CEO Held And Princess Nobles

The Change of Attitude Adiwangsa Maheswara

Seconds of time continue to roll and run according to the rotation of the earth. It's been almost 2 weeks, after the departure of Savina who seemed to no longer want to return home. Initially, Adiwangsa did not believe and did not expect, that his eldest daughter would behave like that.

For Adiwangsa, all this time Savina's attitude in value is quite mature. In fact, it's more mature than the princess Fayra.

So what made his daughter's thinking change?

Adiwangsa never intended to choose love! Moreover, to make his children think that, he is a parent who is not very good at behaving.

In his body he sat pensively, daydreaming, 'will all his actions so far to his children. Far away was the sight of his eyes glaring to the sky loose. The sky that now featured white clouds rolled around, blown by the wind that took him away somewhere.

From the balcony of his room, a place where he used to contemplate everything. Adiwangsa looks very saturated and frustrated at the moment.

"Yes, God ...! Has my attitude crossed the line? Am I a parent who has failed in educating my children all this time? Is there still a love in my children's hearts for me that is never right in their eyes, yes, Allah ...?!" Falling already from his eye fertilizer, a crystal grain that quickly melted.

Secretly one's footsteps approached him from behind. Quickly his fingers wiped away the trace of tears, on the handsome face of Adiwangsa Maheswara.

A moment later, a long sentence is created, the terms of the meaning implied in it.

"Mass ...! Why grieve, hmmm? Where is my husband's firm and warm figure? Missing, 'has it been, Mas? I miss that figure so much, Mas ...!"

Adiwangsa turned to the source of the voice that invited him to the dialogue. He forced himself to smile, even that bitter smile that was engraved.

"Why just shut up, Mom? Why just look at me like that, hmmm? Come on, Mas ...! Tell me! What makes you like this, Mom? Is this about Savina? Or ... Raynar's? What don't-don't ... The fayra? Am I right, Mas?" pierce Hazna with a pile of curiosity in her chest.

Again, Adiwangsa Maheswara just smiled!

"Mass ...!" now, a little with his whimper and pampered and pushy tone, Hazna can no longer control herself.

"Yes-yes, I'll tell you now. Then shut up for a minute, yeah! Let me tell you everything. If you keep asking questions, then when will you answer them, hmmm?"

"Hahhh .. Okay, I was wrong! Now, I'll be completely silent and won't ask you again, Mas!" say Hazna straightforwardly by closing her lips as close as possible.

"Mas confused, honey! Why do we feel that whatever we do is always judged otherwise by our children? Is it wrong for Mas to ask them to live well independently out there, dear? Is it wrong to educate them all this time, honey?!" Adiwangsa's eyes began to glaze over with grief.

"Mas knows, Fayra did get more attention from Mas. But, it was all Mas did because his attitude was worse than Savina's. And Raynar is our son. His job can only be drunk and play women only! He intentionally let her go. She never threw him out, did she, honey?!" he said as if he wanted to get moral support from his beloved wife at this time.

Hazna clasped affectionately, poor and towering bodies just as her eyes looked.

"Ssthtt ...! You can't talk like that! Mas, I know Mas has done the best he can. That's enough, Mom! Don't blame yourself anymore! Just because, the attitude of our kids is changing, huh?!" Hazna further strengthens the husband's mentality with every word she says, which calms the soul and heart of Adiwangsa who is running away.

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Leaving behind a long grief that struck Adiwangsa's soul. It is better to peek at the ongoing activities between couples (husband and wife couples) who are busy with their work.

Since 2 weeks, Arfan's status as a husband and also the daughter-in-law of a prominent family, who holds the title of nobility. He went through his days with laughter and unrelenting fatigue.

"Mas ...?" greeting Fayra disperse the concentration of Arfan, who is focusing on the laptop screen in front of him.

"Yes, why, my wife?" his mouth was getting used to his new call to Fayra.

