CEO Jutek That's My Husband

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Arsen is driving his sports car speeding while constantly fussing over the words of his best friend Gerald, about him who has fallen in love with his enemy and stepbrother.

“It may not be love! I might not fall in love with that stepdaughter.” Arsen continued to accelerate to increase speed as if he did not care about his life anymore. It's better to die than to feel love for Sarah.

“Basic Gerald shit, all his talk is just nonsense. He could have said it was love ... This isn't love. It's just a feeling .... “ Arsen hung his speech thinking for a moment, he was also confused to say about what he felt long he thought until finally he could only scream. “Ahhhhgg ! Shit,” umpat Arsen hit the car driver hard. This young man is very frustrated.

“I hate him, he's my enemy. He and his mother were the ones who had made my family fall apart, remember Arsen he's your enemy, you can't fall in love with him.”

Arsen continued to fuss until a while he had reached the residence of Hutama. A house that will be occupied for a week. The vehicle began to enter the courtyard of the house until the car stopped his mind was still floating.

Arsen got off his luxury vehicle. He breathed heavily when he was at the door. His footsteps felt heavy for a week he would stay one roof with the girl who had made his heart raging. At this time he did not want to meet his half-brother, for some reason it felt unable to stand in front of Sarah.

“This is not love, this is hate, this is hate, this is hate.” Arsen reassured his heart before stepping in.

Arsen walked into the luxurious and magnificent mansion, his face turning cold as both beads of his eyes were fixed on the woman standing over.

“Ar, have you arrived?” welcome Erina to be nice to her stepdaughter, after the boutiques fight with Sarah yesterday. He again wanted to get Arsen's attention.

Arsen just passed by putting on a careless face to see his stepmother behaving as if she had forgotten about yesterday's incident.

“Ar sorry mommy ya! I can't help myself if you're dealing with your mom,” said Erina with regret did not care about anything if it had met her eternal rivals and Arsen also knew it correctly.

“Ar sorry Sarah yes! He has hurt you! What are you doing?” erina asked, her voice looking anxious, making Arsen, who was walking in front of Erina, turn his eyes around with the pretense of his stepmother. This young man continued to step up not paying any attention to Erina who was following him apologizing. He does not want to serve his stepmother.

Arsen continued to pass without touching a single one, Erina said. He just keeps thinking about his feelings for Sarah.” This is not love.” Only that which kept muttering in his heart steadied the feeling if this was not love.

“Ar please, or you want mom to call Sarah to apologize directly to you ... “ Erina give advice.

“Do not!” sambar Arsen cried out in panic, hearing his stepmother's words. Instantly he stopped his footsteps turning around, revealing a look of a face that turned anxious.

Erina flinched hearing Arsen's rising voice. Noticing the instantaneous force turned into a misbehavior.

Arsen gulped his saliva with difficulty imagining he was going to confront Sarah. “Jan ... don't bring him to me.” Arsenic Voice.

“I have forgotten the incident, now I want to go to the room,” firmly Arsen hastened his steps towards the room avoiding his stepmother. Erina stared in surprise at Asren who was like running in fear after hearing Sarah's name.

*****

Arsen breathed a sigh of relief after successfully entering and closing the door of his room. That means avoiding meeting Sarah. The young man then walked away, violently releasing his backpack onto the floor, then throwing his body into his king-size bed. This young man was lying on his back staring at the ceiling of the room pensively.

“It's not true why I'm afraid to meet him. What is it?”

Arsen kept wondering in his heart, then remembered something. This handsome young man reached into the pocket of his pants and looked for information that Gerald meant to ascertain his heart.

After a while, check the phone screen. Arsen squeezed the square-shaped object as if he did not receive the information he got. This young man threw his phone roughly on the bed then closed his eyes while pulling his hair with one hand feeling extremely frustrated.

“Despite only being the last girl on this earth, I won't fall in love with her!” Arsen was reminded of the oath he had sworn. How he is not almost crazy made by his feelings, if indeed it is love. The arrogant attitude that he used to show Sarah and always insulted, as if backfiring and karma for her because she often toyed with this girl.

“No Arsen, It hates, it's your enemy. That information must be bullshit.” Arsen opened his eyes trying to get excited again. “I have to increase my hate. I should insult him even more, quarrel and prank him.” Arsen got up from his lie down. A sneaky grin and look adorned his handsome face as he had found a way to resolve his feelings.

Arsen then got up to meet with Sarah to carry out his mission, he had planned to prank the girl so as not to interfere with his thoughts. As well as convincing himself that he never liked Sarah. He will attack his enemy. Now he raised the war flag to Sarah.

*****

The big day celebrating the age of Arsen will be on the title in a few days, all residents of Hutama house began to prepare, including Sarah and Odah's mother who also prepared the event. The two women were in the kitchen busy clutched while talking to prepare a list of dishes that will be served at a major event later.

Sarah sat next to Odah's mother. This beautiful girl holds a fountain pen and a small book, taking note of all the menus spoken by the reliable cook in this house.

"Read more Ra. Tomyam, black pepper cow, sweet sour shrimp." Odah's mother mentioned the menu that will be prepared later. While thinking this woman's gaze was fixed on one thing.

“ibu after sweet sour shrimp what more food?” sarah asked her body bent down to write down everything Odah's mother said.

