Me VS Crazy CEO's

Not being confident

After last night's incident, Jihad did not allow Ica to go home alone. Even though he had survived, Jihad forgot that Ica was a girl who lived in an environment far from the word kalem.

This morning the mothers did not prepare, requiring all residents to buy breakfast outside.

Ica is ready with the bowl. He planned to have breakfast porridge.

"Cot ! you want to kill, right ? titip got me 10 thousand pake satay ati ga use sate ampelanya !" galih.

"Jomblo pans, eat it at any time, "kekeh Ica.

"Pake sambel, sepedes neighbor's talk !" pekik Galih went into the bathroom performing his morning ritual.

Ica walked to the front where the front porch already had its permanent inhabitants the nene and her kakenya, who were aging together. Their lives. Ica lined up with the other neighbors for 2 bowls of her porridge and Galih.

It turns out that Mira's tea is in line first. While ka Novi queue at the rice manuduk.

Queuing so not felt with the ghibah forum treats about last night's events that made it viral. Tucked there the figure of Ica and Jihad trapped in the brawl between young men who are fighting over dangdut biduan.

Until this morning alone Diki is still being held at the police station, had several times the young man went in and out of the detention house almost because of similar events.

"Neng Ica, don't you want to know the candidate as a neighbor ?" ask a hooded mother.

Ica just smiled, "my huck is not merchandise that must be on display to the neighbors, "his mind, he just remembered if today a new secretary is coming. Suddenly his confidence shrunk and fell to the bottom of the abyss. The fashionable and beautiful shadow of the secretary rotates in Ica's brain.

Ica felt dwarfed, she had even repeatedly reflected her signs of self-worth began to fade.

"How about Jihad smitten with his new secretary? if she is more beautiful than me ? they will often be together !" muttered Ica, this morning Ica who was usually without makeup put a little makeup on her face. Not impressed menor but not pale too.

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"Ji, today a new secretary is coming huh ?" Ica asked, Jihad nodded.

"Yes, why?" he smiled a smile hoping Ica said she didn't like it or jealous.

"What ga, "Ica replied.

"Okay, "the muttered Jihad laughed.

"Ngapain laughs ? rich snarl !" sarcas Ica squinted her eyes.

"What's up, can't you laugh?" ask Jihad.

"Ga, laugh, you're so rich !" answer Ica.

"Emang, "the answer. Ica hit Jihad's shoulder while driving.

"Ouchh.aduhhh.oy Ca.this is again driving, it will crash ! his bar bar is God, guy's girlfriend !" nagel Jihad. Jihad to marginalize his car .

"Ngapain stops ?" ask Ica. Jihad took off his seatbelt and advanced his body, cornered.

"Loe's jealous Ca ?" ask her.

"Gue's jealous ? ntar lebaran elephant !" Ica stared back at Jihad.

"Leave said yes very difficult, look out at jidat loe ! if you're jealous !" say Jihad. The views of the two met, for a moment s3tan passed between the two. Ica bit her lower lip, making the grown man tempted.

"Cup !" Ica widened her eyes, her lips met with the moist lips of Jihad. The gentle touch of Jihad's lips was able to make Ica's heart stop instantly.

"Next time don't bite your rich lower lip again, especially if in front of another guy !" Ica was still frozen in place. Maybe his heart had jumped out of place by now. Jihad has returned to its place and reassembled its seatbelt.

"Loe if jealous tuh looks.so rich people oon, even though actually loe emang oon !" kekeh Jihad's.

"Ga need to do it too ! oon oon gini but you're after it for 6 years !" Ica turned her face to look out the window at the street. He could not cover the blush on his cheeks, his face warmed up for now. Morning was hit by the dawn attack.

"Loe would love her secretary,"

"He's pretty?" ask Ica. Jihad is.

"Still young?" back Jihad nodded.

"Modice?" Jihad asserted. The more bent Ica's face.

