Hanging Status Mrs.CEO
Episode 27's. Wh who?
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Aini and Armila's conversation stopped. Armila sat looking at Aini in annoyance.
"Talk about this, just get here. Don't make me hate you, Aini. I know, you still feel hurt on Yusril, but …. Do you also know that Kimmy still loves Yusril very much. The reason she was completely unwilling to claim Yusril's divorce, was because she still loved him. Distract your selfish attitude. Let them solve the problems between them." Armila took the bowl and filled it with the porridge that had just ripened. Armila left Aini still pensive in the kitchen.
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Yusril sat on the porch of her house, accompanied by a cup of coffee and a magazine.
"Sir, the Madam doesn't live here anymore?"
"He was locked up by his mother. Oh, yeah, Re, you're not home yet? It's two o'clock."
"Master forgot, if it was Saturday I used to go home in the afternoon because of college holidays."
"Yes, I forgot. You won't be here tomorrow. When you're done with the job, just go home is okay."
"Good, Sir. Then, excuse me." Rere came home because there was no more work.
Yusril was tired of sitting on the porch, he entered the house. From a distance, in a black car, the man whom Selviana told to spy on Yusril called Selviana.
"Hello" he said.
[How? Who is the woman who lives in Yusril's house?]
"No woman lives there. Only Yusril himself. And a maid who goes home."
[Are you sure there's no woman in the house?]
"Of course I'm sure. If you don't believe me, come and prove my point" said the man.
[Not necessary. I believe you]
Connection interrupted.
"Truly a jerk woman. He'd just cut the call." The man put his phone on the dashboard and lowered the backrest of the car seat. The man broke down his tired body sitting all day stalking Yusril's house.
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"Kan, this is Mama bringing her porridge. Eat it" said Armila.
"Thank you, Ma. By the way, why is Mama yelling at Auntie Aini?" ask Okan. Armila saw Kimmy at a glance.
"There's nothing. There was a cockroach, stuck on Aini's shirt, so Mama's reflex yelling."
"Oh. Kimmy was shocked earlier, Auntie. Kimmy thought, Mama and Aunt are fighting" Kimmy said.
Armila just smiled and walked out of Okan's room. Okan took out a bowl of porridge, but his hands did not have enough power. Kimmy took the bowl.
"Let me feed you" Kimmy said with a smile looking at Okan. Kimmy blew the porridge and stirred it to cool quickly. After the porridge was not too hot, Kimmy fed Okan a spoonful of porridge.
"Why? Full already?" ask Kimmy. Okan nodded. "Oh, now drink first. Don't you want to take medication?" ask Kimmy back.
"no need. I just need a break."
Kimmy smiled and got up to bring the bowl to the kitchen, but Kimmy did not step out as her eyes caught a pack of cigarettes next to the television. The place is a little hidden but if you look at the door, the cigarette pack is clearly visible. Kimmy stepped back near the bed.
"Kan, you're sick because you smoke, right? Wh why? What's wrong with you? You know that your body cannot tolerate cigarettes. Tell me, Kan, what makes you so frustrated that you dare touch a cigarette?" kimmy asked with teary eyes. Kimmy was worried.
"It doesn't matter, Kim. Don't worry like that. Yesterday a friend came over, because he smokes, so I accompanied him just for manners. Just one, Kim. Don't worry."
"Just, you say? Kan, just a stick and you get sick like this. Don't torture your body for manners. I'm sure your friend can also tell you if you say you don't smoke. Tell me, what's the matter?"
"Kim."
"Kan. I'll be mad at you if you don't answer."
"Kim."
"All right! You still won't answer me. I'm home" said Kimmy. He left Okan's room with teary eyes. Kimmy took her mother home. Kimmy said goodbye to Armila and left by ordering a taxi online again.
After Kimmy left, Okan immediately took and hid the cigarette packs under his pillow. Okan was worried her mother would also look and be angry like Kimmy.
"Kim, how can I answer that. If the reason I'm this sad is you, Kim. My love for you has grown so deep. Until I feel like half my life has left my body." Okan muttered softly. A slow mutter but could be clearly heard by Armila who was standing in front of the open door of Okan's room. While Okan did not notice Armila's presence as Okan stared towards the room window.
Armila shed tears and went to her room. "So, you're harboring feelings for Kimmy. Since when did your love grow so deep," said Armila quietly in her room. Armila really doesn't know that Okan loves Kimmy. Armila 0 thought all this time Okan treated Kimmy as a sister.
"Your love is wrong, baby. That's so sorry, son. When you're in love, why does that person have to be Kimmy." Armila was crying in her room. He could not bear to see the sadness of Okan because his love clapped one hand.
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Kimmy and Aini have arrived home. Kimmy went straight to her room and locked the door until nightfall.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
"Kim, eat first."
"Yes, Ma." Kimmy went out and ate with Aini. After washing the dishes, Kimmy locked himself in the room.
Aini is not suspicious of Kimmy's attitude, as Aini thinks Kimmy is still angry with her. Aini doesn't know if Kimmy is upset with Okan. Until late at night, Kimmy sat pensively in bed. He could not guess the heart of Okan. What makes Okan that way Kimmy doesn't understand.
Geck! Geck!
A smooth and very slow tap was heard from Kimmy's window panes. Kimmy scrunched his forehead. Kimmy sharpened his hearing and again heard a knock on the window of Kimmy's room. Kimmy trembled with fear lest any of the robbers were checking whether there was anyone or not. Kimmy got off the bed slowly and looked for something to hit. Nothing can be used as a weapon. Kimmy could only tremble in fear.
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