CEO Held And Princess Nobles

Worshipping or Blessing?

Arfan is busy making art made from wood. He made several works before one important phone he would receive. Among them are flower vases and trays for containers where to transport food and drinks.

Drrrttt .. drrrttt .. drrrrttt ...!

Arfan's phone shook, he picked it up.

"Assalamualaikum," he said in greeting.

"Waalaikumsalam, where are you? Can you come to my house right now?!" sahut full of orders from across there on him. Arfan was quick to respond to every word for word spoken by someone behind the phone.

"Good, Sir! I'll be there soon. Sorry, but ... I don't know your home address yet, sir!" arfan was confused.

"Easy! My driver will pick you up soon. So, please just send me your home address where, yes!" adiwangsa orders with lightning fast.

"Good, Sir. I will send it directly. Thank you very much, sir!"

"Ah, don't hesitate! I hope we can work well together later!"

"Yes, Sir!"

"Then I hang up the phone. Assalamualaikum,"

"Yes, Sir. Ohhhhaw!" the phone was disconnected.

Arfan seemed so excited and enthusiastic. This was her first experience working. So, he will try as much as possible to be able to work well and professionally later.

"Thank you, thank you very much, God! Bue, pray for Arfan, yes! Hopefully, Arfan can pay off all medical expenses later. And also pay tuition dik sweet." said Arfan with teary eyes.

Then, he got ready right after sending his home address to Adiwangsa.

"I need to get ready now. Later, just wait for the invitation to come." He took the body to the room and took a towel and then he immediately took a quick shower.

...*****...

Airports...

Today, coincides with the arrival of Fayra Maheswara's older sister Savina Maheswara. The beautiful woman who was born from a noble family, deliberately continued her S2 at the University of Alberta in Canada.

I don't know what kind of wind brought him to Yogyakarta today. He deliberately did not tell this to his family members.

Because, this is a surprise. So, she secretly returns to Indonesia to spend her summer vacation.

After a tiring flight, he arrived at YIA Airport (Yogyakarta International Airport).

"Hhhhh ...! Finally, we arrived at our beloved homeland. I can't wait to see the shocked faces of all of them." said Savina in a super cool style that is equipped with black glasses attached firmly to her beautiful eyes.

He started walking through the airport, he was going to get out of there.

...*****...

Fayra is still busy working at the company in his club. The girl looked good at doing her every task. As if he were the master.

"Mom, Fayra! Sorry, Madam. Some people want to buy furniture with other models. He wanted to design his own design. Can you, Mom?" ask one of his employees to the beautiful girl.

"Oh, yes. Please let him see me." said Fayra.

"Good, Mom. Excuse me!" the officer went to see the buyer again.

A few moments later ...

Tok ... tok .. tok ...!

"Lake in!" fayra's Word.

"Please, sit!" fayra shouted at his guest.

"Oh, thank you, Ma'am!" said the couple's husband and wife.

"So, what can I do for Mom and Dad?"

"E .. here, Ma'am. We want to have a wardrobe that is larger in size and made of the most beautiful and durable wood, Ma'am. What can you do, Mommy?" ask the mother's husband.

"Oh, that. Later, I will try to discuss this with the craftsman, yes Sir, Mom!"

"Oh, so can you, Ma'am?" ask them together.

"I will try, yes. I cannot give certainty. I will try to ask my employees. Who knows if he can handle it. Then here's my business card. Later, if there are still people who want to add more, can call my number" said Fayra while holding out a business card to the buyer.

"Well, thank you very much, yes, ma'am! His mother was very good." said the father's wife to Fayra.

Fayra just smiled.

"Then, we'll excuse you, Ma'am." they told Fayra.

"Yes, please Sir, Mom!" sahut Fayra.

With the conversation and agreement between them, Fayra decided to go home. Because it's almost night too.

Fayra glanced at the watch in her hand, the time already showing at 17:45 WIB.

"Well, it's time to go home! Well then, today is enough to get here" he said who immediately rushed out of his room.

...*****...

"Everything ...! Today, you can go home. Don't forget, tomorrow comes early. Because there's something I want to discuss with all of you tomorrow, yes!"

"Good, Mom!" say them all.

It's time for Fayra to wait for her invitation.

Fayra sat down near the bench in front of his office. Playing with the toys in his bag.

"Hahhh .. when will the president confiscate all my belongings? Hiks .. I really miss Ervin ...!!!" he said full of misses.

"Eh, wait a minute! But, why is Ervin not trying to meet me at all, anyway?! Don't-don't she already .. ah, no! No, maybe he could do that to me, right?!" his grunts with his obscure monologue.

Finally, someone picked him up.

When her net saw who had come to pick her up, Fayra clucked in shock instead of dumbass.