Ica stopped a little bit away from the office, from today he will always come down here.

"Gue get down here, afraid that many employees have come !"

"But it's a distance, "

"Get over, deket Ji. Only 5 minutes walk also nyampe !"

"Yes I've seen you from here, later if you've entered the office, I walk !" jihad said, Uca nodded.

"Heart, "say Jihad.

"Yes, "

"What did you have to do, what just now ?" answer Ica. Ica get out of the car.

"The rich old cabe cabean left in the middle of my road, "dumelnya.

Ica walked, Jihad eyes squealed when just a few steps, his ob teammate suddenly came to offer the canegan on Ica. Not to mention Asep who without his permission put his hand on Ica's shoulder.

Ica seemed to blend in with them.

"Sep, don't embrace gini ! loe abis' hands hold what ?!" kelakar Ica brushed Asep's hand away, even though he was making Asep lower his hand. At the back was the eagle's eye watching him.

"Nake it ! I washed my hands, Ca, "he replied.

"Yu's in !" take Budi who is on his duck bike.

Ting !

A message came in on Ica's phone, she opened it.

"I'm watch it !"

Ica turned back, grimacing.

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"Return to origin. Why ? boss no response yes ! kasian, "a new razor-like speech, the word came out of Sari's mouth as Ica walked in.

Ica and the others are not strange with this woman, indeed the model is a syndicator like this, suitable to be a gossip presenter. But over time he said to make Ica ears like the put on a burning stove.

"You are not interesting, you want to get rich whatever you throw away, it will not be responded. Self-conscious !" Ica stood up from her sitting position which was justifying the knot of her shoelace.

"Whose sister says the same? " tanya Ica, Setyani and Budi have moved, ready to be ready if Ica and Sari will fight.

"Yes you are ! who else ?"

"Wahhh, ask to be sent to RS nih horse zebra !" answer Ica.

"To zebra horses, Ca ?!" ask Budi.

"No, the powder is cut to the neck ! rich zebra horses, white items !" answer Ica.

"What did you say ?!" Sari's mother was arrested by Asep.

"Udah mbak, mbak Sari meningan diem deh.ga need to be angry emang reality, anyways fellow teams do not satirize each other that why the hell mbak !" Setyani.

"He who has taken my position, I should change the position of whistling the room Mr Alvian ! he's just a new employee here, "sari snapped.

"Why ? let me spread the same charm of seductive sir Alvian? don't think I don't know ya mbak, if you often ngintipin Pak Alvian passing. Loe chose to eat at the cafe because he wanted to see Mr Alvian right ? continue now who should be self-conscious ?!" ask Ica.

"Awefully reasonable, I was quite self-conscious ko, "he answered inadmissibly, folding both his hands on the haughty chest. Such a thing called poor does not know themselves.

" Yes, it's just admiring, admiring is natural mbak, but it doesn't have to be my satirist as well, don't bother me too !" answer Ica.

"Partially if I'm the same Mr. Alvian what's wrong, why? sari's only just admiring, right ?" back to Ica. Sari could not answer, she instead brushed Asep's hand and walked out of the room.

"Snack !" Ica sarcasm.

"What is the relationship between Ca, you and Mr Alvian?" setyani asked, including the others who had been staring at Ica curiously.

"What's up, "Ica replied.

"Udah ahh, I want to work ! there's a big boss nagging ngomel again !" Ica passes. Plus he was very curious about the new secretary of Jihad.

Seen from behind only a woman who was chatting with Jihad and Mr. Muni was like a Spanish guitar. His hair is long on his back, fashionable as well.

Jihad seemed familiar chatting with him.

"Male men where the same, can not see the clear bit immediately familiar !" his gerrick.

"Mission mission, I'm going through !!" said Ica pushing the wheel of the equipment, a bundle with papau cheeks and lips puckered it.

Jihad licked his lips, as the secretary turned his head.

"That's !!"

"Ka Juwita !!"

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