Me VS Crazy CEO's

Final hope

"Ca, eat first," Kara already holds a plate of rice, the spoon has been filled with rice and side dishes. Ica's eyes are really swollen. Only the headbands Kara got.

Ica is really messed up, he is still in the Jihad residence.

"Gue wants to go to the airport !" Ica left the sofa she had been sitting on for almost 5 hours. Aunt Vivi as her birth mother was not as upset as Ica. He really saw the sincerity of Ica to his eldest son.

"Wait here !" now Kara's tone sounds firm.

"Gue must pick up Jihad, Ra ! I used to refuse and refuse to pursue ! I don't want to lose it a second time !! I have to pick up Jihad !"

"Loe what do you want there ?! after all Jihad's father, ka Milo, brother loe is also there, definitely ngabarin ! loe wants to be there and continue to swipe only so that you can read the name of Jihad doang in the manifest data ? loe hasn't eaten, you fucked up ! if you are faint or weak, who wants to do it ?! you can just repotin it in there !"

"But I want to get closer to Jihad !!" Ica collapses on the carpet under the chair. Aunt Vivi cupped her shoulders and hugged Ica.

Kara calls Milo, because Ica and Vivi's aunt are forcing her way to the airport.

Kara nodded, "but you must eat first !" pinta Kara, Ica nodded, just a few mouthfuls, Ica felt the food was bland for her.

"Tante, can I pinch Jihad's jacket ?" pinta Ica, aunt Vivi nodded.

"May you love, would you like to take it yourself or would you like a aunt to get it ?" tanyakanya.

"Come on your own, "

"Jihad room on the right, " replied aunt Vivi. So gontai step Ica towards the room of the lover. Ica grabbed the handle of the room door and opened it, her tears melted again, the scent of Jihad perfume this morning still filled the room, his eyes captured a photograph showing a portrait of himself with Jihad on a bedside table. Ica grabbed a jacket from the hanger, the jacket Jihad had worn before. Ica hugged her and smelled greedy, the girl put it on, though her body sank, at least she felt Jihad close to her. He felt that at this time the one daddy was hugging him. Ica then went out and down the stairs.

"Come on, Ra !" pinta Ica Parau, too long crying made her voice choked out, her family at home already knew it, Riski and Galih were even at the airport, caring for her future sister-in-law.

"Sir to the airport !" pinta Kara on the driver.

When the time shows at 7 pm, let alone think of bathing, Ica still wears her office clothes only wrapped in a Jihad jacket.

"Ca ! why come here ?" riski asked, as he was gathering with the Jihad and Milo family.

"Where is Riza, Mil.mas Braja?" ask aunt Vivi.

"Om was again called and DNA samples were taken at the antemortem post with Juwita's father and Muni's son" Milo replied regretfully. Ica was crying again, as if her tears were never ending. Hearing the word DNA and the post antemortem gave him goosebumps, he felt Jihad was getting further along with him. Ica tightened her embrace on the maroon-red jacket.

"Ca !" Kara rubbed Ica's back, tightly hugging her Jihad jacket.

"Prophe Ca, pray that Jihad is fine, "

"What's the latest, baby ?" ask Kara.

Ica and Aunt Vivi looked up anxiously, hoping for some good news, but as if God was testing them more deeply. Milo looked nervous and excited, I don't know what to say to these three women.

Milo glanced at Riski and her father for an opinion, both nodding.

Milo scrolls his cell phone, this photo he got from the rescue team and he photographed it himself when he saw the evidence with om Riza.

"Oh my God !!! that's Jihad's laptop bag !" answer Ica. He remembered that before leaving, Ica bought a bag, as well as Jihad who bought a new laptop bag for Ica's choice.

"Ca...Oh..!!" Riski and Galih catch her sister who is decaying on the airport floor, and when Braja helps Vivi's aunt, Kara hugs Milo.

"It's not possible, is it, baby ? " ask Kara to cry.

"By, it's Juwita's." point Milo at Juwita's tote bag, as well as the contents of the identity, mobile phone, wallet and other items floating above sea level. Rayhan was not less bad, the plan he would propose to Juwita after his business was finished. Aunt Vivi suddenly fainted and fainted.

"Aante !!!" Milo and Galih helped lift and take him to the health room available at the airport.

Ica does not believe, will only feel the sweetness of the relationship with Jihad only briefly.

"Gue nyesel Ra, "he muttered with a bitter face and an empty look.

"Ca, you want to go home now ?" asked Riski and Galih, Ica shook her head.

"Gue still wants to be here, waiting for the Jihad bang, "they look at Kara.

"Let Ica take care of bang, brother came home, bang Riski same bang Galih from noon already here, " replied Kara.

"Thanks Ra, "

"Ca, I'm the same Galih back first, later if there's anything about the phone, I'm the same Galih ntar back here again !" riski said, Ica nodded.

"Patient Ca, I know loe strong, loe adek me the most powerful !" a brief peck on Ica's forehead as a form of caring and strength from Riski and Galih.

"Ra, I'm tipping Ica yes, if there's a phone, "

"Yes bang, heart of heart !" answer Kara.

Milo put his suit on Kara's shoulder, and hugged her.

"Take Ica to eat at the cafe, you haven't eaten either ? it will hurt" said Milo rubbed Kara's cheek.

"I'm not hungry yet" Kara replied.

"Who is hungry when rich gini, but you have to eat !" milo said, his sharp eyes did not want to be denied by his wife.

"Yes, baby, "

"Ca, we sit in cafe yu, so we can be calmer !" pointing Kara at one of the cafes at the airport, Ica nodded, her stomach was indeed very hungry, but her taste was numb.

Kara ordered 2 cups of hot chocolate, and one cup of coffee latte.

"Honey, "Kara brought the order and presented it to Milo and Ica.

"Ca, drink first ! if you want to continue crying please, but first fill the energy to mewek !" kelakar Milo, but Ica did not respond, instead Kara who punched her husband's shoulder slowly.

"Ca, I'm sure Jihad must be good, daddy we'll be tough Ca. His only life is 9, rich cat !" the fingers that had been attached to the binding ring from Milo were holding Ica's hand.

"Who is dear ?" ask Kara.

"I told you to go home with the driver, Riza nemenin aunt Vivi in the health room."

It's 10 p.m., but there's no news, Kara falls asleep in the waiting chair. Milo hugged her in his suit.

"Thanks, you guys are willing to wait for rich gini, " said Ica.

"Before you know each other, Jihad was rich my own brother Ca, " replied Milo.

The sound of Milo's phone ringing, Milo had a little trouble taking his phone from inside his pants pocket because it was holding Kara's body.

"Hallo !"

"When, where ? send the data now !"

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