My Beloved CEO's
Drunk Asmara
Daryan was really like a madman. Or if it could be described as like a vampire thirsting for blood.
His body was now like a clay worm that could not stand still. Pacing in front of the desk until making Clara do not know what to do.
“Quick call the woman using my phone!” Daryan gave me his phone.
Clara was very confused, because today the boss who was known to be ignorant suddenly displayed a strange behavior.
“Good Mr. Daryan.” Clara took Daryan's phone while looking down.
Tut! Tut!
On the other hand Freya was busy taking care of her students for lunch.
“Ayoo kids, it's time to eat. But wait, Mother Eya wants to ask who here does not like to eat vegetables?” freya asked so kindly in Lyli's class.
Almost all the children raised their hands. This makes Freya sad, because every child must be served food that is high in nutrition.
Under the pretext he immediately hid the vegetables under the bread they ate, so that the children did not notice.
After she finished doing her job, Freya took a short break and checked her phone which was placed in the bag.
When looking at the screen of the phone, Freya's eye bead enlarges.
“There were 110 calls from the man?!”
He was really surprised, what made Daryan to call Freya that much.
“Is this related to Kelvin who has not yet entered school?” Estimates Freya who still holds her phone.
This beautiful woman did not directly contact Daryan, she only sent a short message to the arrogant man.
‘What sir did you call me that much?’
In the room Clara who was so tired because since then Daryan always told her to contact Freya was getting up from the sofa.
The dreet! The dreet!
“Pak Daryan, Miss Freya sends you a message!” clara shouted so happily.
Because if Freya has contacted Daryan, automatically Clara will be given permission to continue her work that piles up.
The eyes of the man who was crazy made by Freya were enlarged. Suddenly he told read what the contents of the message from the woman who was waiting for news.
“Said Miss Freya, why did you call her that much?” clara said as she stared at Daryan's phone screen.
This man scrunched his forehead.
Daryan did not finish thinking, Freya answered ketus after this man called until that much.
“What? He just asked like that? Did he never think at all, I've been waiting for him since, huh?” daryan shouted towards Clara.
When this shocked the 26-year-old woman, she stepped back in fear of Daryan's screams like wild beasts.
‘Worked for 3 years with him here, the first time I saw his stressed face when not on the phone with a woman. Isn't Mr Daryan's girlfriend Miss Anya?’ Clara monologues.
Clara again asked the man who now opened the suit and his hair was a mess.
“Sorry Sir, so what should I do se...?”
Daryan cut off Clara's question, “Call her now, Clara! Quickly say he should be here right now!”
Gluey!
Clara could only nod her head and carry out Daryan's orders.
He soon contacts Freya with speakers deliberately brought up so that Daryan can hear them too.
Clara : “Good afternoon Miss Freya, sorry to interrupt your time.”
Freya : “Ohh, not Mr Daryan? Good afternoon too, sorry for any need to contact me?”
Clara : “Sorry Miss, Mr. Daryan is currently in the thugs and he wants to meet with Miss at the head office.”
Freya : “Sorry today I have teaching activities, anyways later in the afternoon I will go to His residence.”
Clara turned her head towards Daryan, she wanted to ask what to say next.
Daryan whispered, “Say, I'm dying to have to meet him right now!”
Clara nagging.
“Good job, Marlene. Thank you for helping me!”
Clara just nodded slowly while looking at her forced smile.
“Okay well, you may leave my room,” tell Daryan.
Finally Clara was able to escape from the prison made by this strange man.
However, out of curiosity Clara asked a little about the woman named Freya.
“Pak, sorry in advance. Is Miss Freya is ..”
“She is a crazy woman who drives me crazy, Clara.” Daryan seemed to know his secretary's questions that led to Kelvin's surrogate mother.
The man's answer made Clara even more dizzy and confused. Then without asking again, Clara immediately left Daryan's luxurious room.
‘It looks like Mr. Daryan is in a romantic hangover,” Clara said inwardly.
Freya is still confused by what the unknown woman said on Daryan's phone.
Seeing Freya confused, Margaret approached her.
“Bu Freya what are you thinking?” ask the school leader.
Freya was surprised, she was not aware that the headmaster was in plain sight. He immediately shook his head slowly, “No Ma'am, this is just ..”
“Try tell,” pinta Margaret.
Freya told me about the phone she received.
Puk!
Margaret hit Freya on the shoulder slowly, and she looked into the young woman's eyes.
“Bu, hurry to Mr. Daryan's office at this time. I'm sure Mr. Daryan needs Mom now,” pinta Margaret.
“But Mom, what about the kids? They haven't had a nap,” elak Freya worries about those adorable proteges.
“Do not worry about children, there are still many other teachers who can take care of them. Ma'am, I think Mr. Daryan has an interest in Mom. So that he always contributes to the stability of this foundation, I beg you to meet him now!”
Unable to resist anymore, Freya immediately went to Daryan's headquarters.
On the way he still imagines what his leader says about Daryan.
‘What, that guy is interested in me?’
“Why doesn't the man go to the hospital alone? Why should I go there?” he muttered about Daryan's request which was so strange.
It's at Daryan's luxury office. He was greeted with guards. It turns out that Daryan has seen cctv.
Daryan orders the guards to immediately deliver Freya to his room.
A few minutes later.
Clara lowered her head at the moment Freya wanted to see Daryan.
“Welcome Miss Freya, has been since Mr. Daryan waiting for you,” said Clara friendly.
Freya smiled and paid her respects as well.
Geck! Geck!
“Log in, the door is not in lock!” yelled Daryan in the room.
‘Okay, I have to look normal. I can't be nervous like this!’ chirp Daryan in the heart when Freya wants to see him.
Clara moved her hand, directing Freya to enter.
“Please Miss Freya.”
Freya lowered her head.
However, by the time he entered. He only saw Daryan who was carrying a newspaper and sitting casually on his throne.
“You? Aren't you having a fever?”
Seriate.
