CEO of Maksa Marah

Chapter 20 Panic

The car had just entered the courtyard of the house, Ervan got off after driving alone,

without Tirta who is always with him. Before deciding to return home, he had a long argument with the secretary who began to rebel according to him. This and that reason, and at length, which is finally where it is now.

Put your feet up to enter the house. From the porch of the house, there was the laughter of his father and mother, who were chatting with no one.

“What is this? They still invite Clarissa?” muttered to himself, with a reluctant step in.

“Good afternoon, Pa, Ma.” Ervan walked directly, saying hello without turning his head to not pay attention to the whereabouts of Sarah there.

“Van. Don't you want to say hello to your son?”

“Putra?” Still not looking. “I want to rest first.” Step back.

“Pa..pa..pa..pa.” A familiar-sounding voice, stopped his steps. Looking up, seeing Ersan in his father's lap. And beside the father, a woman sat down with her face down.  Ervan's heart seemed to stop beating for a while, due to her shock.

DEG, UH,

Tamaras!

“Why are you here?” Questions directed to the woman beside her father.

“Papa who brought them here, want to until when you hide them.”

Ervan looked around, confused to answer, all too sudden and unexpected.

“I ... it ...”

“Sit down and tell me, what happened? Why are you hiding them?”

Ervan glanced at Sarah, I don't know what the woman had told her parents.

“I'm still waiting for the right time, anyway Tama .., I mean Sarah still not

forgiving me.” Back to glancing at Sarah who was just silent.

“Just what, he hates you. After, what you did to her, you instead

throw a check and fire him.” This time, Mama represented her daughter-in-law.

Ervan lowered her head and guessed in her mind.

“You can take a rest, tonight we will talk about your marriage.”

Ervan walked away, still glancing at Sarah there. But, which glimpsed did not reply, busy serving the mother who still invited him to tell a story.

In the room, Ervan grabs her cell phone calling a love specialist.

“Alan, he's here. I have to how?” the panic.

“Who? Speak more clearly. Why are you so panicked? Did the president visit your house?”

“The woman is here! Why do you keep joking?” Shouting with directing

cell phone on his lips.

“Women? You mean Tamara? Why is he in your house? He immediately played his role without being present

director?”

“My father took her. He may have been following me all along, but there was something strange.”

“What is it?”

“He told my parents that I had already thrown a check and fired him that time. I never told her that at all, even in your script it wasn't written like that. Did you tell him secretly?”

“Why are you always suspicious of me? I didn't say anything to him at all. I just asked her to learn Sarah.”'s identity

“Then where did he know that?”

“You asked me? I asked who? Never mind, I'll call Tirta. You play your best as you can in the script. Don't disappoint a writer like me, with your acting stiff like a newcomer.”

TUT, Connection disconnected.

Ervan clucked, put her phone on the bed, then walked inside the bathroom.

In the next room, Sarah had just cleaned herself up, using a towel wrapped around her body. Sitting in front of the mirror, staring at the reflection of his face. Grabbing a hairdryer, drying her hair.

CZECH, the door is open

Sarah turned her head, looked at the man who was sculpting and then closed the door again loudly.

“Ah, shit,” umpatnya heard by Sarah.

Sarah turned back to the mirror looking at her body that only used a towel, then again screeched with her mouth closed. He locked the door and grabbed his clothes on the bed.

While Ervan, busy wara-wiri in the room. Touching his lips, continuing

pacing. Since the woman's arrival, her heart was like it was about to jump out. He grabbed his phone, complained. But, put it back.

“No, he will definitely laugh at me.”

“Van, now Papa and Mama will not talk about your past. Currently the

most importantly, you should get married soon. Moreover, your child is already 10 months old.”

Both nod.

“Sarah.” Papa stares. ”Do you still hate Papa's son?”

Sarah shook.

“Then, anything you want?” Papa asked back.

With doubt, sarah answered

“I just want our wedding simple.”

“Alright, if that's what you want. Two weeks, you're married. Papa will take care

everything.” Papa asked back. “Do you have a family who will be your guardian?”

Sarah just bowed, then shook her head.

Mama hugged her daughter. “Now, we are your parents. You are my daughter.”

Please don't be too kind to me, I haven't forgiven your son at all.

***

Sarah sat on the bed, beside her Ersan had fallen asleep

soundingly.

CEKLEK, the door is open.

Ervan walked over, sitting in front of Sarah.

“I remind. Don't get too close to my parents, we're married just a contract. Don't let my mother's feelings be tied to you.”

“Then, how should I? Talk rude to him, or surly?”

“Are you still mad at me? Why is your tone still vengeful to me? First time, we met, your attitude is not like this.”

“Because you changed how I should behave. I was thinking, you're just a cold guy and don't care. But, you are very rude.”

Ervan got up upset, he always lost when fighting with this woman.

Instead of stepping out of the room, Ervan went around the side of the bed, lying next to her son.

“What do you do?”

Sarah stared in wonder with a surmised mind.

“Sleep.”

“Ti ... sleep? Inhere? With us?” A row of questions came out of Sarah's mouth that sounded shocked and unacceptable.

“Hey, I just slept, didn't mean anything, as in your mind. Anyway, I

not interested in your body.”

Not interested? But, you produced a child with me.

“Why don't you sleep in your room? Why should it be here?” Sarah is still protesting.

“This is my home, I can sleep anywhere.”

Ervan hugged the bolster by holding her son's fingers. No matter, the woman

in front of him protested with a sour face.

“Please go, otherwise I will be looking for another room?”

“You can't sleep, it's late. What if I were together

y'all? I won't hug you, our son will also be a barrier.”

“Not that I mean?” Sarah grunted in annoyance. “I always give him ASI, if he

waking up at night.”

“Ap ... what? You mean that one?” Ervan's cerebellum is spinning, ASI said as ever

it sounded in his ears. “Ehem, if it is, I will turn back and close my eyes.”

Sarah just gaped, this guy is so stubborn. Why is it so hard to throw him out

get out of the room, let alone the reason just to sleep with them.