"Loh .. kok Mas, who picked me up?!"

"Udah, the hunt is in! Later, you can catch a cold if you continue there. Go, go!" take the handsome guy to Fayra.

Fayra got into the black car obediently.

...*****...

Arfan who also got an invitation immediately rushed to go to the employer's house. Before that, he said goodbye to his beloved sister. Nadhifa is also going to the hospital to see their mother's condition.

"Nad, Mas go first, yeah! Pray, Mom, yeah! So that, Mas can get comfort and security while working there later" said Arfan asked for prayers from his beloved sister.

"Yes, Mas. I will pray for you, really. Although I did not ask to be prayed. Then be careful, yes!"

"Yes, Sweetie! You too, yeah! Greetings to bue! Hopefully, soon to heal! Amen ...!"

"Yes, Mom! Later, Nad told bue." They hugged for a moment before leaving.

"Assynolt,"

"Goodoo, Mas!"

Then, Arfan immediately took himself and his bag went into the car that picked him up. He also waved his hand at his beloved brother when he was in the car.

...*****...

The Adiwangsa Maheswara family residence ...

Tonight, there will be many surprises that seem to be taking place soon at the luxurious residence of the Adiwangsa Maheswara family.

How not?!

There will be her beautiful daughter who has just arrived, plus there will be a personal bodyguard for Fayra. And there's still one more. That is, the only son of the Adiwangsa Maheswara family will also participate enliven the atmosphere later.

Adiwangsa sits in wait for Arfan's arrival, the princess's bodyguard. Sipping a warm drink made by the wife's hand.

"Well, this coffee tastes sweet just like you, baby!" tease Adiwangsa on the wife who blushed and blushed embarrassed because of it.

"Ah, this could be! Tumben, I came home early today. There's something important that makes you rush home, Mas?" ask Hazna in her gentle tone.

"No, nothing! Later, you'll know too, honey!" answer's flat.

The show started too!

A bell rang, and the maid opened the door. Adiwangsa thought he was the guest he had been waiting for. With a smile on his face. Adi immediately stood up and walked towards the footsteps of someone.

And how surprised he was, when what he saw was not in accordance with his estimates.

"Bec ... Savina?!" screams from the mouth of Adiwangsa.

"Vienna ...! You go home, baby!" welcome Hazna when she sees the princess standing before her.

"Assalamualaikum, Papa, Mama! Surprise ...!" he said salute.

"Waalaikumsalam, he Mama and Papa were very surprised. Why don't you go home and say something, huh?!"

"The name is also a surprise, Ma! Yeah, I'm not saying anything, are you?!"

"Have you eaten, honey?" ask Hazna again.

"Udah, really, Ma. I stopped by on the road to eat. Mama and Papa have dinner?" askalanya.

"Yet, said Papa, wait for someone. Don't you mean your Papa is you, huh?!"

"Where is possible, Ma. Here, surprise! So, how does anyone know that I'm going home. Oh, ja. Where's Raynar and my big brother, Ma?" tanyanya cuddly looking for the figure of his brother and sister.

"Oh, that. Yeah, had. If so, I'll take the suitcase to the room first. All for a bath, it's so hot and sticky, Ma."

"Yes, Honey! Your suitcase won't go with Woso sir, honey?"

"No, no, Ma! Let me just take it upstairs."

"Oh, yes, that's it."

"Pa, I'll go upstairs first, yeah!"

"Yes, have a good rest, baby!" said Adi while gently stroking the princess' back.

"So, who are you waiting for, Mas?!"

"Udah, you will know. Come on, sit down again!" take Adi to his wife.

Not to mention until their steps, there were more who rang the doorbell of their house.

"Well, maybe this is it!" guess Adiwangsa.

"It could be, it's Fayra, Mas! Let me open it, okay?"

"Yes, already. Go!"

"Eh, Mbok, let me just open it. Mbok, please prepare dinner, yes!"

"Okay, Madam!" then, the mbok returned to the kitchen.

Before entering, Arfan had seen a red luxury car parked in the yard of the house.

"Well, how do you like a stranger, same, car?! Was this not the girl's car that hit me back then?!" Arfan began to suspect this.

Hazna impatiently opened the doorknob of the house, when she had opened the wide door of her house. The figure of a handsome young man standing before him.

This time, Adiwangsa was right about her guess. Then he asked his wife.

"Who's coming, honey?" ask Adiwangsa.

"Assalamualaikum," said Arfan politely.

"Girlwindsalam! Come, in!" take Hazna friendly.

Arfan went in and followed the owner from behind.

"Please, sit!" welcome Adiwangsa to Arfan.

"Thank you, sir!" Arfan swept his eyes around the room.

