The Long Way to Be a CEO

A Confession

Some time recently I have started to wonder about the presence of the indira that is very disturbing to me. disturbing in another sense, which indeed it may be a natural thing for him, he said, sometimes the attention from him is too excessive and sometimes troublesome if I do not respond properly.

It seems like some sort of indira would be better off staying away from me, and looking for fun out there that many women do in general, hanging out at cafes, shopping for branded goods in malls, etc, getting a rich boyfriend, and being happy with other things like that.

But outside of his busy life working as a Management Officer at one of the big companies in the capital, he spends more time with me whether it's on the internet or with me for real. Instead of taking a woman to a famous factory outlets, Indira many accompany me snacks on the outskirts of the street stalls tent pecel lele, or sit on a park bench that is not far from my place. What a strange woman, I never thought I was made, and I appreciate her as someone who sincerely befriends me.

"Sha, do you know why I'm acting like that?" asked Indira who approached her body sitting on the sofa beside me. Not usually as serious as it is now, enough to make me shocked and amazed.

I also vividly remember an indira incident some time ago about Andre forcing her to have sex, with the threat of deciding her as a boyfriend. Under the pretext of the wholeness of a relationship, andre successfully tasted his womanhood, and not long ago even indira was shown and then rake a friend during his college indira namely Finna. I clearly remember her words of vengeance against Andre and will never forgive him.

"Already sha, let andre like that and you have to step forward, do not fall again. My love is hopeful that Indira will stop thinking about your treatment of her.

" That's not what makes me sad, I've told you what happened. Just like Andre, I was fighting for my own life by stepping forward to get a happy life with others who care about me more" he said with a soft tone staring at me.

It felt a bit strange to hear indira speak like that, had she already gotten another much better man?. My mind guesses the direction of the speaker and weighs with various angles.

"Good then, I will be happy to see you with another man who is much better than Andre, I will definitely pray for the happiness of both of you later"

I was stunned on the sofa, looking up my head at the dusty ceiling, and trying to close my eyes to control myself.

Cups..

My lips were kissed by Indira followed by her embrace "only you can make me happy". His whisper in my ear.

Shocked is not a bitch, what is this child thinking, to do such a thing, and what does it mean only I can make him happy. What is this, am I hallucinating, is this a dream?

"sha, do you hear me?" I asked, I still refused to open my eyes.

"hemm"

He was also annoyed with my attitude that did not seem to express. I held back and tried to convince myself that this was all just a hallucination, maybe I was exhausted.

He grabbed my collar with both hands shaking my still-shaken body on the bench "Sha, I love you..!" screams screech.