Small Wife CEO

Small Wife CEO
Chapter 124



Go to Natasha and Faishal. The atmosphere around them both turned gripping. A cold aura instantly exuded from Faishal's body. “Explain.” Highlight Faishal's sharp eyes always looked at Natasha coldly.


Natasya tried to calm herself down first before replying. “ Earlier I apologized Ai..”


“FAI,” says Faishal full of emphasis. “Ehmm, yes max Fai. Excuse me. It's my fault. The day after Naura was taken care of and you no longer came, she was furious.  I've explained to Naura, but she doesn't believe me. She kept getting angry and kept asking to go home from the hospital.”


“Sorry too, because I brought my daughter to work. Because from the morning he nanyain you keep Fai.”


“I. That's why I brought her here hoping you'd help me get to Naura Fai.” That's all Natasha can explain. Natasha was self-conscious, she could no longer expect Faishal. Natasha knew what it was like to be betrayed, so she now regretted ever thinking of taking Faishal from his wife.


Actually Faishal did not want to explain what to Naura. Faishal wants Natasha to tell his daughter, because Faishal can't hurt a plain boy who doesn't know what.


But if it's like this, Faishal can do what. “Good. Call your daughter here, let me do the talking.” Finally, that word came out from Faishal's mouth.


“Naura here babe.” Naura who is basically a submissive child immediately headed towards her mother.


“Maafin mommy yes son. Here sit near mom, Om want to talk.” Naura's eyes were rounded, when her mother said Faishal was Om, not papah.


Suddenly the memory of yesterday's conversation with his mother flashed. Although Naura is still a child, but Naura is smart. Naura's intelligence is above that of an average child her age. Naura is small who was never liked by children her age and often got bullied for not having papah, making Naura spend her time with mamah and her ART. Naura often refuses when invited to gather with her peers.


 In addition, the frequent ranking of Natasya who always invites Naura to discuss, it also has an impact on Naura's mindset. So the current conversation, Naura quite understood. And now Naura is scared. Afraid of not having any more papah. Naura was already comfortable with Faishal who was commonly called her papa. Naura tried to protest to her mother.


“Kok Om heck mah. This is papah Nola.”  Naura, who was a child, put forward her ego more than her logic. As long as Papah Faishal did not forbid it and accepted it, Naura would still call him Papah. Naura wants Papah, to shut her friend's mouth. In addition, Naura also missed her papa embrace.


Naura walked closer to Faishal, but had not yet gotten close to Faishal's place, Naura stiffened when she heard Faishal's words, “Bener Naura. I'm not your Papah. I'm just a friend of your mother's. How much better you call me Om.”


Naura remained silent in her position now. Naura's eyes are glassy, “Papah lied right? Papah, Papah Nola is it Pah?” The small chest tightness of Naura, and the twisting of tears was inevitable.


“No Naura. I'm not your Papah. Ask your mom.”


Deg, hearing Fashal's words, suddenly Naura looked at Natasha with an angry look, “Mamah liar. Nola hates momah.”


 Naura throws her mama tablet until it cracks. After that Naura ran out of Faishal's room


which happens to not be closed. While Natasya was shocked to see her new child this time giving an eye look as if saying that she was very angry and hated him.


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On the other hand, Sheila who is currently in a taxi is busy calling with her friend, who else if not Cici.


“Jeez, yes Yes Cici. Sorry late, this is Sheila already want to reach kok.” Syeila in omelin abis abisan by Cici, because it has not arrived.


“Petan. It's me the same Mia has been waiting for almost half an hour,” exclaimed Cici.


“Iya yes it wants to arrive. Bye, Sheila close.” Sheila hung up the phone, and Syeila's eyes accidentally ran down the street.


Syeila's eyes rounded surprised, “Awas Paaaak. There is a child keciiiiiiiil,” Pekik Syeila, and.


Ciiiiiiiiiiiit, c,


Bruuuuugk…


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