"Masiah Allah ...! This house is so beautiful! The residents are also friendly. Hopefully, I can work well here! But why was I brought to his house? In fact, I applied for a job in his office." said Arfan monologue in his heart.

"So, this is the guest you've been waiting for so much that it makes you smile yourself, hum?" asked Hazna whispers to Adiwangsa.

"Shuuttt! Shut up! He is, indeed he is. Now, please prepare the grave for the night, yes!"

"Good, Mas!"

"Excuse me, I'll take a step back!" hazna said to her husband's special guest.

"Oh, yes. Please, Mom!" sahut Arfan's.

"Hows it? Have you heard what your job is here, hum?!"

"I'm very ready, sir! But I'm just confused, sir."

"Why?"

"I applied for a job in his office, Father. But, why was he brought to my father's house?"

"Okay, I'll explain everything now, yeah! So, your job is ... be my child's bodyguard!" answer Adiwangsa toilet and straightforward.

"Pe, bodyguard, sir?!" Arfan jumped in shock to hear Adiwangsa's words just now to him.

"Yes" he replied again.

"Do you mind?"

"Ti, not at all, sir!" arfan answered nervously.

For a long time, he had never been a bodyguard. As for what a bodyguard should do, he did not know.

"Ow ...! Shit, here! I can't e. .. So, bodyguard?! Oh, Gusti ...! Another try, this?!" arfan in his heart.

And, the bell rings again. This time, the door was opened by the mbok.

"Non, Fayra! Come on, come on, Non!"

"Awhile, Mbok. Here, someone still wants to go in again" refused Fayra.

"Who else, Non?!"

"Well, here's the guy!"

"Well, Den Raynar! In and out, Den, Non!" the housekeeper exclaimed with excitement.

"Thank you, Mbok!" raynar.

They also entered the house.

...*****...

"Assalamualaikum, Pa!" say hello to the two brothers together.

"Waalaikumsalam," Adiwangsa and Arfan answered simultaneously.

When Arfan looked towards the source of the greeting voice. How shocked Fayra was. The girl almost cried out hysterically. If only he didn't remember this at his house. Of course, he will scream loudly.

Different from Arfan. He could not recognize Fayra. The girl closed her eyes when they first met. And in addition to the sunlight that dazzles the eyes of Arfan. So, he could only remember the sound and the red car plate that Fayra was using.

"He again?!" the screams don't make Fayra's voice.

"Eh, why are you two going home together?"

"Why again? That's because Papa confiscated my car. So I waited for an invitation. Uh, ... No one even came to pick me up!" mooed Fayra with her jutek face.

The girl hurriedly went to her room. Raynar and Arfan are good listeners.

"Sorry, Fay! Papa forgot, earlier." said Adi casually. He doesn't remember to pick up Fayra. He even remembers picking up Arfan.

"He's why, Pa? Did Papa confiscate all his stuff, huh?" asked Raynar curiously.

"Easy! This is all for the good of him as well" Adiwangsa replied to her son.

"Then let's have dinner now!" take Adiwangsa to everything.

"Yes, Pa." replied Raynar.

"Come, Arfan! Come have dinner with us. I've asked my wife to prepare dinner tonight. Come on!" take it to Arfan.

"Yes, thank you, sir!"

Arfan followed them.

Now, everyone has gathered except Fayra and Savina. They seem reluctant to go down. It seemed, Savina was exhausted while Fayra.

"I'll get the girls in this house, yeah, Mom! So they can come to dinner with us."

"No need! Savina said she was late. And again ... he must also be tired," said Adiwangsa with his leisure.

"Well, Savina's home, Pa, Ma?!"

"Yes, just now!" answer Hazna.

Meanwhile, Arfan only speaks a thousand languages.

"Then I'll just call Fayra."

"No, crap! He must still be angry! Because, I forgot to pick him up." replied Adiwangsa again with the same facial expression.

"Oh, you sit down! Come eat with us" said Adiwangsa, who Hazna could not refuse.

The dinner was over solemnly.

...*****...

Again Adiwangsa gives an explanation of Arfan's duties towards the princess. But, this time they discussed it in the Adiwangsa workspace.

So they can talk more freely about it. Because, this business is a state secret that should not be known by many people.

...*****...

"Ma, what's papa talking about, the hell with that guy?" asked Raynar who is now accompanying his mother watching television.

"Mama doesn't know either, son! If you want to know, ask your dad directly!" tell Hazna without burden.

"Mama didn't know papa, did she! If you're in the workspace, it means their business is very important, Ma! How dare I play in and out of there!" it was Raynar who understood the habits of his father.

"Well, that's you know!" answer Hazna lightly.

"Hahhhh .. Papa is always full of mystery!" raynar complained.

While the mother just smiled to see the look on the face of the child who began to fall down.

...*****...