Hearing the question not in the idah Sarah also looked up to see what made the attention of mother odah distracted. Sarah scrunched her forehead staring at the woman beside her, silent focus staring at the square box hanging on the wall. A tv that is in the kitchen is special to be a hybrid waiter at the house Hutama.

Sarah sighed shaking her head slowly seeing Odah's mother watching with tears dripping down her cheeks.

“Mother ... I cry huh?” asked Sarah smiled faintly at the behavior of Odah's mother who was very fond of her favorite soap opera.

“Ia. Ra, finally he got a loan from loan sharks, for treatment of his mother who is seriously ill in the hospital,” said Odah's mother sobbed to wipe her tears.

“Bu .. already. Don't cry,” Sarah holds a calming hand, a mother who is very fond of watching tv it. But the woman was still focused on staring at the tv in front of her.

“Yes pardon .. the money goes in the bag or in the pouch do not count in the middle of the road ntar certainly in the palak thugs deh, deh,” shouted mother at the square object as if the scene was in front of her.

“Kesel mother Ra, just got a hard-earned loan already wanted him to take again. Surely later the thugs come, continue to take the money by force, lost again is the money! Add problems only. He also did not count money on the streets,” oceh Odah's mother guessed the storyline of the soap opera he watched.

“Mom ever watch this? Kok in fact, on watch again ma'am, if you already know the story,” said Sarah stared strangely at the soap opera enthusiast mother.

“Not Ra, but all soap opera stories like that, see the plums already come," said Ibu Odah said proudly when the screen on tv displays the scene in accordance with his guess.

“If you know why crying bu?”

“Sad Ra, he has to pay the debt, the same interest even though he did not use the money.” Odah's mother rubbed her wet cheeks again because tears made Sarah just a funny smile.

“Mom don't watch anymore. Moreover, need Ara record the food menu for Arsen's birthday?” ask Sarah.

Odah's mother stopped staring at the tv, turning her attention to Sarah again discussing.

“Dining for dessert, what is good Ra?” ask this woman to think.

Sarah sniffed her shoulders unwilling to come to think, in preparation for the special event of the infuriating young man. He sat down with Odah's mother just to help him write the food menu, not to get dizzy thinking about the annoying young man's show.

“Kok asked Ara bu,” protest Sarah put on a face not excited. ”if Ara is real make cendol aja bu,” said Sarah casually and then grinned.

“husst .. cendol time anyway Ra dessert. This is the event of the rich dear, son of the sultan,” protest mother Odah.

Sarah and Odah's mother looked at each other and laughed loudly. Arsen who had been in the kitchen and wanted to meet sarah to carry out her mission to prank the girl. Instantly standing still looking at Sarah's laughter, he unconsciously also pulled the corner of his lips stunned, for both of you again see Sarah's face laughing loosely, Sarah's face, it was so beautiful that her heart was racing again and her breathing felt tight.

Arsen continued to be silent on the spot enjoying Sarah's face suddenly the attention of Odah's mother who was still joking with Sarah fixed on Arsen quickly this woman stopped laughing then stood up saluting Arsen.

“Mr Arsen. What are you here for?” this woman saw her master from a distance.

Sarah snorted turning lazy eyeballs looking at this annoying young man in the kitchen. Odah's mother then approached her master's son.

“Ti ... dak nothing.” Arsen turned his body when he met Sarah his guts to prank his enemy instantly disappeared. It feels awkward to meet Sarah again he feels. He was about to leave that place.

“Wait Mister! Do you need anything?” Call Odah's mother when you see Arsen away. He never saw his master set foot in the kitchen. That's why this woman feels that there is something important that this young man will do.

Arsen's steps came to a halt as he felt Odah's mother following him. He could not avoid this situation and face it.

What you're doing Arsen you can't run, you have to face your enemies. Remember you you have to fight with him, make him upset and you hate each other this feeling of just hate. Arsenic Mummings.

Arsen turned to walk to the dining table where Sarah was sitting to launch his action to make his enemy upset about him and they fought as usual.

“Mother Odah I want to eat,” said Arsen looking at Sarah sharply as well as Saran staring at this young man, as if he would attack him again, but he still thinks clearly this is Hutama's house, Hutama, his mother will definitely return to defend Arsen.

“Alright my master will prepare food for mr.”

“No mother Odah, I want this stepson who will cook for me,” said Arsen with emphasis and a malicious grin on his face. Started his attack on the enemy.

Sarah and Odah's mother rounded her eyes in disbelief at Arsen's words. Sarah's emotions rose. “You want me to strangle again, tell me to cook for you, indeed I am your servant,” snapped Sarah he knew this young man would definitely take revenge with what he had done yesterday.

“If you don't want to, I'll report you to my stepmother!” As usual Arsen will use the fake attention of his stepmother to suppress Sarah.

“I don't want to,” reject Sarah by tightly turning her face away.

“I wait in my room in thirty minutes you will deliver the food to my room I will report you to my stepmother.” Arsen left the place A triumphant smile was imprinted on his face after seeing the dead red face of his enemy.

“Hey, I don't want to do that, I'll put poison in your meal.” Sarah stood screaming in disbelief at Arsen's orders.

Arsen continued walking away from Sarah without caring about this girl.

Let's just see stepson I'll keep working on you all out I'll prove if this isn't love but hate. Excited also if I make my servant in this house. Inner Arsen continued to smile full of memories. Inner Arsenic.

The war between Sarah and Arsen is about to begin. Will Arsen realize his feelings for Sarah.

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