I KIDNAPPED A HANDSOME CEO

CAN'T TAKE MY EYES OFF YOU

I realized, if all this time I was lying in my own room. Beside me was that woman.

My eyes began to glance at him who was cleaning up all the scattered books. Instantly I was shocked, my body was immediately aghast from the top of the bed. I should try to block him.

"Please don't touch this" I said softly. My hands started to grab the book.

"Hey son, you're sober. Sorry I -"

"Yes gapapa, I'm fine," I deliberately cut off the conversation. Since I was already too embarrassed, my pride fell rapidly.

He sat down on a chair near the computer desk, a little pensive at my strange behavior.

"Are you okay? Who're they? Why do you have to be crooked like that?" without further ado, Dira langung praised me with many questions.

I should how?

Why did I end up so bad?

Why should he be the one to save me from those worm goons?

I should be the one to protect him. I'm supposed to be NOT HIM!

All the inner debates kept on making me insecure, inferior and desperate.

"Father, I'm fine" I replied uninspiredly.

"Wait a minute."

He had a kind face, then walked out of the room and soon returned with a tray of rice and warm meat vegetable soup.

He handed me the food, he told me to eat it immediately.

I can't resist this time, I haven't eaten all day. Moreover, I have to accept gifts from women I like.

I ate warm meat and rice vegetable soup. It's so delicious, this home-cooked meal is simple but the taste makes me miss my own mother.

Dira looked at me with a happy face, I knew she really liked the type of child who appreciates food. I will always be a child in her eyes.

"Good, good boy," he said, stroking elus over my hair.

By sticking out the cuat, my heart skipped a beat, all my blood flow became frozen. I was sedated by her.

...The heart weakens in depth. This is real, not a dream!...

He sat back in the chair, looking at the computer in front of him.

"Good computer, there's an image of Apple. It must be expensive huh," Dira commented very innocently.

I was silent to see the computer, Imac G5, which my mother bought directly from America. Only you know, if I really like computers.

Even though this is old-fashioned, I can still use it for now. Yes, even though I do have a Macbook backup to better support my other work.

"Mmm that was my mother's last gift before she died" I replied.

"Mother? He said orphaned," replied Dira in wonder.

"I mean, the nurse's mother whom I consider my own biological mother" I said.

He smiled, looking at my very messy room. Then his eyes were fixed on the mound of instant cup noodles that I had not finished last night.

"Do you cook noodles in cold water?" tanya Dira was getting more astonished.

"Mmmm, yes. I don't have hot water."

"Can't son, your stomach hurts."

"Yes" I replied slowly.

"When you want hot water just ask for the same aunt above."

"Yes" the same answer I always give.

Please Dira, don't keep embarrassing me like this. I can't take it anymore!

Get rid of you, from before me now!

*****

This is Sunday, the time when humans on this earth do things that are common in the ordinary. Vacation.

As for me, just focusing on my current job, designing coding perfectly. I need to finish this project quickly.

Sounds from above Dira will go down to the stairs below. He went into the room I didn't lock.

"Good morning good boy," he said excitedly.

Today I was very pangling, usually he only wears office stellan. Now it can turn into a trendy capital city girl.

He then put a small thermos filled with hot water, he put it on the side of the door. She must feel sorry because I always wear cold water if I eat instant cup noodles.

"Not road?" ask him with a sumringah.

"Son, a lot of work," I replied flat and looking indifferent. At that time my heart was blossoming.

"What has no friends? Make it hang out together?"

"Nothing," I reply.

" Yes, I'm first, Bye," said Dira, waving her hand.

For a moment I thought, where is Dira going? Who will he meet with?

Why is she dressed up like that? Why does he look excited today?

A fella? Or is it another jerk?

I immediately prepared to be ready, changing into a black jacket and a black hat. Not to forget the digital camera pocket, it is a mandatory item.

