First Love of the CEO

I'm Zee!

Pov: Jack

"Good night!"

How are you doing?"

"Jack, are you there?"

"Are u miss me?"

"Hey have you forgotten me?"

I'm glued, there's a lot of Zed's messages in my email.

God, I ignored this girl. Slowly I tap the reply column.

"Hi, Honey, I'm here always!" reply with trembling hands.

Slender.

Five minutes later.

"Hi Jack, you're evil!"

"Evil huh? Not Dear, I just don't want to disturb your composure."

"Rice."

"Seriously, I miss you so much."

"What kind of miss is this?"

"Lost on everything about you."

"Jack, can you hold me now?"

"I am and always will embrace you with all my love."

"Oh, Jack! I miss you."

Zed let out a sigh, I could feel his gentle breath.

"Jack!"

"Darling, come here, let me kiss your soft lips."

Again Zed nodded.

We made love again through the characters, only the shadow of Zed's body that I imagine at this time, my sweet little rabbit, really being very longing, he was so passionate.

I sent out a photo, and replied to it with the silhouette of the girl with a laughable ring, very dazzling.

Crazy, totally crazy. I was powerless to make, my soul surge was consumed this time.

"Jack, Oh!" he was long.

A sign she was quite satisfied with the fondling I gave her this time.

"Zed, hold on, I still want to be with you."

"Forward Jack, me too, come on! Go on, don't stop there."

Now on the computer monitor screen it was as if Zed was lying on his back, so defiant, my blood was boiling instantly.

Lordy! How beautiful Zedku is.

"Jack, come on, why shut up?" spoiled the question.

"Please baby, I'm imagining your body lying in the sink, in front of me."

"Snake."

"But you like it, right?"

"I've always liked what you have."

"No matter what, don't disappear, Zed, wait I'll bring that happiness to you."

"Please promise me."

"I promise, she's not She's not...!" I haven't had the time to send that message, Zed off suddenly.

What's wrong with her? He hasn't said goodbye and a closing kiss.

Ah, I'm upset about it.

Pov: Yes

My eyes widened to see the chat screen monitor Kak Dilara open. The internet network has indeed been decided but the content of the conversation is still clearly displayed.

My body is limp when reading the friendly chat of two creatures in cyberspace, even as a woman I am embarrassed to read it.

Is it true that Kak Dilara can be this vulgar when communicating with someone even if only in an e-mail?

I gave the laptop cursor to open the profile of the sender of the message.

Lordy! The face was familiar to me, though black and white and somewhat vague. There's no mistaking it, that long-haired guy Jack, he's Jack Nicholku.

But... Why was this email directed at Gadiza Zidni? That's my email, right? Brother, only he knows my email password, because we used to only have one laptop and I often borrow his to complete college assignments.

Knees vibrate. My chest's tight.

I confirmed the picture to Jack with a single picture of the post from him, and there was a picture of a man I knew very well.

He was bare-chested, with a smile on his lips. That sturdy jaw was so tempting.

But I was disgusted to see it.

Shit!

Jack smirked creepily, as if to say "How's Zee, mania isn't it?"

My chest's tight. Knees vibrate.

Lordy! He's Jack Nicholku.

Is this why you don't want to talk to me anymore, Jack?

Ah, why does it have to be like this? How once you got to me. Here I'm nervous, worried about you, while you, fuck online with my sister.

This crazy is really crazy. It is my heart to imagine them making love even in words.

Jack, you lied to me, what's the connection between you and my brother, are you two lovers?

Why Jack? Then does Dilara know that Jack and I love each other? My head's dizzy.

I immediately returned the position of the laptop to the beginning when I heard the bathroom door open.

"Zee, please get me a little big sister's towel in the drawer." That pretty face looks more attractive when wet.

Brother is deformed, but mama always take care of him, his hair and face does not change, Sister Dilara similar to mama, her skin is smooth like marble.

I quickly followed her door, I handed her the towel.

I appease Agara brother Dilara unsuspecting.

"Your face is pale, are you sick?" he asked, those clear eyes peeked at my face.

"No, sister, I'm fine, hurry brother, mama's waiting for us, today's schedule brother chek up." I said.

"Zee, I'm healthy, why do you always take me to the doctor? Tell mama I'm tired of taking drugs all the time, I want to be free like you, Syaif and the others." Dilara looks upset.

"Sister can't do that, instead mama wants you to stay healthy by controlling your health." I helped her change clothes.

"Zee, my clothes are too small, but I don't dare to tell my mom, especially after I don't sell anymore."

"You mean you want new clothes?"

The beautiful girl smiled shyly.

"Well, we'll go shopping tonight, I'll call Syaif first, so he can get us."

"Zee, thank you."

"Together brother."

Yes, I have to put aside my personal affairs, ah, let it be!

God may be testing my life in different directions. Maybe God wants to know how strong I am.

Believe me, my Lord, I will be fine, for me Your destiny is the best thing.

Anywhere that is.

I'm Zee. Gadiza Zidni's. Strong women, women who will try to be okay in and with anything.

Photo by: Shopia Baequni