My Beloved CEO's
Memories
The deg!
I don't know why Freya's heart feels so tight. He held his chest, his breathing was hard to regulate.
“You why, Freya?” ask Daryan worriedly.
Freya's breathing could not be controlled, even he had to catch his breath and it made his body limp. Daryan quickly carried the woman towards the car park.
Braagh!
“Pak Daryan?” clara cried confused to see the face of Daryan who was so worried about the position carrying Freya.
“Pak, do I need to ask the driver to drive you?” Clara followed Daryan, running.
Daryan's legs were so long, that he made his footsteps so fast.
“No need Secretary Clara. I'll drop Freya off, and please contact the Royal Hospital to set up a VIP room!” tell Daryan to Clara.
“Good, Mr Daryan!” Clara nodded and returned to her desk to contact the hospital immediately.
By stepping on the gas pedal so powerful, the luxury car Bugatti La Voiture Noire output from the French country is traveling at unlimited speed.
‘Why is his facial expression the same as Yaya's, at the time he left me for good?!’
***
“Mr Jefferson, it looks like Ian and Yaya will grow up to be handsome and beautiful men and women. Have we not tried to match them since childhood?” said the man who had a simple smile to his best friend.
Heh!
The man who was sitting casually in the flower garden, in his luxurious residence smiled happily.
He sipped a sip of tea while answering the question of his business partner, “I just wanted to say this, Mr. Burton. I totally agree with your opinion, anyways see the closeness of Ian and Yaya make me happy.”
“If Yaya is 23 years old and Ian is 27 years old we will have a wedding in my homeland, in London,” Burton told his friend.
“I agree,” sahut Jefferson.
They've only known each other for a year, in the project of building a property and pharmaceutical business in New York. However, these two middle-aged men were already very familiar, even they would marry each of his daughter's sons someday.
“Yaya Darling, here Son. Waah bidadari very beautiful father,” said Burton while hugging his little daughter.
Ian also approached his father.
The man who since childhood has a princely face like in the fairyland whispered to his father, “Pa, Yaya's face is very beautiful huh. Can Ian marry her when she grows up?”
Hearing the words of his 14-year-old only son, Jefferson made a sigh of laughter. He did not think, Ian could already know a beautiful girl.
Jefferson's face flushed red, he covered his lips. He tried so hard to keep his laughter out of sight of his little son.
“Pa, why? Is there something wrong with Ian?” the little man asked, holding his father's arm.
Ian always looked at Yaya with a sparkling gaze, he wanted to live together with this first love forever.
Similarly, Yaya, he sees Ian as a figure who can keep him from nosy children who like to disturb him.
“Yaya, when I grow up, will you be my wife?” Ian always said sweet things to Yaya.
The beautiful girl nodded.
Suddenly, a devastating earthquake struck New York City 13 years ago.
At that moment, Ian and Yaya were playing. But unfortunately, Yaya was buried in particles of ruins.
Ian tries hard to save Yaya, but unfortunately since then his first love and business partner father has no news at all.
***
In the VIP room, Daryan dreamed about it back.
“Aaaa! No!” He shouted loudly beside Freya who was lying on her back in the gurney.
Hussh! Huussh!
Daryan regulated his breathing. “Hah! I was dreaming!” he said while holding the chest.
Until now, the events of 13 years ago were events that he could not forget.
He was very sorry, if he had more power at that time, then Yaya would have survived and maybe they would have become a couple today.
But memories are just memories, Yaya's shadow always haunts Daryan.
I don't know why, ever since he met Freya. Daryan seems to see an adult version of Yaya, but she insists her first love has a meek nature. Unlike Freya who is very rude and like men, likes to jump a death blow.
“There is no way this woman is Yaya!” muttered.
With detail he saw the face of Freya who was still lying helpless.
“Does he have asthma? The doctor said he had suffered a tremendous trauma? What kind of trauma did he experience that made him like this?” chirp Daryan holding soft Freya's cheek.
Unknowingly, the man who could be said to be hard to be interested in this woman immediately let go of her gentle touch.
“Gosh! Why would I touch her? Am I just swept away by Yaya's memories? But there's no way Freya is Yaya, my first love face is like an angel. Very different from this woman!”
Daryan looked back at Freya's face, but it was true that the more she saw in detail Freya was exactly with Yaya.
This man also noticed the necklace that Freya was wearing.
“It looks like yesterday-yesterday he did not wear jewelry on his neck,” muttered Daryan while wanting to see the necklace toy.
Huh!
When he saw the toy from the necklace, Daryan was surprised. His eyeballs grew bigger and his hands trembled, he suddenly shed tears.
“The blue jewel I gave Yaya first!”
Seriate.
