The Journey of Young CEO Love

The Journey of Young CEO Love
Part 77's. Love & Pain.



At 02:30 in the morning, Ken suddenly woke up from his sleep. The man who did not use the top, looked at the woman who was now sleeping in his arms. The woman who is now legally his wife has even conceived his child. The fatigue from the long event last afternoon was clearly visible on the woman's face.


Ken rubbed Veronica's cheek gently. Staring at him shady. His hands down rubbed his wife's flat stomach. Before the ijab was delivered this afternoon, Ken and Veronica took the consul to the doctor about the development of Veronica's fetus and the doctor said everything was fine. This morning was also the first time Ken saw his son who was still not fully formed. Ken's heart beat fast as he watched it with his own eyes. He did not expect that he would soon become a father. Be happy? That's vivid.


Ken sighed softly as Veronica moved in his arms, looking for a comfortable position for him to sleep in. Ken doesn't lie, the more days his love for Veronica grows. The wedding was not attended by the woman's family at all, other than because they did not know, Ken also did not want if they came. Well he doesn't want people who have hurt his wife to be present on his happy day.


The shadow when Gio and Ara came at his wedding just now suddenly flashed through his mind. I don't know, so far he has managed to get away from Aluna, his past but he has not been able to forgive Gio. Really can't. If someone else says he's selfish, then Ken justifies that. He is selfish, he does not forgive Gio because Gio is the cause of Aluna's death and his future son. What's wrong with Ken not being able to forgive Gio? The answer is no. The pain is still there today and it is not easy to just go away.


"Enghhh.." the sigh came out of Veronica's lips to disperse Ken's daydream.


"Sstttt...." Ken patted his wife's back slowly to put her back to sleep but the attempt failed. Veronica has woken up.


"Not sleeping yet?" ask her with a hoarse voice.


"Wake baby. Why are you awake?" ask Ken.


"You drink" he answered.


Ken chuckled softly and then sat down and took the water he had always prepared at the bedside table. Veronica immediately took a sip and then lay back down.


"Sleep again" Ken ordered to lie down after putting the glass in its original place.


"You too," said Veronica, who was taken by Ken.


"Good night wife,"


...—🌻🌻🌻—...


"SAYANG.." Gio's shrill scream was heard in every corner of the apartment. Even Ara who was in the kitchen was shocked to hear that shout.


Last night, Gio returned to stay at the apartment. Ara did not forbid, after all the apartment belonged to Gio so Ara had no rights here even though Gio said he had changed his ownership to the name of Ara but the woman still considered it had Gio.


This week, Gio often stayed over and forced him to sleep together. Just sleep and hug her, nothing more. After that night, the two never did it again because they knew it was wrong enough that night they released it because of the influence of the drugs that entered Gio's body.


"UNFORTUNATELY.." she cried out in panic.


For whatever sake, when he woke up and did not find Ara beside him made him frightened and panicked.


"What the hell is screaming. It was still early in the morning, Gii," said Ara who was standing at the entrance of the kitchen while holding a spatula staring at Gio who had just exited the room.


The disheveled hair and the face of his pillow signified that the man had just woken up and immediately shouted to him.


"Where are you from?" tanya Gio walked hurriedly towards Ara.


"Kitchen, Gio. I was cooking. It's weekend, you're up so early?" ask Ara.


He knew very well the habit of Gio who would always wake up during the day if it was a holiday. He said he got up early to work every day so there was no harm in getting up during the day. Okay, it's up to Gio.


"You are suddenly gone" he replied, dropping his head on Ara's shoulder.


"Honey, sleepy," he whined.


"Yes, there sleeps again" Ara commanded.


"You're the same, you,"


"I'm cooking for your lunch, so you're sleeping alone,"


"Don't want to, she wants to be like Ara,"


"Gio, sleep alone first. I finish my cooking first and then continue to accompany you," he gently persuaded.


Gio shook his head making Ara again sigh slowly.


"If so sit there," pointed Ara at the dinner table. Again, Gio shook his head in response.


But when he heard Ara sigh violently, Gio raised his head then looked at Ara with sadness.


"Why?" asked Ara confused.


"My head is dizzy" he replied.


"Cock can, eat first yes continue to take medicine," said Ara panicked.


Gio shook his head like a child which made Ara even anxious with the man in front of him.


"What do you want?" ask Ara softly.


"Kiss, let it heal quickly,"


Mode, Inner Ara. Despite cursing in the heart, Ara still obeyed Gio's request, rather than leading to a debate that did not have quality. Ara on her tiptoes and giving kisses on both cheeks Gio made the man's sweet smile inflate perfectly.


"I love you dear," cried Gio and ran towards the sofa after stealing a kiss on Ara's lips.


Ara smiled and shook her head to look at Gio's behavior that was like a child. How adorable.


...——🌻🌻🌻——...


A person in a black suit sat staring blankly at the large window in his study. The coldness of the room makes it more comfortable to sit there for long. In his right hand is a picture of a beautiful girl smiling sweetly at the camera.


The man breathed a long and heavy breath. It was as if his chest was squeezed by a heavy weight so that he could not breathe properly. Like an idiot who had to learn how the nose and lungs work to circulate air as a sign of life, the man hit his chest tight. It hurts so bad.


The gaze that was usually sharp, now turned soft and empty. His heart ached and he did not know what to cure it. The man looked back at the photo wrapped in a black frame in his hand. Rubbing it softly as if what he swiped was the real form of the person in the photo. The look of longing and sad look was clearly visible in his eyes.


"I miss," he said softly with teary eyes.


"Why did you leave I was so quick, Aluna," he continued almost as quietly as a whisper.


On the glass of the photo he called Aluna it was already dripping with tears. Tears that bear witness to how he was tormented by his longing, how he lived the day with a sense of tightness and also revenge. None of this is easy for him. Losing the person he really loves is the hardest thing in his life.


The sobs broke the silence of the large space that was drinking that lighting. The sound of footsteps approaching her did not make her stop her crying, it only grew louder as a hand rubbed her back gently.


"Kangen, son?" ask the middle-aged woman who had just come to see him.


The man nodded weakly. Only that woman knew how tormented she had been all along.


"Recover everything immediately so that your heart is calm and your grudge is avenged" the woman said.


"I've all planned, Ma. In a moment he'll be destroyed just like me" he said.


"What are you planning?"


The man rubbed his rough tears then looked back at the large window of his study with a slanted smile.


"Doing what he's done to ruin my life" he replied confidently.


...---To be continued----...