CEO Replacement

The Sons of Soleh

If only Emi had the money she would not wait for Bima to take her to school. The money claimed Emi only two thousand rupiah left. If you ride a public vehicle, the money will be less for the cost. Want to contact Mr. Eko, the pulse on his phone is only ten rupiah more.

The only person Emi expected was Bian. Emi hopes Bian contacts her before Bima gets out of the house to drive her to school.

Honey, what Emi expected didn't happen. Bima came out dressed as a well-groomed CEO of a man she often sees in Korean dramas.

Apaan, free has a handsome face and a good body shape if the drinker and smoker.

Emi flicked her lips following Bima from behind towards the car.

"Wear seat-belt."

Emi did not heed Bima's words by closing her eyes after sitting in the car seat. Sensing the car was already running, Emi faced the window next to her.

"In front there is a police raid, let's quickly use the seat-belt."

Stupid terribly!

Emi pulled out the original seat-belt and wore it without hooking it. It was one of the proofs of the rebellion by Emi because it was not allowed to participate in tourist work activities.

"Wear it properly" remind Bima and reduce the speed of the car.

Before the intersection of the road where there was a raid made Bima pull over his car. He did not want to because the bicycle thing had to deal with the police, it would be a waste of time especially in the morning.

Bima leaned her body towards the left, pulled the seat-belt and attached it to Emi. It made Emi shocked, especially when she saw the position of Bima who slightly lowered her head.

The aroma of shampoo in Bima's hair was very fragrant, let alone the scent of perfume emanating from the man's neck and neck. But all that is useless for Emi when remembering what Bima did behind the house last night.

Bima raised her head and stopped right in front of Emi's face. Bima sighed and did it again.

"I'll throw it away while still wearing it to school" Bima removed the lip gloss on Emi's lips for the third time.

Emi's nose sniffed as Bima spoke. The smell of drinks and cigarette smoke is not at all smelled from Bima. Usually a smoker despite having a shower and toothbrush there will certainly be traces of the smell left behind although little but not with Bima.

Without Emi realizing Bima pulled the corner of her lips, concluding a smile even if only a glance as Emi sniffed.

Bima took a wet tissue so that Emi's lips were clean of the sticky liquid.

"It's not necessary at school" said Bima pulled his hand from Emi's lips. "All you need is this" continued Bima sticking her index finger on Emi's forehead.

Emi's flashing eyes lifted her head until her gaze with Bima met. Bima's soft tone made Emi dare to say something.

"What kind of travel work?" ask Emi expectantly.

Bima's face immediately turned sour, he returned to his sitting position and drove forward the car. Emi thinks Bima is in good fashion but the same as usual.

..........

Arriving in the classroom, Emi was greeted by students' talks about tourist work activities that of course have been eagerly awaited since sitting in the first class.

If Emi was enthusiastic last night then today she was so lazy to hear her classmates talk.

"Emi, when the work of the tour later we one tent huh? Don't forget to bring a blanket, he said the place was pretty cold."

It was like Emi was screaming at Febi's words, shouting if she didn't come because she wasn't given permission.

Until the lesson is over and the time to go home, Emi says nothing. When Bian or Febi discussed about the work of tourism, Emi only said enough. Emi hasn't told me if she's not coming.

"Are you all right, mi?" tanya Bian sensed that Emi was not as excited as usual.

"For PMS, so don't get close. Do you know what PMS girls are?"

"Scarying," said Bian with a terrified expression.

"That's why I have to go home so there's no casualties."

"Yes, mi. Go home straight away, rest at home and don't go out. It's too bad that someone has to be angry with you."

Bian pulled out his hand that was embracing Emi's shoulder as he left the classroom. Without even looking back, Emi continued walking while Bian headed to the parking lot to pick up his motorcycle.

..........

"No reason, Mr. Eko."

"Relatedly? If you want a story, Mr. Eko is ready to be a good listener and guaranteed not a bucket of course."

Emi shook her head weakly, she couldn't possibly tell Mr. Eko. The problem of permission for tourist works, ATMs seized by Bima, pocket money rationed and today can not be either because Bima forgot or did not intentionally give Emi no care. All that is impossible Emi told, he was afraid Mr. Eko complained when his mother called.

"Emi's hungry, right? It seemed that from his face he wanted to eat people. Haha..."

Mr. Eko laughed to joke and it managed to make Emi chuckle.

Emi couldn't help but laugh every time Mr. Eko joked to her.

"But by the way Bima sir how? Any progress?"

Emi put her lips together to answer Mr. Eko's question.

"It turns out there is progress, yes there is," Mr. Eko monologue. "Emi's lips are moving forward. Haha..."

Again Emi laughs at the words of Mr. Eko. Emi's dark mood was slightly enlightened by Mr. Eko's joke.

"Sir Eko is funny, if Pak Eko lives in the place of Bima certainly Emi is not lonely. There's Sri's mother but it's not as funny as Mr. Eko."

"Wow, pity father dong's wife lives alone in your mother's house. Ms. Nani can't live without Mr. Eko, so I'm sorry?"

"Yes, Emi knows. If only Bima were like Mr. Eko, I would love to live there."

Mr. Eko took his phone out of his shirt pocket and saw a call from Bima. An idea came to mind Mr. Eko, he answered a phone call from Bima and let it go.

"Patience, Mr. Bima is a good man."

"What's good, Emi can't go anywhere now. Go to school delivered by Bima, return to be picked up by Eko sir and can not go anywhere. Can't play with Bian, to the mother's house must also be permission first," said Emi.

"Oh yeah? If it's good dong, it's a sign Bima sir keep Emi let's not do anything."

"What's good, use lip gloss to school just not allowed," muttered Emi.

"Otherwise?" ask Mr. Eko fishing to Emi vent his frustration.

"Yes, the Emi ATM that you love is taken, snacks are rationed. Today only Emi is not given pocket money, Emi mobile phone is useless without credit and package. Emi is tired of not knowing what to do. Emi wants to participate in tourist work at school just not given permission. How did you not go, Eko? She's sick Emi helpin but didn't say thanks. Emi's legs want broken it feels like having to run around to buy drugs at the pharmacy for him. Where the money to buy drugs Emi borrowed from Sri's mother, has not been paid again. Emi's short of breath and worried but she-"

Aware of what had just been said, Emi covered her already exhausted mouth.

"This again, can not be silent," banging his mouth that was angry had let out all the contents of his heart.

"So that's the problem? Why not talk to Bima?"

"Udah. It's also useless. Free. Om the evil Bima."

"Well, don't you like Mr Bima?"

"No more. Emi told you yesterday, will not like him again and lupain him. Bima is lazy, Emi does not like the Bima anymore."

Mr. Eko swallowed his saliva while lightly saying the name of Bima without frills 'om'. Phone calls from Bima have also been cut off. Mr. Eko felt that he had made a mistake by letting Bima hear Emi's heart.

With an annoyed face, Emi reached into her school skirt because of the incoming message. Emi opened her eyes, her lips forming the letter 'O'.

"Sir Eko?"

"Why?"

"The soul of a child goes nowhere."

Emi showed the pulse that went into her mobile number. Unmitigated, the transferred pulse was as much as two hundred thousand. Emi was again surprised when she saw the contact number that transferred the pulse to her.

Is this really him?