The CEO's Successor Wife

CHAPTER 72 Re-establishing Friendship

" Thank you, Mr. Akram! Thanks to your help my mother's funeral took place quickly and easily." Cleona said to Mr. Akram after her mother's funeral was over.

" I'm so sorry!" Acram

" Thank you, sir!" Said Cleona slightly bowing her body until Akram passed from before her.

" Huft.Eventually the mother can rest in peace and in a decent place. May you be happy there." Cleona muttered in relief that she had given her mother her final rest.

" Dara! What's your next plan?" Ask Mother Sifa after all the mourners have gone home.

" I will open a new leaf of bun and continue my life as an ordinary person. For now I got a part-time job at a cafe near the hospital. And maybe I'll move to a cheaper boarding house. My current apartment I'm going to sell to help with my living expenses." Cleona.

" How do you stay in a parlour." Tawar the mother of Sifa.

" Thank you, bun! I want to live independently and make up for all my mistakes." Reject the delicate Cleona.

" All right! But if you need your help, don't hesitate to come to your mother! Frequently - frequent visits to your sisters in the parlour." Mother Sifa's.

" Yes, thank you!" Cleona hugged Mother Sifa.

" Please go home, then! Take good care of yourself. Do not be late to eat and pray." Sifa's mother's advice before leaving the burial area.

" Yes bun."

The group of Sifa's mother was bidding home from the cemetery area, now lives Cleona, Freya and Darren who are still loyal to accompany his best friend.

" Thank you for helping me so much. I'm glad you can rest in peace and worth." Cleona said with a look at the tomb of her mother.

" You're still us, so don't you ever feel alone again! If you need a place to complain, just rely on our brother on this one." Said Freya by elbowing Darren's arm.

" What brother? I recognize me as your brother?" Darren asked a little surprised.

" Ehm, that's it! You're two years older than us. Right sis?" Freya Goda.

" Isa...you're up!" Cebik Darren who feels ledeki by Freya.

" Huhahaha..." Freya's laughter couldn't bear to see Darren's annoyed face.

" Is...what the hell? Let's go home!" Take Darren.

" Haaahhah, sorry!"

" You're right! Darren has always been a big brother who is very attentive to his sister. Thank you brother! You've always been there when I needed a place to rest." Praise Cleona.

" Are right! Although we've been arguing a lot, but you're a great big brother to me. You're the first person who always realizes I'm in trouble. Thank you brother, it's always been there for us." Freya Imbuh.

Blushhh, Darren's face flushed to hear the praise - praise from his two foster siblings.

" Haaa, your face is red!" Freya LEDEK.

" What the hell! Come home! Do you want to stay here?" Darren exclaimed with a flushed face passed before Freya and Cleona.

" Hey wait! He's lashing!" Said Freya who was accompanied by a laugh from the two of them.

" You just take Dara! I'm going home in a cab. Our house is different directions, right?" Freya

" You sure? Let's go home together." Bring Cleona.

" You don't worry, go home with Darren, you need him more. I'm sorry I couldn't take you home." Freya said sadly.

" It's okay - what! Thanks for helping me Frey! I'm going home!" Said Cleona who had managed to calm herself down.

" All right! Hearts on the road." Darren.

" Ehmmm.hopefully it works!" Freya whispers to Darren after Cleona gets into the car.

" What the hell!" Said Darren who was given a grin from Freya.

" Byeahh."

" Huft,, thank God, my relationship with Dara has finally returned." Freya said in relief.

" Yes, this weekend we went to the island. How to ask Mr. Akram for permission." Freya muttered while walking towards the highway to get a taxi.

Tiinnnm.tiiinnn.

" Ride!" Tell a young man to go down the window that is sitting behind the wheel.

" sir? Why haven't you come home?" Freya asked in surprise.

" Do I have to repeat my words huh!" Akram emphasized his voice.

" Eh..iya alright!" Without daring to refuse, Freya climbed into Akram's car.

" Why so long?" Ask Akram without looking at Freya.

" You waiting for me?" Ask Freya back.

" Ehmmm...."

" What! Did ya? But why sir?" Freya didn't understand.

" Do you want to go home on foot? It's very hard to get a taxi in here." Akram.

" Oh .. so yeah! Thank you sir!" Freya.

" Ah, I'm still curious sir, may I ask?" Ask Freya

" Ehmmm..."

" How do you know if Dara's mother can't survive anymore? I don't think this is a coincidence." Ask Freya.

" You're right! I've been monitoring her situation for a few days. And this morning I got word that Mrs William was hopeless." Akram.

" I.m so! Are you still thinking about Dara?" Ask Freya

" Why?" Akram asked, looking towards Freya

" It's okay, sir!" Freya said nervously as Akram looked at her.

' Haishhh, of course it makes me uncomfortable if you still think about Dara, it's true that you've had two years of feeling for her while I've only had a few months. Ah, what I expected anyway!' rutuk Freya in heart.

Akram felt what Freya was thinking, with a smile he teased Freya.

" Do you expect anything from me?" Ask Akram.

" Haaah, what do you mean! Wish what?" Said Freya nervously trying to cover her flushed face.

' Is what the hell!' freya muttered.

Seeing Freya's face that looks blushing makes Akram singed a smile on his lips.

" Have you eaten?" Akram asked breaking the silence between them.

" It's sir! I'm still full." Said Freya with a grin.

Kruuyukkkk.....

" Uh....!" Freya's grin was embarrassed while holding her stomach which sounded the sound of rebellion from her inner occupants who did not accept to miss dinner.

" sir.hahaha.... Sure if the mouth can lie but not with the stomach." Akram's voice couldn't hold back his laughter.

" Hehehehe..." Freya was just grinning to cover up her awkwardness.

" grd...basic! Let's eat!" Take Akram with a smile still on his lips.

" How are they developing?" Ask Madam Aksara.

" After everything was revealed, the young master's relationship with his wife was getting closer and often seen walking both mistresses!" Reply to a young man who trusted mistress Aksara to watch over her son.

" Ehmmm, so yes! I hope they will become a real married couple naturally. Keep your eyes on them!" Decide on Madam Aksara with a smile engraved on her lips.

" Good madam! Excuse me." Said he resigned.

" Ehmm...." Dehem the mistress of Aksara by sipping a cup of her jasmine tea.

" Slow basic!" Murmuring mistress Aksara

" You're still meddling with your son's business huh!" Said a man who was half a century old but his body and face did not show his age. Middle walked up to mistress Aksara who was sitting on the living room sofa.