First Love of the CEO

My shayf!

Pov: Yes

Shayfuku

"What's wrong?" I opened Dilara's bedroom door.

"I call mama, open you up." sigur Sis Dilara closed her laptop.

"But mom's not at home, sister, mom's taking sister's medicine."

He looked at me with hatred.

"If I hadn't been like this I'd be sitting there as that secretary, not you." she exasperated.

I don't answer, it could be a long business if I chimed in.

"What do you want?"

I'm getting close to her.

"Here you go, I just want mama, not you too dad, you suck."

"Sister can be angry with me, but don't be the same father, he loves the brother."

"Dad? He's your father, not my father. You took it from me, Gadiza, you know that?"

"Sister, what am I...?" my esophagus's choked.

"Yes, why are you there, you are doomed to us, because of you we lost everything."

I jerked. Brother's anger is overflowing today.

"But brother, am I wrongly loved by father? I'm his son too, right? I deserve that, tell me what's my fault with you guys?"

"You're not an...!"

"the virgin! Too bad, don't mind this brat."

Mama came suddenly, she hugged Dilara's sister.

"But ma, I just asked."

"Ask what are you? Already gone don't bother your sister."

Mom pushed me out of the room.

Staggered I went back to my room, head throbbing incoherently, dizzy.

While my chest was pounding indeterminate, tight and very painful.

Am I going through this life?

Drrt!

My phone's beeping.

Ah, Syaif looks like a smile calmly.

We used to video call.

"Hi ugly."

"Saif, I don't want to be kidding."

"Who's kidding, I'm being honest, you're ugly."

"Sheif!"

"Okay Zee, why? That hurt?"

"No, Dilara's brother lashed him mad at me."

"It's normal, right?"

"Yes, but I still hurt Syaif."

"Here I take this medicine, put it on." he turned his lips.

"Related."

"What's the way?"

"I want to watch."

"May, but it's Sunday night, yeah, tonight I have to practice, next month you're in quarantine, Zee."

"Quarantine? Does that mean we can't see you, If?"

"Yes that's how."

"I don't want to."

"Why not?"

"I don't want to, Shayf."

"Mr Princess, I'm a candidate for national athletes soon to participate in the international championship, must practice really."

"Who told you to be an athlete?" i sobbed.

It sucks!

Don't go If. I need you, who will wipe away these tears. Where am I leaning when I'm this late?

Eight o'clock at night, he arrived on time, that's Shayf, good at keeping promises.

"Come." I pulled his hand.

"Let's go, Zee, I'll say hi to Hanif."

"So, how did I say goodbye to you before you came."

"Well, I'm blom come you're already saying goodbye, so what if I fail to come?"

"I'm sure you're coming."

"Surely so?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"If I don't come?"

"I'll watch it."

"Who's the guy?"

"Demit can be."

He laughed, looking attractive, his style was casual with his sispek body, strapping, macho, chest field, very comfortable as I leaned there.

He took me in his father's black sedan.

He'd rather ride a bike, but when I'm sick he'd rather bring his dad's car. He said not to catch a cold. Very attentive, right?

Syaif is not my lover, but I am afraid of losing him, can not be far from this good man.

I can take anything, watch, eat, confide, without having anything covered.

"Bengong Neng." he took my chin.

"No, I think hard."

"Grown-up means, you often think hard."

"I thought of you."

Syaif laughing.

"Thinking me?"

"Yes, I'm afraid you're gone."

"Zee, with me, one day we'll be apart, I can't stay near you unless you want to be!"

"So what?"

"So my wife." she chuckled.

I'm manyun.

"Must be your wife if you want to stay here?" I put my head on his chest. It feels amazingly calm.

"Yes, if you're a girlfriend or a wife who can get us this close, you can pick up your boyfriend I, Zee."

"But then I say to my boyfriend, Bang this is Syaif, he's my friend, don't be mad, I want to hug him."

Now Shayf is laughing great.

"Where is it, Non, the guy who let his girlfriend hug another guy." he yelled at my forehead. Ruffling my bangs and hair.

"If we're not a soul mate, what?" I looked into those black eyes.

"I will make you my soul mate.'

"If you can't?"

"I'm a bisain."

"Maksa."

"Must, you must be forced."

I laughed too, I kept that warm body.

"Don't leave me, If, even if I'm not your soul mate."

"Funny yes, we're talking mate, a powerful cake."

"Geeh." Syaif rubbed my cheek.

"Eating Zee a lot, you're too skinny, making a guy lose his appetite."

"Sheif!" I flushed it with a pinch.

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