
In this seventh mini Ghost series. The author wants to try to lift the story of a Handsome Ceo with a Ghost of the ugly. Request or delivery from Kinan Riau, Salam Riau🙋.
The story begins when shares in the Gordon company plummet. Forcing a handsome CEO named Frans to jump straight into handling it.
The Gordon company. A company that works in the field of furniture. The legacy of the late Ayahanda, now must mobat mabit and almost went out of business because the Investor decided to revoke all his shares.
Dizziness is definitely dizzy. That's how Frans feels a handsome CEO who is still single at the age of 30.
Frans must be willing to work hard to waste his fun time, Seeking the trust of the Investors to restore the success of his company.
Until a few months later. Frans managed to restore the company's success even though only 80.
The atmosphere of the Office is now quiet because the time has shown at 22:00 pm. Frans, who had fallen asleep because he was tired after the meeting, had now woken up because of his hunger.
Frans walked out of the study to the toilet to wash his face.
Gubras .. gubras ...
Frans washed his face, hoping the drowsiness would be carried away by the water flowing from his face.
Cetrek
The sound of the light switch was clear, and now the toilet room light suddenly went dark.
"Who is that?" frans exclaimed as he closed the water faucet and then pulled out his phone to turn on the flashlight.
The light came back on and then went back off as if someone was playing the light switch.
K*hotelrive ... Keloth** ...
I don't know what the voice was Frans himself didn't know.
Frans continued to step following the direction of the voice that was clearly heard in his ears.
"It seems like the sound came from outside the toilet door." Frans muttered as he held the handle of the door of his toilet room.
And it's true. When Frans opened the door and came out of his toilet. Seen an old Grandpa wearing a hat with a stooped body is playing the switch button toilet light.
Frans who was angry now immediately grabbed Grandpa's ear as hard as he could until Grandpa complained of pain.
"You're underworked if there's no work!" frans snapped with his hands still clutching Grandpa's ears.
"Young .. please let go of the pain, the pain." asked the Grandfather pleading.
"Indeed you think you're who's old jacka? How dare you try to scare a handsome CEO like me." Frans took off his jewelry and then kicked Grandpa's ass in pain.
Grandpa fell to the floor with his hand holding his butt in pain from Frans' kick.
"It's so arrogant that you're young, you don't know who I really am" said the Grandfather with a little raise his tone.
Frans was offended by the Grandfather's remarks, which he thought were just an ordinary OB.
Frans came back to Grandpa and lifted his collar and pulled him up.
"Well you're who doesn't matter to me! Understand!" snapped Frans while squeezing Grandpa's face with Rough.
"Stop! stop the young man! you are so outrageous" said the Grandfather who did not accept the harsh treatment of Frans.
"You've dared to fight me, huh!" Frans hit both of Grandpa's shoulders with both of his hands.
"Akhhhh .." The Grandfather fell to his knees before Frans.
Frans violently threw Grandpa's hat in any direction, grabbed his hair and then pulled Grandpa's head and deliberately put Grandpa's face on his butt.
"Please ...let go of me!" with the rest of his strength, the grandfather tried to keep his face attached to Frans's ass, but his strength was unable to compensate.
Protttt ... Brottt ....
"Ah .. leganya." said Frans who managed to bombard the face of the Grandfather with farts.
"Bhua .. ha. ha. ha.., suck and enjoy in peace! old man." said Frans.
After being relieved. Now Frans slowly released the Grandpa whose face was already blue, with eyes glaring and lips gaping.
Grandpa fell to the floor. His body is now having convulsions due to the toxic gas released Frans, who managed to get into his body.
Not satisfied with his misery. Frans very outrageously now peed the mouth of the Grandpa who was still agape.
What a shame the fate of Grandpa😪 has been in Bom fart in pee pula😔.
After finishing Frans shuddered amusedly and put his torpedo into his pants.
"Hey old bangka! I don't have time to play with you anymore." Frans stepped away staggered with a face adem without sin.
Frans did not realize that Grandpa was now conscious and was now getting up while rubbing his face that smelled of pessimism.
"Wait for the young!" exclaim the Grandpa.
Frans stopped his steps and turned around while dabbling around looking at Grandpa.
"What else is it? what less punishment than me, huh?" said Frans.
"Before you leave, you must know who I am" said Grandpa.
Frans rounded his eyes and was immediately shocked to see the head of the Grandfather who could rotate 360° degrees without escaping from his neck.
"Who are you?" Now it's Frans's part that looks scared.
"I am the ghost of the ugly." said the Grandfather who now turned into a scary genderuwo.
Frans shook violently. His body suddenly could not move at all.
"Ha .. ha .. ha .. ha .. where was that bravery?" challenge the ugly genderuwo.
Frans wiped the sweat that was pouring down his forehead.
"That was just a misunderstanding. And I hope you go and let me go." Frans explained.
"What did you say! release you? I was begging you but what I got .. You bombarded my face instead, not satisfied with it, and then with a stick You peed on my ugly face." said the genderuwo with a flood of expressions of disappointment to Frans.
"Yes, old man. I understand and understand how you feel right now." Frans said in a sympathetic tone.
"Shut up! You understand but you don't understand." the genderuwo swung the index☝ refused Frans' sympathetic words to him.
"Then what do you want now, old man?" ask Frans with his comfort.
"Make it again!" the genderuwo dabbled waist did not accept.
"I have to pay back what you have done that is very rude and outrageous to me." exclaimed the genderuwo while stepping over to Frans.
Frans closed his eyes to pray for what he could.
Tucked in the shadow of her lover a Muslimah who once taught her to pray before she wanted to eat.
Well I will try that prayer, because that prayer is all I memorize and master.
Frans opened his eyes and began to recite his prayer for a meal.
"Allouhuma barricaded lantern Fima Rozaqtana Wa qina Adaban nar." Frans continued to recite the prayer while looking intently at the genderuwo.
Genderuwo now did not dare to approach and looked great fear.
"No ... Don't, don't eat me!" the genderuwo ran into the toilet room.
Frans ran in pursuit with a mouth that kept reciting prayers.
Until in the end, the genderuwo is now subdued afraid in the toilet, and Frans took the dipper beat the genderuwo until unconscious.