Me VS Crazy CEO's

Mad CEO, antipainstream

Jihad is like a man who has just returned from the dead. People look at him in disbelief.

Likewise Ica, they no longer underestimate the girl, after Jihad published their relationship.

"Do I have to call my mother ?" ask Bu Andar.

"It's a ma'am, "Ica replied, this is what she doesn't want, people get awkward with her.

"That's !!!" peekkik Setyani's.

"Anya ?!" Ica.

"Woahhh ! boss mom candidate, didn't expect Ca ?! how's boss ? healthy right ? really yesterday the boss escaped death ?" the rumors spread quickly.

"Well, Setya.." Ica's smile.

"When to stop by the cleaning room !" Setyani.

"Yes, I haven't played there in a long time ! how is it still the same ?" tanya Ica still held a stack of reports in her hands.

"Still, the rumor is he said mbak Sari deket same one of the employees here !" Setyani.

"Widihhhh, cool ! there's an increase, keep loe how are you?" ask Ica.

"Still gini aja Ca, "

"Let's rest stop by, I buy food warteg, I'm happy again ! still like cheap food, right Ca ?" setyani Goda.

"Oh yeah ?! pibesdey Setya, ck.don't do that ! I still love what smells like for free !" Ica Laughter.

Ica has changed status, but not with the nature and personality of its sahajanya.

"Newly I modeled the future wife CEO, his wish free food warteg !" setyani replied, Ica chuckled.

"I used to work first ! my stomach still needs snacks, my campus still needs to be paid, " replied Ica.

"The spirit of a dime fighter !!" setyani replied, Ica chuckled.

"My chatter is now the same red sheet of blue, Setya !"

Jihad is still at home for permission, as are Muni and Juwita.

"Hallooooo ferguso, cabelita and bulgozooo !!!!" Ica opened the clean room door and exclaimed with a swish full of drinks and snacks.

Inside there is Asep, Budi and Setyani.

"Hahahaha, there's nothing else what it calls ! feel in marimar movie I'm !" reply Budi.

"Someone misses the same hygienist of the cleaning room ?!" tanya Ica took off her heels.

"That's my surprise !!!" asep and Setyani.

"How are you guys ?!"

"Well well.this is the ash pick-up that turned into Cinderella, "Asep replied.

"Hahahaha, where is it ! loe's nickname is less asem !"

Ica joined sitting on the floor and ate from a packet of brown rames rice.

"Hemmm, I'm hungry !" Ica nodded her head.

"Gue thought that if you were a candidate for the wife of the CEO of rich loe food then Sari must be in the office cafeteria ?" ask Asep who feeds each item of rice using his hands.

"Expensive ! check my wallet at the end of the month, back again to the same warteg instant noodles !" answer Ica.

They laughed, the future wife of the CEO was human, apparently he did not take advantage of the goodness of the Jihad wallet. Ica is not a human being.

"Enak eat tuh if there is a male candidate, if he leave gini auto giggak is !" answer Ica.

"Emang never sent money Ca ? that's pocket money ?" ask Budi.

"Gue who refused, atm card that he loved I never used, still intact, still diplastikin, it's not ethical ! I'm still a candidate, if samo ga so keep loe tell me money, loe want ? at least I still have my self-esteem upheld, I have not been his responsibility. Unless bargained, dijajanin is different again !"

They nodded nodding in agreement with the principle of so sacred Ica.

"When did you marry ?"

"First month, "

"Wahhh, soon I have to get a new shirt !" Setyani.

Amidst their casual chatter, Sari walked in with her glass face. Fourthly silent.

"Bak, eat ?!" bargain fourth.

"Here join mbak !" bring Ica.

"That's right, don't be so good !" he answered, his eyes were swollen and swollen, he took his bag.

"Tell my boss permission to get sick, huweekkk !" he closed his mouth running to the bathroom.

They're still dumbass.

"From my words is something wrong ?" ask Ica.

It feels like whatever he says is always wrong in the eyes of mbak Sari. They're shaken.

"You must enter the heart, Ca ! he is that guy !" Setyani.

"Don't you feel, the end of this mbak Sari often moody as often permission sick ?!" asep asked in a whisper.

"Huh ?! what's up, what's up?? is there anything I've been through ?" tanya Ica licked her finger that was wrapped in sambal.

"A lot of onengs, "Asep's circus.

"Since dating with Mr Bayu ?" ask Budi.

Apparently his friend ob is the best eye here. Understand, they can be wherever they want, with clean reasons.

"Which Bayu sir ?" ask Ica.

"Ih sir Bayu is a famous old playboy, widower, I was often tempted !" Setyani.

