CRAZY CEO: Loving People's Wives

CHAPTER 45 (CEO CRAZY: Go Escape)

"Sister, where are you going?"

Daniel followed Andre's steps pushing his large suitcase out of the room.

"Wouldn't you go?" Now the Empress asked him the same thing.

Andre sat on the sofa of his apartment living room on the eleventh floor.

"Daniel..."

"Yes, Brother!"

"Your next month is 20. I'm not asking you to be a super hero for the future Maharani. But always be kind to your wife. Never hurt him. Moreover, in six months your baby will be born! Take care of your wife and child properly. Be a responsible adult! And.. take good care of Papa's company! I believe you can raise our parent's legacy company!"

"Sister?... What do you mean? Where are you going?"

"From Monday, you're the CEO of Ceramics Asia Tile. I've taken off all my shares. You're the biggest shareholder. And you're the absolute CEO after my departure. I'm putting everything on you. Take good care of everything."

"Sister? What the fuck?"

"I'm sorry for all this time. I was too hard at educating you! I just want you to be a great guy the next day!"

Daniel sniffles.

Andre's words made his chest tight. It was like there was something Andre wanted to convey mysteriously to her.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Hix... You can hate me. You can keep maki me! But don't be like this! Your words make me feel like you're leaving me! You got a big suitcase, where are you going? Want to stay in the factory? Sis?"

"I...! I don't know how much time I have left in this world!"

"What do you mean?"

"I..., got kidney cancer!"

Daniel and the Empress cried loudly. The two immediately hugged Andre's body tightly.

"Sister!"

"Please be good! I'm still gonna keep a close eye on your behavior, Daniel! So don't make it happen that you lose later on!"

"Hik hik hiks! Sis! You won't die soon! You still hate me as much as ever since we were young! You must continue to hate me! You have to keep cursing and slapping me! I will never love you, brother! Hik hik... Yup!!!"

"Don't crybaby, tol*l! I'm still breathing and not dead right now! I just want to go enjoy my life soon!"

"Where are you going, brother? Wanna seek treatment? Yes yes, take medication! Fight that damn disease! Fight it! Like you've been so persistent in choking me with your sickening filthy words!"

"Hahaha.. fucking sister! I'll take a break from that sickening prank. And you are free to do as you please if you want to be a bully in your old age! Stay away from gambling, no one becomes rich because of the hobby of gambling. Even Donald Trump is rich because he is a bookie. Not from gambling. Look at that Mark Zuckerberg, he's the creator of FB but never every day online FB an. Think brain, don't just use muscle!"

"Hik hik hiks!"

Andre told Daniel and Maharani.

"Sister!"

"Don't crybaby! Watch wife! He's your responsibility the world afterlife!"

"Sister Andre!"

"Rani, occasionally temper your husband if he's not the head of the household. Keep reminding him, you're his missing rib one!"

Daniel and Rani can only cry sadly letting Andre go. Even Andre refused to be delivered to the front of the apartment.

"I'll definitely be home once in a while! So don't be lebay! Take good care of yourself, okay?"

I'M H-HOME... UNLOADED

I ACCEPT...

That's how the song Sheila on 7 plays soft from box music in Pajeroonya's car.

Andre has truly committed himself to the divine provision.

His life is full of color. From childhood, adolescence and adulthood. Maybe this is God's way because he is not a believer.

Worship has never been.

It is only natural that God wants to destroy it in one tap.

His life is no longer valuable.

His love ran aground without having time to feed on the dream. God didn't give him a chance to enjoy the beauty of the print*. Love in the real sense.

He never got that from childhood. It was like a curse to live to the end. And die young with a languishing heart. That's how Andre feels.

Slowly the circles down her cheeks filled with whiskers and bewok.

Naysila must have blocked the number. And also block yourself and good memories about him.

Yep. Rice has become a porridge. It won't be possible to recycle it into nasi ubuk.

Now he is a free individual with the chance of his life slowly thinning second by second.

"Go to Hong Kong or Singapore! Medical technology is much more modern! You're only stage one, there's still plenty of opportunities for treatment! Even people who are stage three can be healed by the power of God!" the advice of doctor Gege, his personal specialist during this time.

O Lord's Power! But. although I once included Daniel in a boarding school, I never once did the obligatory worship that my Lord commanded all this time. Just a long time ago, when I was a teenager. And that's what I did when I came back to Bandung. Stay at Nyai's house!

Andre went to Bandung. Come to Nyai's empty house no one fills. He wanted to stay a few weeks there, until his heart calmed down and his spirit recovered. I will decide to travel where.

...SERIATE...