CRAZY CEO: Loving People's Wives

CHAPTER 41 (Mis Goal)

"You and Tio are really going to get divorced?"

"Where is divorce lying!"

Andre swallowed his salivary. Not understanding the way of thinking Bianca and Mas Tio. The marriage he had built for four years was threatened with collapse. But, both Bianca and Tio are equally selfish and clamorous on stance.

"You should be able to restrain Tio from divorcing you, Bi!"

"For what? He doesn't need me anymore! He himself divorced me for misunderstanding our closeness!"

"Haish! This is why I don't believe in marriage so much! B*llsh*it if say true love, everlasting love, love to death! T*i cat, all love!"

"Ck ck ck..., don't be apathetic to love and marriage, Ndre!"

"You're crazy, aren't you? Throw your divorce hammer in plain sight, but still believe in love and marriage? Then what's the point of you getting married if you finally get divorced?"

"You just have to be more passionate about finding the right love!" bianca said fiercely.

"Eh? So yesterday you married Tio because my love wasn't right? That so?"

"Khan I told you, my love for Tio has been designed since I was in high school. So, it's not the right love. Especially true love.

"Ck ck...!"

Andre didn't think. Bianca said that. Her marriage failed and she is in divorce. But he was very relaxed as well not making his status later as a burden.

Andre himself until now seemed to pull out his feelings to look for women who can be invited to negotiate up security.

He is very afraid of failure. Especially for a serious relationship called marriage.

To be in a romantic relationship never minded. Because many things he had to consider including fear of heartache and difficult to move on as when Naysila had left him.

Naysila...

Recalling Naysila, Andre immediately contemplated the fate of his heart.

It is wrong of him if he still harbors a taste for Naysila. It was not true that he was constantly thinking about Naysila.

Because the woman belongs to the people.

If only he was still dating, he could have turned around. But this.., Naysila was the legal wife of another man. Which, uh...

Naysila Didi's wife who works at the Asian Ceramic Tile company?

Andre immediately remembered the words of Mr. Nay's neighbor who he asked the address at that time.

"Muucca!"

"Hm?"

"Surely have you seen Naysila come to our office lobby?" andre's question made Bianca think straight away.

"Nayzila? Wh who? Which one?"

"Haish, Bi! Focus, Bi..focus! Naysila whose picture you've seen in my cell phone gallery!"

"Oh, that one. Ja. Wh why? The girl you're after, huh?"

Bianca changed her face instantly.

"She has a husband!"

"What??? That right?"

Bianca's face changed again.

"Eh, find me the identity of an OB employee named Didi! Ask Mr. Teguh, Personnel. This afternoon if you can, hurry up!"

"Didi's? So, Naysila's the wife of our office's Didi OB?"

"Hm!"

"really? Pfft..."

"Don't pretend to laugh! Usually, it's just too!"

"Upss hahaha...! Sorry, Boss!"

Andre pretended to be indifferent to the behavior of Bianca who laughed happily.

Naysila is really married. Even now Andre must be able to hold back, to no longer chattan and adjacent to Naysila.

Her in-laws are angry. They don't like Andre and Naysila's friendship.

Now she must know who her husband is Naysila.

What kind of man managed to catch him. What a lucky man.

Andre could only cluck in annoyance given that.

Head's dizzy. Migraines recur.

He hasn't eaten since last night. His stomach was not hungry either. Her recently improved n*fsu has collapsed again.

Looks like Andre has to go back to his regular doctor and ask for a prescription for gastric medication and migraine as usual.

"Boss!"

"Yes?"

"This is Didi Raharja's bio, office boy on the first floor of the finance and personnel division."

Bianca handed over the task to Andre.

"Thanks, Bi!"

"Together!"

Andre's chest is pounding.

Biodata sheet via print-an from the Personnel section, now in his hands.

His eyes stared at the focus on the photo that was printed on Bianca.

Just ordinary! Not handsome, also looks rather mature, in fact!

Written,

Name: DIDI RAHARJA

Age: 34 years old

"Hm...! It's seven years old!"

Treeet .

Maharani is calling

His sister-in-law called.

"Yes Hello? Rani's? What's up?"

...[.Brother! Hik hiks.., brother Andre came home battered and fainted! Please, Brother! Hik.]...

"What???"

At that time Andre immediately pulled out his office coat hanging on the capstock and said,

"Bianca! Please change my schedule today. I have to go home, the crackle prick is making trouble!"

"Good!"

Andre did not see any further writing of the identity of the employee named Didi Raharja. Under age, there is a home address as well as the status and name of the wife and child.

Andre immediately rushed to pick up his suit hanging on the capstock.

You little Daniel! Just a week's work, I thought he'd be an adult. Turns out...

He called it the four-wheel drive.

The streets of the capital were smooth enough that Andre was helped quickly get to his old house.

Daniel collapsed on the porch. His body was full of blunt object wounds and his face was swollen and battered.

Beside him the Maharani cried sobbing.

Andre immediately pulled the brat's arm. He carried the skinny tall body of his sister.

"Come, Rani!"

This burden seems like it should be borne. Although his mind was upset, his soul was tired, but Daniel was his younger brother. Andre can't just take his hands off.

They went to the hospital with Daniel's frail body.

...SERIATE...