CEO of Maksa Marah

Chapter 47. The storm has not passed

The tense situation was already sidetracked, after Clarissa's family left. Tirta had dispersed his men, while two witnesses had been driven home, after being battered.

Come to think of it, the problem is over. But, for some reason the face pouted, mama and Sarah were still pictured. Mama pursed her lips, insinuating her husband's mistress, who was confused by the location of her mistake.

"If papa were in Ervan's position, the women would have run out." Mama threw away her face.

"What the hell, Ma. How come, get papa?"

"Don't pretend, it must be. Must be fucking playing!"

Papa was confused, his wife was talking about what. He glanced at his son, who only shrugged his shoulders unconcernedly.

Mama just saw a video of her son, about what happened that night. He insisted on seeing it for himself. When she finished, she looked at her husband.

"Mama, why the hell? Indeed, Papa is wrong what?"

"Pa, if there are women nari-nari in front of papa, definitely not nolak, right? Must've been brushed out, right?"

Izzam was shaking his head, his wife was looking for trouble. He chose to rise, to leave.

"Father, don't answer, because it must be like that!" Mama glanced at Ervan and Sarah.

"Ma, yes. Papa wants to get back to work. Ervan, come on, get up!"

"Papa must not go, before answering." Sandra got up, stuck out. "Really, right?"

"No, right, Ma. Papa's love and love, same mom."

"lik! Mama, don't believe it. Surely papa, can't refuse, can't you!"

"Actually, it's possible. Moreover, if you are angry it is not clear."

Bugh, bugh.

"Excess!!"

Mama ran towards the room, with teary eyes.

"Papa, what kind of husband is that?"

"Silence, this is all because of you. Why the hell, show that video to mama?"

"The mama maksa. What's the connection?"

"Mom again for attention."

Izzam went after his wife. Put the bag and suit back on the chair.

"Dear."

Blank.

Ervan doesn't realize Sarah's not in her place. Perhaps, the wife headed to the room, looking at their child.

On the edge of the bed, Sarah sat with her face still pouting. He was alone, because the little one had been taken by the nanny, in the playroom.

"You why? I've proven everything, but why does it seem, you're happy."

"What are your feelings?" Sarah stared intently, looking for lies from the eyes of the husband.

"Huh!!"

"The feeling when he's like that in front of you. The feeling when you touch and undress."

"none. I'm not interested, I swear." He lifted two fingers.

"liks. You think, I believe. You're a normal guy, impossible not to be tempted." Sarah's voice is high.

"Hey, I'm telling you the truth. His balloon is big and round, of yours. Keep on, make curious. But, I have no lust and no interest."

Plaque, plaque.

"OUT!!"

"Sarah, Sarah." Ervan tried to hold on, as her body was pushed towards the door. "I've been honest, why are you still angry?"

"Round and great, of mine." Sarah pointed at his chest. "Well, you're so outrageous. I came to think, you definitely can't bear to squeeze it like grated coconut."

"That's reality. Why are you angry? You should be proud to have a husband who can resist all temptations."

"YOUTDOAAARRR!!!"

Brakes.

Ervan stroked the chest, as the door slammed violently. He was confused, with his mistake which was located where.

In the middle room, the same fate experienced by the father. The middle-aged man, sat up with his head propped up.

"Papa, why?"

Izzam only let out a long sigh, lazy to answer.

"You yourself, why? Papa listen, Sarah kicked you out."

Ervan also sighed, then sat down next to the father.

"I'm confused. My fault, what? Honestly wrong lies wrong. What the hell do you want?"

"Papa too, that is. Back then, when papa was dating my mom. Papa, never right. Wrong only. Now, it's like my mom's back."

"So, how do you solve it?"

"Easy. Just apologize, woo here and there and do not forget to give compliments on the settings "

"What's straight?"

"No. They'll answer, lie, you lie."

"Then?"

"Well, just stay away."

"Past, mama sorry papa how long, for a case like this?"

"Not long, just three days."

"Three days!" ervan Protest. "It's been a long time, Pa. Trus, Papa did it, for three days."

"Yes, that's, sorry, trus seduce. Anyway, just do everything. The important thing is, get it sorted out, rather than get kicked out of the room."

"It's weird too, yeah, women!"

"so. People say, she's never wrong."

The confiding session ended, the two chose to return to the company rather than stay at home but were dicuekki.

Dad and Ervan, the car, with Daniel driving. The two continued their confiding sessions in the car, while looking for solutions to deal with their wives after work.

"Is there anything I should do?" ervan asked, while walking in the elevator with Tirta.

"Nothing, all the work has been taken by the president's secretary."

"Then help me find a solution."

Elevator door opens. Ervan walked first, Tirta following behind him.

"What solution?" tirta asked, as they sat on the sofa.

"Sarah was angry, because of the video."

"Why angry? You, you didn't do anything."

"That's it, the problem is. He asked me how I felt at the time. I said honestly, he's angry."

"What did you say?"

"Well, I'm not interested, even if the balloons are big and round."

"Balloons??"

Ervan forgot, if his secretary was so innocent. Don't understand, the term contemporary.

"That." Ervan lowered his head, his eyes pointing at his suit pocket.

Tirta. Saw suits. Not understanding, looking back at Ervan with a confused face.

"Ah, already. You make me tired, by your nature. You better find a boyfriend and get married."

"Can't you tell me directly?"

"No, it's too sensitive."

***

At Sarah's and Mom's house, sitting in the back yard. Enjoy a cup of tea and a snack on the table. In front of them, the little one played with a ball accompanied by his nanny.

"Mommy listen, you're yelling at Ervan's exorcism."

"Sorry, Ma. Sarah's just an emotion."

"It's okay, honey. Those two men, must be taught a lesson." Sip the tea slowly.

"Ma, Sarah's sorry. Sarah had spoken harshly to Mama at the time."

"Mama's sorry too, slapped you. Now, we forget everything and start a new life."

"Yes, Ma. Thank ye. Sarah, will try our best for our family."

"You don't have to do anything. What if you add a granddaughter? It would be very crowded, if they were running around the house."

My mother smiled with her imagination.

"I .. that,"

"Don't be afraid, Mama's gonna hire a nanny a lot, for you. Ah, yes!"

Mama woke up suddenly, a brilliant idea just flashed. "Wait, here!"

Mom got up, called the butler, instructed this and that, which Sarah did not hear. When he finished, he sat back down.

"Ntar, the night's night's night's night in night clothes, which my mother prepared."

"Yes, Ma."

Sarah accepted without asking further,