Smoking can not solve the problem, because indeed they can only run from the problem. Escape through cigarettes.

"I thought you'd changed, Ndin. After making friends with many female friends."

"At least my appearance has changed, Yash. The rest of me is still the same. It's still so weepy and I'm a coward too."

Ayash and Andin did sleep in a room, but in a different bed. Ayash chose to sleep in his study area, while his main bed he gave to Andin. Both are still keeping the deal as they used to be.

They married only to save the face of both the extended families. There is no love between the two, except for caring for each other because they have been friends for a dozen years.

"What are you going to do with Prita? If you keep quiet, that guy can take Prita from you forever."

"I don't know either. From the beginning it seemed like there was no longer any hope of being with him."

"You want to give up?"

"Not giving up.But I'm self-conscious, I've let go myself."

"Well! I was surprised by Prita. He should have had a little courage to stand up to the man who oppressed him."

Ayash smokes smoke right in Andin's face.

"God! What the fuck, anyway!?" Andin tried to ward off the smoke that was about to enter his eyes.

"How are you? Have you met Arga?"

"Yet. I hope to see him soon."

"What would you do if you met my sister?"

"May I kill him?" cananda Andin's.

Ayash chuckled, "May, just kill him. He's a useless human being anyway." He pressed his cigarette butt that was almost finished on the ashtray until the man died.

"Your brother is really trash!" andin Umpat.

"Arga bastard! The courtship time is very persistent deketin me. Back and forth abroad was done until I followed the bucin. The wedding turn ran away. Crazy, right?"

"Yes, it's crazy. Such a man deserves to be destroyed."

"Then, if he comes back, will you forgive him?"

"Well! Not to be."

Andin leaned his back against the balcony railing. His gaze led to Ayash who was busy watching his phone.

"So you want to continue as my wife?" he said, without taking his eyes off his phone screen.

"Do you mind?" andin fishing rod.

"No. I told you, you can stay my wife as long as you want."

"We're actually fit to be friends, not husband and wife."

"Smoking friends?"

"Haha.... Yeah, one of those. But you're not my type. It feels like a dog can suddenly marry you."

"Did I like it?"

"Curtain! At least you can use me to meet Prita, right? You're afraid you'll get hurt if you see him yourself?"

Ayadlsh glanced at Andin. The woman pointed the middle finger at him, as if mocking if he was a loser.

"I brought you so that my attitude could be controlled. Afraid that my nafsusaurus would rise up alone with him."

"Hahaha... Can you be that aggressive?"

"Do you want me to prove it?"

"Snurvy!" Andin turned his body, looking at the thick of the night decorated with star dots. One after another he regurgitated to forget his grief.

"Then I go in first. Don't forget to close the door." Ayash moved from his seat. He went back into the room.

"Yes, go!"

Andin still wants to enjoy his cigarettes. He's not sleepy yet. Almost every night his sleep is disrupted, too stressful since his marriage failed.

"Arga bastard!" his screeches.

*****

"I've found a suitable spinal cord donor for your son" Fredi said.

Those words were able to distract Bayu who had been busy looking through his collection of weapons inside the secret banker.

"Where did you get it?"

"From the black market."

"Who is that guy? Who will be the donor for my son."

Fredi.

"Why are you quiet?"

"I don't know, Sir. Donor information is kept confidential."

Fredi actually knows the identity of the donor. But, he wouldn't tell his boss. His job is only to find a suitable donor, not to disclose the donor's information. If Bayu finds out how to get the donor, he may be killed himself. With him silent, it could at least save two lives, the life of his boss' son and his own life.

"I've also contacted the best hospitals and doctors who can immediately perform surgery for Daniel."

"Where?"

"In City J, Primary Hospital."

Hearing the word Kota J is not something pleasant for Bayu. He had long wanted to forget that city with all its past. Especially in the center of his father's kingdom. He no longer wanted to get in touch with that old bastard.

"Prepare a place for me to stay there. Choose some of your men to take control while Daniel's in the care. If you can, put it in the hospital. Let there be no room for evil people, especially my father. Don't let him know."

"Good, Sir."