CEO AND WIDOW 2 CHILDREN

17

We walked out to the immigration section at the airport after a long hour's drive from Paris to Jakarta. Christian brought both our suitcases. One woman who gave us a stamp on her passport signified that we were allowed to return home.

"where are you parking?" ask Christian

"over there." show Clara

"okay, I'll put my stuff in the car first, and then I'll drive you to your car" Christian said

"you don't have to take me" said Clara

"it's okay, I want to drive you" said Christian

Christian and Clara walk through the main door. Christian walks to his left and stops at a limo waiting for him. The limo driver got out..

"welcome, Mr. Chris." said Tony, the driver of the car.

Clara stopped and fell silent on the spot, shocked to see Christian owned this limo.

"thank you sir, oh yes it's Clara." Christian introduced me to the driver.. "Clara this is Tony."

"hello." said Tony

Clara gives a wave of her hand to Tony

Tony then carries Christian's suitcase and keeps it in the car.

Christian hooked his hand into my hand, then drove me to where my car was parked.

"i can carry my own suitcase, Chris." said Clara

"please let me act like a gentleman" Christian said as he walked

"do you have a limo?" ask Clara

Christian shrugged his shoulders "my company has a lot of cars one of them is a limo, so it's not my personal car" Christian replied

Christian and I walked for a while, and I began to feel anxious. I didn't want Christian to leave, but I had to let him go.

Christian Miles is a handsome, intelligent man. He can make me laugh, it's not easy. She made me feel like I was the most beautiful woman in the world. I have never felt insecure about my body. He kept holding me, holding his hand to mine, peeping at me. He listened to my stories, always giving me a pleasant conversation. I think we talked a lot this weekend. Never did I feel like I was forced or uncomfortable. I feel this comfort with Christian.

She's gone

I exhaled as reality began to seep into my bones. The man who went with me actually didn't exist. He is just a small part of Christian Miles. Unfortunately, my instincts said I should let go, even though we spent a good time together.

It ends here.

I can't even imagine being with someone like Christian for a long time.

"this is my car." I smiled when we got to my car.

I opened the trunk of the car, and Christian put my suitcase in it.

Now it feels awkward . . . As perforce

"thank you so much Christian for that great weekend." I smiled

Christian took my body to his arms. "are you sure you don't want to come with me? It's late at night."

I gave a sad look to my smile. "I have to go home to my children.."

Christian nodded his head and sighed.

we looked at each other like there was something to say but we couldn't say it.

"good bye."

Christian kissed my lips, Christian's hands holding both cheeks. "tell me when you get home so I know you're safe."

"okay.." I smiled

With one more hug and kiss, Christian let me go, and I got into the car.

An hour later I arrived at the courtyard. I parked my car in the yard.

I sat there and watched him for a moment. There were bikes on the terrace and basketballs left on the ground near the ring. Shoes are messy everywhere. No matter how many times I ask my children to always clean everything up after use, but still always this way.

I smiled seeing everything.. I'm home

I took the phone and gave Christian a short message

...I got home safely. Xoxxes...

I got out of the car and the front door of my house opened. Patrick and Harry ran out.

"hello" I laughed too. They almost made me fall when they both hugged me.

"hello, alas mommy, mommy's a real miss with you guys." I cuddle with both of them.

"did mommy bring me some souvenirs?" ask Patrick

"yes, bring. hello, mommy.." I'm going to Patrick

"hello, mommy" Patrick repeated.

I took the suitcase that was in the trunk. Harry took it from me and started to bring it inside.

"let me carry mommy's suitcase." ask Patrick.

"no." answered Harry, "you're too small."

"i'm not too small!!!" Patrick shouted at Harry while swinging a fist at his brother

Harrh pushes Patrick down until Patrick falls. "Ow, mom. Harry pushed me!" yelled Patrick

I turned both my eyeballs. I don't miss their quarrels. "sshhh, it's late" I whispered. "wear a small and ordinary voice. Kasian will be our neighbors on waking."

Returning to the real reality of seeing my children flirt.

Monday morning and I walked into the office. I could barely stop my smile from coming out of my face.

"wells.. Hello you..." Angel snapped while looking at me from head to toe. "look at you, look more glowing?"

I brought Angel's body into my arms. "thank you for forcing me to leave. You're right, I need that."

"lu like?" Angel frowned, shocked

"it's great, I'm even booking for next year."

"yeeess." Angel clenches his hand of pleasure. "gue tau you would love the same motivational thing Ikuuu."

"who knows?" I smiled and walked past Angel, entered my room and sat down.

"do you want coffee?" ask Angel over the phone line

"ummm. . . "I frowned while looking for a cell phone in the bag

"need to need it. You have a lot of emails to answer."

I rolled my eyeballs "yeah, okay, thank you."

I connected the charger cable to the phone, and my phone screen lit up.

...5 missed call, Christian...

Oh, naw. When did he call me? I scroll through my phone screen, and Christian called me last night.

Hmmm, I was so tired after I got home and I didn't even check my phone.

I turned my phone into silent mode, and saved it. Turn on my computer. I smiled broadly. To be honest I felt like I hadn't been here for a month, so had a new vibes after coming home from Paris.