Small Wife CEO

CHAPTER 3

For a while, Sheila was still sitting on the floor staring at the sharp-eyed figure.

True enough, the sharp-eyed figure like a laser pouncing on his prey was Faishal. Finally, Sheila ventured to speak first. But Syeila herself does not understand, who is wrong here.

“Sorry Om, earlier Syei did not focus his way,” said Syeila while standing.

Faishal was silent for a moment while swooping his brows, then passed without a word.

“Ish really arrogant anyway Om Om arrived immediately go,” said Syeila with pursed her lips

“It's important you don't why Syei, it looks Om was also neremin. Geez, the look in his eyes is sharp and the aura around him is also cold,” said Cici while shivering in horror.

“Iya Ci really, Syeila was so scared to look at her eyes . Eh what do not Om Om gagu huh?  How not to say at all,“ guess Syeila by tapping the index finger on the chin while thinking.

“Maybe Syei, but what do you think Om Om is not clear. Let's find a new collection aja ehehehe,” invite Cici while crying.

“OK, ayok,” says Syeila.

Eventually Syeila and Cici returned to surround the Mall. They walked around the mall for an hour and a half.

Understand yes, the name is also ciwi ciwi, surely an hour and a half is not a long time. Brief even for those whose hobby is shopping while washing their eyes. After an hour and a half they decided to go home.

“Ci, Syeila is enough to buy us ayok home,” pinta Syeila while carrying groceries.

Coincidentally shopping this time Syeila just buy clothes and Cici buy shoes and bags. Understandably Cici is a hobby once collecting shoes and bags. The reason is simple so that every day can be changed.

“Yaudah yuk Syei, afternoon rush too,” replied Cici as it passed.

Finally they went home, and Sheila was still escorted by Cici to the house.

***

“Sore Mom Dad, Princess Syeila who is beautiful already aaaang,” cried Sheila when entering her house.

It has become a habit of Sheila when entering the house, her voice first will greet in the corner of the house.

“Aduh Syeila do not be dressed deh yell yell kayak that, this is home not the forest dear,” Mommy scolded to Sheila, when she saw Syeila passing through the family room

“Who said this is mom's forest?" ask Syeila was too innocent who failed to understand her Mommy's subtle innuendo.

“Gosh my God,” muttered Mommy by kneeling her temple while thinking of a word that would be easily understood by Sheila.

"Here dear, sit beside mommy,” pinta Mommy

“Begini darling, if you go home it do not scream. If there are guests at home or for example Mommy is on the phone it is not nice if you hear or see people. Cook Mommy's beautiful child's behavior is like tarzan who likes to scream,” Mommy details while rubbing the head of Sheila in the hope that her child understands,<TAG1>,

“Ih Mommy kok ngatain his son similar to tarzan anyway,” Syeila sumpul by thumping his lips unsettled,

“Okay Mom, later I will do but do not promise yes, understand Mom already so custom this hehehe,” continued Syeila with his typical grin at the end of the sentence

“Hmmm this kid. Yaudah there clean yourself first, already a musty smell know no!”

“Yeee Mom, wong son scented gini kok in say musty. Bi Yem is a musty Mom because every moment is struggling in the kitchen hahahhah,” explained Sheila with a laugh as she passed to the room

The Mommy can only shake the head with the behavior of the child alone puppet.

Dinner arrived, at dinner, of course, Sheila had to wait to be called down first.

The habit is always waiting to be called first, different in the morning because it coincides with school, so without being called, the call of his heart has been knocked first.

After dinner, Daddy announces departure to bali.

“ Oh yes, dear Daddy had talked with Mommy, to go to Bali we day after morning because his engagement was held the night, so we did not jetleg when attending the event."

“Iya dear, so you can prepare the goods you bring from now. Remember we were there only 3 days dear so brought as necessary yes,” pinta Mommy to Sheila

“Siap Mom, Dad, if so Syeila directly to the room yes, want to prepare the goods first,” replied Syeila, who is not, after that passed to his room to arrange the goods that want to be brought to Bali.

***

After Faishal passed without saying a word to the little girl who was hit to fall, now Faishal was in a special room inside the Mall to monitor how the development of the Mall.

“However? Can anyone explain this report?” faishal said in a cold tone after reading this month's earnings report that had declined.