"Here, I brought lunch for us. No, too suspended, Mas! Later, you have a headache. I don't want you to get sick later, Mas." said Fayra while preparing lunch for them.

Fayra deliberately cooked the lunch before at home. She wanted to be a devoted wife to her husband.

"My wife, can I have a minute's help?" arfan asked who was actually a bit hesitant to convey his words. Afraid, just in case his wife won't want it later.

"Yes? What would you like to ask for help, Mom?" ask Fayra.

"Please massage Mas's head. What, can?"

Fayra was done with the task of opening their lunch. Now, his smile is growing. Moreover, after getting the chance to please her husband.

The couple were sitting on the sofa in the room. Arfan lay on Fayra's lap. His feet straightened and his eyes closed. Fayra also began a massage ritual for her husband.

In the midst of the massage, Arfan had thought of the two brothers Fayra.

"Darling?"

"Yes, Mas. Why?" sahut Fayra who is still loyal to massage the head of Arfan who indeed feels very tired.

"Mas is not feeling good to Mas Raynar and Mbak Savina" he said, feeling embarrassed.

Shame because, he does not deserve to be appointed as a CEO.

"Why do you think like that, hmmm? This isn't what he wants, either, is it?"

"Yes, but still Mas felt the need to do something, Fay." This was Arfan's first time, saying his wife's name with fretful strokes all over his face.

Fayra was dumbstruck and unmoved.

"Tumbens! Is he really depressed right now?!" fayra's dialogue at the corner of her heart.

"Indeed, what do you want to do, Mom?" asked Fayra who was still following the flow and direction of her husband's conversation, which seemed increasingly upset.

"Yes, Mas wants to persuade Raynar to accept the position of CEO in this company, Fay. I don't want to take away what your Raynar man should have, my wife. It is not good to take the rights of others. Just because we're married now. That's right, isn't it? What do you think, my wife? You must have understood and understood what Mas meant, right?!" asked Arfan who had changed his lying position to sit instantly.

Fayra didn't answer all the questions her husband asked. He would rather be quiet for a moment. Because, she could not find the most appropriate words to describe to Arfan, her husband.

"Why silence, hmm? Is everything you say wrong, honey?" Again, Arfan made Fayra's heart shocked and nervous.

"Astaghfirullah ...! The call changed again? Oh, geez! It could be that this heart can no longer withstand the turmoil, yes, Allah ...!" fayra screamed in the trough of his heart.

"Mas, later, yes we think of the most appropriate way to this problem. And ... It's best you discuss with papa, huh?! No, I'm talking about it again, Mom! Come on, have lunch!"

Fayra immediately offered a spoonful of food, which she had served for her husband.

"Open his mouth, Mom! Aaaa ..." said Fayra while demonstrating with her mouth also gaping.

Then, with his carelessness Arfan gave a brief kiss on the lips ranum Fayra. After that, he ate the food that Fayra offered him.

"Aummm ...." Arfan immediately devoured the food that Fayra had been thrusting at him.

In the meantime, Fayra was picking. Because, he got a sudden attack from a man who he considered innocent all along.

"W-what? Did he really just do it .. did he? Ah, no-no! No, tell me that I'm daydreaming let alone dreaming right now, yes, Allah ...!!!"

Silent!

After the act done by her husband. Fayra was increasingly powerless to resist the vibrations of her heart, which was beating without being able to brake again by her.

"My wife ...? My wife ...? Are you okay, hmmm?" Call Arfan who is trying to reverse his wife's consciousness again.

Fayra quickly shook her head, ignoring Arfan's response.

"Why are you, my wife?" ask Arfan who feels completely innocent.

"Oh, ti-no! I'm okay, Mas. Hehehe .. a-I'm going to go to the toilet for a while" Fayra ran away from Arfan, who still wanted to have lunch with his long-time wife.

"But, .. yes, I'll eat alone then." Arfan also ate the food that had been prepared by his wife alone.

...*****...