CEO Replacement

Stop off

Bian motorbike arrived first on the tail of Bima's car which also just returned from the office. Bima's face wry and shriveled when she saw Emi coming down from the motorbike and walking into the house.

Being friendly to the owner of the house, Bian honked his motor horn while smiling down at Bima as he left. Bima's long steps chased after Emi who had entered her room.

Without knocking first, Bima opened the door of Emi's unlocked room.

Spontaneous Emi was shocked when she saw Bima standing in front of her bedroom door. Fortunately, Emi has not taken off her uniform.

Netra Bima was immediately fixed on the skirt that Emi was wearing. Although not attentive, Bima can also see there is something different with Emi.

"Are you going to school to sell thighs?"

Emi was about to answer but she was sure that whatever she said would not be trusted by Bima. Emi prefers to be quiet and hasten to the bathroom.

"Emi's? Let's answer! Did you rebel over last night by dressing like this? Do you want to go to school or do you want to do anything out there?"

Emi who had entered the bathroom was forcefully pulled by Bima.

"You came home at eight o'clock tonight, today you came home with a skirt showing your thighs. What else tomorrow, huh? What else, let's answer!" hardik Bima's.

"What does Bima care? I am not who Bima is and we are connected just because of mother. Whatever I say will make no difference. Bima can only be angry. Better om Bima as before, cuek and fools alike me. I-"

Bima raised her index finger so that Emi stopped talking. For a moment Bima closed her eyes, thinking what she should say.

"Now look at the skirt you're wearing," pointed Bima at Emi's skirt. "That's not a schoolgirl skirt even though there are also those who wear it. Dress like a schoolgirl and don't be weird."

"It is precisely the strange thing about Bima. Now he likes to get angry. If it wasn't for my skirt being ripped, I wouldn't be wearing this one either. Still grateful there was Bian who boughtin earlier, if there is no Bian certainly I wear a torn skirt until now."

"Dian?" bima's eyebrows shot up as she confirmed it to Emi.

"Yes. Bian who buyin, unfortunately only the rest are this size."

"Whatever it must have had something to do with Bian. Everything Bian. Home the same night Bian, bought the same skirt Bian, in the same jail Bian, delivered the same school pick up Bian. One more thing, study with Bian. How do I know if you are learning for real or not? No one knows. If you don't go and stay at Bian's house."

"Why was Bian brought along? So do Bima ngusir me? Tomorrow I go and don't come back here again. Tomorrow, not now because it's late."

Tup!

Room door slammed Emi. He immediately turned on the shower and flushed his body which was still wearing a school uniform.

"Emi, like you are crazy, can like the same Bima double personality. Ih... Do you think I'm scared?" Emi pointed herself at the mirror reflection in the bathroom.

"About handsome, fragrant and cool. Huh... Awake Emi... Conscious! You're not her level and she's poison to you, Emi!" smack his forehead slowly.

Only Sri's mother has been a living witness to Bima and Emi's quarrel again today. Sri's mother just stroked her chest, she didn't know what to do.

I think this house is 180 degrees different after Emi came. Hot cold but exciting, suana so rame not like a grave like before.

....

Emi was determined, she was not a child who could be scolded by Bima. After the shower, he packed all his belongings back into the suitcase with nothing left. Two suitcases filled with all his belongings were already behind the door.

No dinner, Emi's not tasteful. He chose to play his phone. Before forgetting, he called Mr. Eko.

"Hello sir Eko?"

"Yes, what's going on Emi?"

"Tomorrow to take Emi to school, sir?"

"Oh, ready! Back home?"

"Yes, sir. Don't forget."

Emi had already thought about it, she would go to school as usual and pick up her belongings after school and return to her mother house.

In his room, Bima was receiving a phone call from Mr. Eko. Bima smiled hearing if Emi told Pak Eko to pick her up tomorrow when she came home from school.

That is what is in the mind of Bima when he heard the words of Mr. Eko. Bima thought Emi changed her mind and obeyed her rules without thinking of any other possibility.

....

Mr. Eko is on standby waiting for Emi outside the school gate. At ten, Bima contacted him to remind him not to forget to pick Emi up to school.

This morning as usual Emi was still picked up by Bian and did not meet Bima at all. Their last meeting was when Emi slammed the bathroom door last night.

"Sir Eko?" emi shouted waving her hands.

Mr. Eko immediately started his car engine and left the school area after Emi sat next to him.

"Tumben, where's Bian going?"

"There, but again miss the same Mr. Eko."

"Can I, Emi. Is the bian coming home?"

"Not yet, still in school. Playing futsal with his friends."

"Oh... Not because of the same marahan Bian, so ask Mr Eko to pick up today?"

"Yes no. Bian was a good person and could not be angry with Emi. Bian is the best anyway, sir."

"What about Bima? Is there progress?"

"Close the door! Don't talk anymore."

"Wooh! Okay, let's." Okay."

Arriving in the courtyard of Bima's house, Emi tells her to wait and leaves her school backpack on her seat.

Mr. Eko according to him, thinking if Emi still wants to be escorted to a place or want to give Mr. Eko something.

Soon Emi came out of the house, dragging two suitcases in her hands. Mr. Eko patted his eel, he understood what was going on even though Emi had not told him.

"Help Mr. Eko, heavy."

Sri's mother ran from inside the house when she heard Emi's voice calling Mr. Eko. Emi found it difficult to pull two suitcases.

"Ma-where are you? Where'd Emi go with the suitcase?" panic Sri's mother.

"Stop, Mom. Thanks for being nice and helping me. If something goes wrong, I'm sorry, Mom?" said Emi while handing one of her suitcases to Mr. Eko. "Oh yes, the room has been cleaned. Yeah, I'm coming home, Mom."

"Wait a minute, if Bima sir what will you say?"

"Well... Don't panic or get dizzy, ma'am."

With a relaxed Emi turned her body back to approach Sri's mother.

"Om Bima won't ask me or find me, so you don't have to be afraid. If he is angry report to the police or ngundurin themselves and work at the house of Emi mother, let there be friends of Nani's mother there, wife of Mr. Eko."

Emi leaves Sri's mother and helps Eko put her suitcase in the trunk of the car. Mr. Eko looked at Emi wanting to say something but already on the sidelines Emi.

"We go home to Mr. Eko's mother's house. Don't ask Emi why, okay? One more thing, Mr. Eko do not be afraid because Mr. Eko is working for the mother not for Bima. Come on, sir."

Mr. Eko can only follow Emi's request. He was sure that sooner or later his phone would ring to ask about Emi.

Emi looked at the building of Bima's house and made a hand gesture like she was cocking a weapon.

"Fiiuhh.... Dor!" shooting house Bima.

"Street, sir."