Running I tried to catch up with where the woman was going. Fortunately, my guess was correct, he was walking like a snail. I could quickly catch up with him.

I tried to keep my distance from him, lest I know if I kept following him from behind.

Don't let anyone realize, if I always photograph him in silence. It was my new habit, constantly looking for a beautiful picture of a woman.

He kept walking around the sidewalk, walking straight somewhere. With her very pretty face, I'm sure any man's eyes must be very hunting her.

He then he got on the busway, I followed him inside. On the busway we kept our distance. He's in the front while I'm in the back near the automatic door.

I can't stand to see her beautiful body, I as much as possible continue to take pictures with the camera pocket silent silent.

I kept watching him from afar, he was so perfect and amazing. I have repeatedly fallen in love with her, endlessly.

Over and over again she had her hair shining, I liked that habit. I'm so happy if he does the hair game.

I'm a crazy kid with a grown woman. I don't care and I never will.

If the whole world were against me, I would fight back. No one can change all my madness.

****

All day I kept following her, she spent a lot of time with her office friends. Of course I still see that jerk guy, he's the one who forced Dira to kiss.

There were 6 men, 4 men and 2 women. Strangely enough, Dira felt very comfortable hanging out with many male friends.

At 10am I saw them hanging out together in a large cafe Mall. They spend time drinking coffee and telling stories.

With my own eyes, I saw that Dira was a popular woman. Whatever he says always attracts a lot of attention from male friends.

Then they went to some branded stores. I know that guy's acting cocky and wants to look rich. They want to show that they are decent men.

But I know, they're very poor. Even their salary in the office alone is not enough to buy fish feed at home.

It was late in the afternoon, they finally returned to eating at a cheap restaurant. I looked at the menu carefully.

...Vegetable asem, tilapia cobek, shellfish, sweet iced tea....

Oh my, Dira... Dira... Don't let you get into their dirty traps. No one deserves you. I swear Dira, I am angry and disappointed if you can be this cheap.

At night I remained strong and continued to follow Dira and her comrades. Until they finally get into a nightclub hit spot in South Jakarta.

The six of them entered with a new spirit, the spirit of an aging young man. Dira and friends, began to gather to drink beer and some had jogged in the crowd.

But this time Dira and the jerk are drinking together. They talked to each other, looked at each other and threw smiles.

Again and again, the bastard tried to approach Dira drunk. He kissed the woman, for a moment Dira received the kiss with very lightning.

Dira looked away, I knew he was now feeling a great sense of shame. I know, Dira didn't enjoy that kiss.

She's finally gone to leave that jerk alone, she wants to be gone from her soon.

The jerk continued to follow him until he finally dared to forcefully pull his thin body.

BRAAAK!

Dira slammed into the base of the wall, he began to look scared and helpless. The man kissed her again by force. Then with all her might Dira pushed hard on the man.

Unexpectedly the man slapped Dira's cheek hard. He looked very angry and very disappointed.

"Tomorrow, you don't have to go into the office anymore. I fired," said the jerk.

"Ok, okay. You should have fired me before," replied Dira loudly. Then he left her alone in that lonely hallway.

My hands clenched hard, I was as strong as possible to hold back all from this difficult situation. Then I chased the jerk, without much thought immediately hunted him into the crowd of discotheques.

My heart grew even more furious, seeing him laugh directly with his other friend. As if nothing had happened.

He is a very disgusting man.

I touched her shoulder, she turned to me. I looked at him with a sharp and bold look.

"Who are you" he replied in astonishment.

I laughed cynically and without a doubt immediately punched the fat-cheeked face.

BRUOK!

He fell and fell down instantly, everyone who was busy jogging arrived boisterous and panicked.

With this chaotic situation, it made my youthful adrenaline even more so.

I walked over to him who was holding his red face. Directly with a movement like Bruce Lee, I beat his face many times until he fell limp.

I smiled with satisfaction, very satisfied. I'm so excited to see that jerk pass out with blood.