
Something planned will go according to plan? Maybe we will realize many things about something that is a possibility and the impossibility itself is mostly likely to want humans want their plans to go according to plan.
"Hmmm. What the fuck was I that afternoon? Remembering what happened that afternoon. Oh, my God, I'd love to touch those beautiful lips." He sipped his drink.
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The company seems like a market that has a lot of people busy and tares in it. Launch planning is about to be completed and the performance of the employees is very, very good.
"Please this decoration section in check back yes. Monitor the Launching Hall which will be held tomorrow night. Hmm this is the highlight of the lamp is not fitting please replace the brighter again and the VIP bench must be clear anyone who sits on the row of benches." Keila's Speech.
Many employees appreciate the performance of the new Secretary of their CEO, in addition to being swift and deft even he is more patient.
Leon and Ken go to the place and double-check. From one place to another directed by Keila. Leon looked pleased and nodded even a few smiles.
It makes the employees and staff of the place calm and relaxed to carry out their work this time.
"Well, our CEO seems more friendly right now, not as cold as ice as he was then." Whisper one of the staff. And one of the other staff agreed.
Leon suddenly stopped looking at the reception desk.
"I'd like to see the invitees who attended this event. Ken gave the file to her and Leon checked it out. Hmm this and this please contact if they can attend this event and one more, if this event is successful there will be a raise for both of you." Leon Pungkas.
Ken just clenched his hand, "Yes bonus." Looking at Keila who was just smiling.
The girl checked the VIP and the models in the file a little and was shocked to see her son's name on the list.
The girl chased after Ken and Leon who were in front of her.
"Ah sorry, Mr. Ken." Designating.
"Ah we realize there is a child who is very talented and good enough to follow the next art event. So we want him to open up on this show. Ken, who pretended not to know, asked back. Why why?"
Keila just shook her head, "it's okay sir." Turn around to continue his work.
Keila was on time to finish her job. After that he went home and told the good news to his son but he did not see his son in their apartment. The confusion again struck the girl and did not see the small note on the table immediately run to the receptionist or apartment security.
"Sorry sir, have you seen my 5-year-old?" Ask the girl.
"Ah, it seems like she was picked up by her uncle. He sent me a message that he left a letter on the table." Sneakily.
"Okay, thank you sir." Run towards the elevator and quickly return to his apartment.
A letter appears and declares that he is at Leon's house.
"My dear old mom, Keyran received an email from my mom's company and is now at Leon's uncle's/mama's boss' house. Mama please pick ya up." Write in a letter marked Keyran.
The girl immediately looked for the bag she had thrown out when she found out her son had not come home and took out all the contents and found his mobile phone.
"Ah is not dead. Directly menchasnya and seen 1 percent battery, the girl immediately took the power bank and headed to the house of his boss at high speed. Oh, my God, Keyran, why are you at Leon's house." His mind while driving.
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"Uncle has my mother called?" Ask.
"Hmm it doesn't seem like it yet, let's see now how you do your job." Ken Say.
"This is uncle, it looks like this model will be very famous." Shoot the kid.
Leon enters his study where Ken and his son are. Leon went straight to the little boy.
The boy sat down."Is it true that people do my father, a handsome CEO whose good looks I inherited as well. While thinking hard. Hmm, my mom has this bracelet." Said the boy innocently.
"I'd guess. Inner Leon and smiling stroked the child's head. You want this?" Pointing the bracelet.
"It's mine." Pointing the picture.
"No. I mean you want this to be real stuff?" Leon asked while raising his eyebrows.
"Can't you?" Ask the boy.
"Of course you can. I'm your father." Look at the boy.
The little boy hugged the man and looked very happy.
"I'm looking forward to it dad. But ..." In Leon's arms.
"But what?" Ask Leon.
"But if you want to be my father, shouldn't you marry my Mama?" Ask the boy with his innocence.
Leon was a little surprised and smiled.
"I'll marry your mother if she wants to marry me." Leon Said.
"Alright, you'll have to compete with my Uncle first." His words went from hugging Leon.
"You're right, son." Leon just looked at the child while crossing his legs and leaning on the Sofa staring at the child finishing his drawing.
"I've been lazy to draw, I'm tired of dad. Can I play the piano in the front room?" Ask the boy.
"Of course, everything here is yours. Shoot that guy. You can ask me for something." Shoot that guy.
"All right, I'll take care of this and go ahead." Excitedly tidied his stationery and some other items into his bag and went to the front room.
Ken approached Loen, who was thinking for a moment, and gave a cold orange juice to Leon's cheek.
"Ah just surprised." Her speech.
"So when did you reveal you were the man that night and that child was your son to Keila?" Ken asked sitting next to him while the little boy was already playing the piano in the front room.
"Should I propose to him?Shall?" Ask Leon.
"Maybe you should try it, what if?" Whispering to Leon.
"Hm. Little think. Alright." Leon.
"Bakalan Keren. Ken gave Leon a thumbs up. First we have to get rid of Prilly." Her speech.
"As far as you go." While drinking the cold Lemon tea.
Keila who was so staggered ran to the elevator and squeezed the top floor breathing one-two one-two.
Ting. The elevator opened and reached the top floor the girl ran right in front of the door of her boss' apartment.
Still quiet and took his breath. "God what should I do. Remembering the hug incident. Be aware Keila ignored that insignificant affair." His mind rang the doorbell.
Chequek. The sound of the door opening saw the girl was very shocked by someone inside.