“Begini Tuan , the results of sales this time have indeed decreased from last month, because we are less alert in responding to existing problems. One of the purchasing power of the community is declining, well that's because now the community is increasingly selective in choosing products. We have analyzed so yesterday we have implemented one solution that is to sell products that are indeed quality products and improve with a comfortable atmosphere, “ explained the Manager detail and straightforward

“ And we did not do the discount update again, because the discount done before her was enough, because, and our target is the upper middle class so it does not have to be with a discount incentive because if it is too excessive, the discount can be like drugs later it will damage the brand itself,” explained further from the Manager

“Lalu selama seminggu ini apakah ada kemajuan dengan strategi yang baru kalian terapkan?” tanya Faishal

“iya Tuan, selama seminggu ini pemasukan mengalami peningkatan,” jawab sang manager lugas

“Baik, tetap pertahankan dan usahakan bulan depan kejadian seperti ini tidak terulang kembali,” tegas Faishal dingin

After doing the 'check, Faishal and his assistant prepared to go home. After arriving at the parking lot, his assistant informed him that Mr. John wanted to meet to discuss their business issues

“Sorry Sir, I have word from Mr.John, that he wants to meet now to discuss business because tomorrow he has to go back to Paris,” explained David to Faishal

“Stop call me Master, now we are outside so we as friends”, said Faishal with great emphasis

“But Tuan..” said David was cut off

“Loe denger no I said what?” faishal

“Iye iye I denger,” grumbled David

“How do we go about this ? Uncle loe is sure to meet discuss business,” continued David reminded that his uncle invited to meet

John is Faishal's uncle who now resides in Paris with his family. Only occasionally come to Indonesia if there is family or business affairs.

“Hmm Uncle that, well we go directly to the hotel where Uncle stayed,” Faishal explained a little annoyed.

“Definitely Uncle discussed not far from it,” guman faishal that can only be accompanied by him alone while getting into the car.

The journey from Mall Z to the hotel where his uncle lodging is not so far away, it only takes 30 minutes

to get there. As Faishal suspected, his uncle must have discussed more about marriage than work.

Understandably, most of his cousin's cousins are already married, not even a few who already have a baby. Naturally, if his Uncle feels kasian to his brother Abian, because it always complains with the behavior of his son who is very difficult to get married.

So, every time you meet to discuss work, your uncle also mentions when to get married.

Finally the meeting with his Uncle was completed, although actually in this meeting it can be said that the discussion of work problems only ranged from 25% and the rest about Faishal's life problems, he said, but for Faishal it didn't matter because his Uncle would continue like that until Faishal was married.

Arriving home, Faishal got out of the car and let his assistant take his car.

“ Son do not forget to shower immediately after that dinner do not wait to be called, Mommy and Aunt want to prepare first,” Mommy said when she saw her son who just entered the house.

“Good Mom,” Faishal replied with a forced smile as he passed towards his room

“Hopefully you can find his successor Son,” muttered the Mommy in heart with a sad view of the fate that befell his only puppet son.

***

When Faishal was in the room, he immediately rushed to take a bath after it went down to dinner which was already awaited Mommy and Daddy.

After dinner, they are now gathered in the family room. Yes, gathering in the family room is like a mandatory agenda for them to talk about the activities they live today.

“How did Son trouble in Mall Z?” ask Daddy directly to see the problem in one of the malls

“Aman kok Dad, next month I am sure the income will be stable again,” explained Faishal briefly

“Oke Daddy trust you Son,” said Daddy while thinning his smile

“It's his business, “ said mommy cut off the discussion of the child and his Daddy

“Inget yes, you have to take care of your leave, we leave the day after morning so as not to jetleg fit in the show fiancee children temen Mommy if the departure mepet,” pinta Mommy can not be disturbed

“ well Mom, I will take care of,” Faishal replied resignedly

Eventually the chatter continued to be dominated by Mommy and Daddy.

“Mom, Dad, I'm sleepy, I want to go to the room first yes,” pinta Faishal who immediately stepped into his room without waiting for his parents' response.

“Until when does Dad Faishal stay that way?” asked Mommy after sighing heavily, while her eyes looked at the back of her son who had disappeared in front

“We just pray Mom,” replied Daddy who also looks resigned.

Inside Faishal's room became her, fragile and lonely instead of her cold, untouchable self.  Outside, Faishal was cold untouched, just to cover up the fragility that was on him. 

But when he was alone he was always a very fragile and indeterminate person who was very visible from the look of his eyes.

Open her drawer next to her bed. Taken a photo of a woman, swiped the photo with great feeling. It was a picture of the woman, a picture she took in silence.

“Until when do I have to be like this, why is it so hard to forget you. Is falling in love this painful? It feels like I can't afford to fall in love and open my heart again,” Faishal murmured inwardly with glassy eyes and deep eyes glaring at the photo.

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TBC…