Small Wife CEO

Chapter 131

 “Shaaaang. Surpriseeeee.” Sheila who saw the door open turned her head and shouted loudly, the rudder walked scattering hugging her husband's body.

Sheila draped her hands around her husband's neck, “Honey. Surprise.” Once again Sheila spoke and gave a brief kiss on her husband's cheek. While Faishal just blinked his eyes trying to understand the situation that was happening now.

“Beautiful sister,” great-grandson Naura calls Sheila.

Sheila who was still holding her hand around Faishal's neck, gasped, forgot because there was Naura here. “Eh yes, dear here deh.” Sheila pulled Faishal who was still confused by his current state. Sheila and Naura were in one room. When did they meet and become familiar?

Moreover, Faishal was very afraid that Naura would complain to Sheila about Naura calling herself papah. Faishal did not want Sheila to hear this from someone else's mouth.  Which leads to misunderstanding of him.

“Oh yes Naura, this, husband sister. Em, you call Om only, because it is not suitable if called sister hihihi,” exclaimed Sheila when she and her husband had sat herself on the sofa.

“Iy-Yes Kak.” Naura looked sad and her lips trembled withholding tears. And Syeila realized that.

“Hey, why are you crying again?” ask Sheila, then bring Naura into her arms. After Syeila, hugs are the most powerful sedative when we are fragile. Sheila tried to calm Naura down with her embrace.

“Kangen papah,”cicit Naura quietly, but still heard by Sheila.  Sheilla released her embrace, then cupped Naura's face. “Hey you miss papah?” Naura nodded. “Quiet well, husband brother will help you to find papah.”

“Yes right baby?” sheila turned to Faishal. Faishal was shocked, whether Sheila knew about Naura's problem. But unkempt Faishal also replied, “Iya dear.”

Naura, who was not expecting Faishal anymore, could finally smile, and imagined that she would soon meet her papah, “True Kak?”

“Iya dear, right.”

“You continue to eat it,” continued Syeila. “Good sister.” Naura again devoured her burger which was not finished yet.

While Faishal who had normalized himself back immediately turned Sheila to face towards him. Oh yes, Faishal, Sheila and Naura are sitting on a sofa chair that does fit all three of them with Sheila in the middle,”Honey, why can you meet with Naura?”

“You already know Yang?” Syeila turned her head slightly. “Iya Yang's. I know that he's my secretary's son.” Faishal keeps trying to control his heart work above normal, hoping that she doesn't know the real story yet.

“Ohhhh, true meaning she's aunt secretary's daughter,. That day blab la bla..” Sheila tells the beginning of the meeting with Naura who almost got hit by a taxi, then asked for ice cream until Naura finally grieved because she had been lied to by her mother.

During Syeila's storytelling, Faishals often held their breath, I don't know Faishal ketar ketir, fearing there would be a time bomb from the story of Sheila. Faishal remained silent waiting for Sheila to finish her story, “You know Yang, what lies did her mother Naura make?”

“Kakak.” Naura interrupts the story of Sheila making attention to Syeila focus on Naura. “Iya Naura.”

“Bulgel Nola has finished kak.” Naura lowered her head before continuing her speech, “But Nola is still lapal.” Sheila was fatigued by Naura's attitude. “Jeez, you're still a laper huh?” Naura nods cutely, adds to her timidity, makes Sheila unknowingly shuffle Naura's hair, “Yaudah, sister readyin first.”