"Huh ?! there are also such employees here ?" ask Ica.

"There are, it is thought that the work here gods all ?!" answer Asep.

"Keep ?!" Ica put the rice back in her mouth.

"They often walk the street, but this week they often fight in the corridor, until Sari nangis nangis !" Setyani.

"It is rather than being cut off with old bandot until the whole thing ! guys are still many kaliiii !" answer Ica.

"I have seen Mr. Bayu walk with another girl, " replied Budi.

"Keep ?!" ask Ica curiously. The three friends were instantly silent as they looked towards the back of Ica.

The man crouched down next to Ica, "you're doing kepo as much as people's business, "

"Astagfirullahaladzim !" Ica was surprised.

"Bee, surprise me.." grinned Ica.

"That chili's gnarled in the teeth !" answer Jihad who wears casual clothes following Ica.

"What are you doing here ? are you still resting ?" ask Ica. Without shame or fear of being dirty, Jihad sat down with them. There is a sense of disdain from the three friends ob Ica.

"I'm looking for lunch together, but you're not in the general division room, he said you're here ! when I see you again open the ghibah forum !" answer Jihad.

"I'm sorry Mr. Alvian, " said Setyani swallowing her hard food.

"It's okay, don't worry !" answer Jihad.

"Obviously, don't get rich again facing the president, "Ica replied.

"You're a long way out here to make lunch ?" Ica asked, Jihad nodded. Ica plucks and clenches the rice along with the side dishes.

"Open his mouth ! aaa !" Ica feeds Jihad like a child, even these three men just gap made, what kind of luxury courtship is this. Now the poor want to look rich, and they ?

Ica and Jihad had finished eating in the clean room, Ica and Jihad came out of the room.

But his steps came to a halt when he heard the sound of women crying from the bathroom.

"Bee, denger no ?!" ask her.

"What ? the sound of your full stomach ?" ask Jihad.

"No, rich is crying !" whisky Ica. Ica went into the bathroom, Jihad followed.

Ica put her ear in each bathroom cubicle makes Jihad curious.

"Bak Sari is rich !" muttering Ica, as the door handle moved, Ica reflexively pulled Jihad into the empty bathroom next to her to hide. They both hide in the bathroom.

"Why did you take me to the bathroom ? just to make someone cry ?" ask Jihad, Ica smother Jihad listening to the voice of complaining Sari. The two were without distance, making the pounding in the heart of Jihad even more rapidly pumping, his blood rippling.

"You know this way I don't want to give it to you mas, you br3ngs3k !!!" Sari finally came out of the bathroom, after feeling safe, Ica heaved a sigh of relief.

"Why smile smile ?" ask Ica.

"You don't want to make a scandal with that CEO, yank?" ask Jihad.

"Ga ngacoo !!" Ica rubbed the rough face of Jihad and opened the bathroom door handle.

"Your hands still smell of sambel ! haphazardly !!" nagel Jihad, Ica laugh, can sekamvreet it they, since the past never changed.

"Truly the bakwan ! just this time a CEO sampe crammed in the bathroom just to menggupingin his ob mewek ! falling is already the CEO's self-esteem, the "nagging of Jihad.

"When again bee, are you the crazy CEO, anti-mainstream !" exciting Ica.

Ica saw something left behind by Sari on the edge of the sink. A flat object and a long striped red 2.

"Bee, that's what !" show Ica grabbing that thing.

"It's..."

"It's a tespeck, right ? tools that like to dipake Mira tea or ka Novi if you want to know what is pregnant," said Ica.

"Don't..mbak Sari ?!"

"Pregnant times, justin aja. Repot ! come out later thought we were doing in the bathroom, if you want to meet together at the hotel, at the inn all ! classy ngajak together in the bathroom, rich high school boy who just !" nagel Jihad.

"You want it !"

Ica stopped her steps, "bee, when I was at your house the other day, we slept one bed.You can't say what I am, right ?!" suddenly Ica just thought and held her stomach. Jihad laughed a little, a nosy idea arose in his brain

"Ga tau, the richness is just...."

"What's bee's kiss ?" tanya Ica frantically shook Jihad's arm.

"Why ? you haven't come in months ?" tanya Jihad is teasing Ica.

"We don't do it. It's bee, anu loh !" answer the ambiguous Ica.

"What do you love ?!! when you wake up, what does it hurt ?" ask Jihad.

"What's sick ?!" Ica has panicked, it's not cool if they do it when it's not legitimate, especially Ica does not remember.

Jihad is moving away.

"Beee !!!! rese ihhh !"

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