CEO'S PASSION

Signs What It Is

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"Auntie,"

"Mama,"

As I and Mr. Rangga approached the aunt, I saw a wound on the aunt's hand and Mr. Rangga kept the ceramic shard from around the aunt's leg.

"Mom why the hell, ma ?"

"Mama suddenly lemes dear, kayak kecapean" complained his mother Pak Rangga.

"I'm a pijitin ya, auntie" I bargained with aunt.

Aunty smiled and sat in her couch. Mr. Rangga sat facing me and his mother. At first glance I saw Mr. Rangga focus on paying attention to his mother and briefly our views collided.

Yes maybe Mr. Rangga wants to check the way I massage his mother I do well or carelessly because he does not want anything to happen with his mother.

"Dear, baby" the aunt took my hand gently and I saw her eyes wet. What aunty to shed her tears.

"Tante ...," I said gently.

Mr. Rangga also moved to sit next to the aunt and rubbed his mother's shoulders gently.

"You're so good, Dara, aunty really wanted to have a daughter but two sons. It feels good if you're near aunty constantly, nice and pretty."

"Mama said what the hell," said Mr. Rangga.

"My aunt excuse me first yes, want to go to the flower shop later I eat outside the aunt. Aunt rest,"

I feel like there's something weird. The aunt wanted a daughter in their house, but Mr. Rangga immediately intercepted her mother's speech. A sign that he did not love me and also later I became a big subordinate of the head. All this time my big wish is to please my mother.

"Eat just the same aunt, dear," persuaded aunt.

"Step between mama home yes, mama rest at home only. This is mama talking about factors because she is too tired," Mr. Rangga took her mother's bag.

"Ra, please take this to the car let me let me pick up my mom" the CEO said.

I nodded and took the bag of aunty. We walked the three of us down the office to the parking lot. Mr. Rangga told me to open the door of his white car and he took his mother into the car.

"Ra the food that comes later you eat alone, I'm only here tonight. You must be neat and fragrant in my workspace later tonight wait until I come," pesa pak Rangga slowly.

"Okay sir, thank you very much."

"Remember my room,"

I nodded and watched Mr. Rangga leave the office. Still tired actually but not delicious to the flower shop directly, I had to clean the shards of the shard earlier and wait for the food to come first. What a shitty moment.

Waitaminute! But the aunt why immediately changed, her tone was also very soft as there was deep sadness. It may be true Mr. Rangga guess all that because aunt fatigue. So it must be a complete break.

Or it could be that the aunt was pregnant with a daughter but miscarried, so that leaves a deep pain. Hopefully the aunt is fine and hopefully even though he is an adult age Mr. Rangga, his mother is pregnant again. Aamiins.

And now it's finished cleaning the office of the boss sir so I go to the flower shop.Today the room is slim again. Time out.

"Aw," I screamed.

When I was about to wake up suddenly the broom handle poked into the shirt to my chest make how many buttons my shirt opens exposing the mound of my exotic mountain.

Also felt another handle of this broom hit my breasts until how many buttons my clothes also become loose. May my shirt button survive today.

"I will call you later when there is an order for Mr. Rangga to come, he said to mba only." said secretary Pak Rangga when I closed the door of his office CEO.

"We share two Mba's," I answered and passed away the woman.

And I arrived at the flower shop after taking an online taxi. Choose the nearest florist.

"Siang mba, what flowers are you looking for ?" Asked a shopkeeper kindly.

"Emmm looking for fresh flowers brother, can I design my own sis ?"

The woman's eyebrows creased slightly and she smiled widely and pulled my hand to a place full of fresh flowers.

"Please decorate the flowers yourself, later free the flower ribbon." The brother took the vase and others who know I need it. A clever waiter.

I gave the woman a nod of the head and I immediately arranged the flowers and imagined the beauty of the night.

Find the main red rose and at the entrance of the workspace Mr. Rangga soft pink only. Sanat cool would be after this I ask to take it to the office because there is no way I take it to the online motorcycle taxi.

Also had time in order Pak Rangga payment via transfer only so it's his business and the owner of the ornamental flower services.Also the contact of the store owner I have sent to Mr. Rangga.

I wonder why Mr. Rangga asked me to decorate himself, why he did not order at the flower shop directly. Wonder king rese' has a thousand meaning that is difficult to guess.

And now I have to take responsibility for the trust the CEO has put in. Don't play around with the boss. Brabe would be underestimated.

Okay, I've put in the red roses, all red. Later spray fragrance of roses like this morning would be happy Mr. Rangga.

"Aw ouch," I sighed, again the button of my shirt was hit by the tip of a red rose stalk. It didn't hurt just one button open and the rose stalk hit my chest fruit again. In the broomstick office, here the rose stalk. A sign of what this is.

Finish. I'm tired of arranging flowers so intricately it's time I went back to the office. Tired also because many bend to arrange the flowers. Not one pot but how many pots. Many also.

"Where are these flowers going to be taken ?"

I looked at the flower shop.

"To EAGLE's office there mba, you know ' right ?" I asked back.

"Oh that belongs to Mr Rangga is it ?"

"Why do you know ?" Curious about the future with this mba how to know the name of the owner of the company. Does Mr Rangga often buy flowers here huh?

"That's mba, I often follow the account sosmed Pak Rangga. Ngefans same good looks Rangga sir, kaleeeem really uh gemesh already famous already handsome already muscular!" praise that mba.

Didn't I hear wrong, seriously what is joking mba. Also surprising Mr. Rangga spelled kalem, calm from where. Every second is unclear.

Where this morning had taken off his embrace until my ass pain fell to the floor. Where he opened the door once and was not responsible anymore. Making upset so there are no words of calm in the dictionary Mr. Rangga.

He is a netizen con artist through the nature of the original in hiding to be followed by millions of people, like youtuber want to penetrate the one million viewer it works while Pak Rangga his work does not exist.

The winner in Mr. Rangga is TREASURE, THRONE, AND APPEARANCE. He has abundant wealth as well as the number one important throne in the EAGLE company, and apparently it really bewitches the women. Including myself when I first saw her. Fate fifty fifty half well earned the trust of being a special assistant and half often exposed to the actions of Mr. Rangga.

"Well, I love Mr. Rangga, come to his office and ask for an autograph."

"You can invite dinner mba, uuuu special really."

I just smile. Mba is a thousand fans and is being embarrassed by her idol. Lazy linger dealing with the same idol. Let the world belong to them I just hitchhike through.

"Mba .. emba this mba his girlfriend Pak Rangga ya wah fit one handsome one beautiful cute-cute fit really mba,"

I was shocked to say it fits with Mr. Rangga. I can't imagine my life being with someone like that. Amit-amit. Anyway it fits where the origin of the sound alias mba this.

"Pantes flowers mba stacking itself turns out for the office of the guy, uwaw mba we selfee first yuk want me uplod in the sosmed if my store works kedatengan woman special Pak Rangga !" He was busy looking for a cell phone.

I just ran away. Rather than in the photo with the caption lover Pak Rangga can earthquake office see the post so.

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