The CEO's Successor Wife

Chapter 17 Visit to the House

“ Bye all, see you tomorrow!” pamit Freya's.

“ Bye...!” reply Arsy and Cakra who headed to their car – each.

“ Sure you don't want to be in between?” ask Darren as he passes Freya.

“ Sure, already there quickly accompany mother. I'll be coming during Ezra.” operation Said Freya shaking – shaking her hand to drive Darren away.

“ Alright, you're busy erratically yes. Heart – hearts on the way! Titip greetings with children – children.”

Said Darren who immediately drove his car.

“ Iyaaa...basic chatty.” Freya shouted as Darren's car was already away.

Freya sped up her pace to quickly arrive at the parlour. For several weeks he had not visited the home where he grew up.

Previously, Freya bought a hand for – children in the form of snacks and fruit – fruits.

Once felt enough, Freya immediately headed for the stop that coincided with the bus destination also arrived.

“ Ah! Just a few weeks not here, kangen also feels. This time I will cook dinner for children – children.” Freya muttered looking at the gate of the orphanage and immediately rushed inside.

After greeting the security sir, Freya immediately entered the house welcomed by the children cheerfully.

“ Brother Freyaaaaa.” Their screams immediately approached Freya and hit her body.

“ Why is the new sister coming? We think brother has forgotten us.” Said one of the orphanage children who was about 12 years old named Glen.

“ Sorry! Of course, you will not forget. lately sister's work is very piled up you know sendirkan brother in the sales section so because sister's office will release new products so sister is also a little busy to promote it.” Obviously Freya so that children – children home does not feel disappointed.

“ Thank goodness sister didn't forget us.”

“ Of course not dong! Ohya tonight brother will cook dinner for you. By the way – by aunty where?” tanya Freya who from earlier celingak – celinguk did not see the Fatma bik one of the caretakers other than Syifa's mother.

“ Oh's. Aunt has a guest. Maybe they were chatting in the living room.” 15-year-old girl named Niken.

“ Guest? Wh who? At this time there are still guests who come to visit the orphanage?” ask Freya.

“ Yes brother! The guest is one of the donors of this home. I don't know what kind of wind brought the master to visit the parlour at a time like this!” obviously Niken.

“ How long has it been?”

“ About 15 minutes ago sis!"

“ Um, fine! Come on Niken and Andin

help sister cook for our dinner yeah!” bring Freya.

“ siaaaappp sak!” say Niken and Andin together with respect.

“ It's mr.” Said bik Fatma gave a photo album and identity book of – children's home to a male guest who is none other than Akram.

Because since the fire 15 years ago, Akram can not forget this orphanage, especially a little girl who has saved his life.

As he grew up, Akram decided to return to his country and become a permanent donor of this orphanage. During this time he only visited during charity events held once a year.

During his first visit, he did not meet the figure of the little girl because he had come out of the orphanage. Knowing this, he tried to find her again.

“ No problem sir! Indeed the fire incident 15 years ago slowly – land has begun we forget. In order not to become a deep trauma for – children who have been victims.” Definitely bik Fatma.

“ True mom. Even though they have grown up surely the event will imprint in his memory throughout his life.” Imbuh Akram's.

Akram also opened sheet after sheet of photo albums and noticed the face of – children of the orphanage who had been foster and raised in this home.

On the fourth leaf Akram's hand came to a halt when he saw a photo of a little girl who was no stranger to him.

Photo of a little girl with hair on two lips decorated with a pair of green hair clips with a butterfly motif – butterfly.

Without realizing it, his hand rubbed the picture of the little girl with a very wide smile on his face without looking the slightest bit of sadness.

Bik Fatma only paid attention to the behavior of her guests without daring to interfere.

“ She's right – true girl who is jolly and strong. We never saw him grieve or complain about anything. Until now, the little girl has grown into a woman who is getting stronger.” Definitely bik Fatma.

“ Ah sorry mom! You're right, the smile on his face shows he's a strong boy who can hide all his sadness well.” Akram.

“ You are right sir. Although he has lived independently but he insists on being one of the donors of this home.” Bik Fatma.

His hands continued to open sheet after sheet of the photo album. Akram's smile continued to be embedded in his face when he saw the photo – photos of the little girl who had filled his heart space.

“ This pendant?” tanya Akram was curious when a photo of the little girl wearing a pendant with a boy – boys.

“ Ah, the locket is from someone he said Sir! He did not know when the locket was on his neck. Since he got the lionti, he was right – take care and take good care of it as if he believes someday will definitely meet the owner.” Definitely bik Fatma.

“ When did he get the pendant?” tanya Akram increasingly curious about the figure of the little girl.

“ During the fire 15 years ago. We found him in a basement in a state of unconsciousness with a – boy. At that time we were not aware of the locket, we were only focusing on the safety of the two children.”

“ Then how are they doing?”

“ If the boy – the boy, we do not know because it was directly brought by his family. The little girl fell into a coma for a week. And suffered a burn in his right arm.”

“ Burns?” tanya Akram immediately remembered the burn on Freya's right arm.

“ Correct sir! The wound may he get when saving his best friend Dara and a boy – boy.”

Akram's thoughts immediately fell on Freya's face, could it be that the little girl who had saved him was Freya a girl who lived one roof with him as her contract wife.

Then who is the woman who has claimed to be the little girl with evidence of her pendant photo.

The growing curiosity made Akram could not bear to ask who the name of the little girl was.

“ If you may know, what is the name of this little girl bu?” ask Akram.

“ Which one is mister?” tanya bik Fatma when Akram pointed to a photo of three small children showing off their gifts each – because they get perfect grades while sitting in elementary school.

“ It's bu!” point Akram at a little girl with the characteristic of both of them who looks a big smile on the right of a boy – boy.

“ Oh, this girl is named Freya. Yes Freya Grizelle Atmajaya, while her two best friends.

Tok...tok..tok...tok bik Fatma's words were cut when the door was knocked by someone from outside.