THE PASSION OF THE CEO

THE PASSION OF THE CEO
CHAPTERS 128. REJECTION OF RICO



“Mrs Iva,” call an officer.


“Iya, I pack,”


“Sorry, Mistress. Mr. Rico refuses to see you,” the officer told Iva. He waited twenty minutes there.


“Ha? I am his wife sir. Please let me see my husband in his cell.” Iva said begging, she misses him so much.


“Cannot. Visitors can only meet here.  This is for your security and has become a prison rule, without exception.”, said the officer.  The man was actually wondering why Rico did not want to see his wife. Maybe embarrassed after what he did, the officer thought.


Iva let out a long sigh, laboring for him to get here but Rico was still unwilling to meet him.  Is that what you hate about me, brother? Or are you feeling ashamed?


“Alright sir. But can I leave this to my husband?” tanya Iva thrust two large paperbags.  “This is food for him along with toiletries and other things he needs.  This is also a letter to my husband, I beg you sir, give it to him because it is very important.” Iva said with a clear face.  He had not expected his fate to be this bad.


“I check first, this is also the rule here.”


“Iya, please sir,”


After inspecting the items Iva was carrying there was nothing dangerous and no sharp objects.  The officer nodded and brought the paperbag inside. 


*Visual Rico Davion




*Visual Iva Adhisti Baratha


Iva, who had just exited the prison building where Rico was being held, two of Mr. Baratha's men had pulled him into the car.  He had not had time to shout, so sitting in the car seat, the sharp gaze of the father welcomed him.


“How dare you meet that bastard!” he snapped at the princess just his wayang.  Iva who shifted her position in shock could only lower her head. “Papa has forbidden you to meet him, but you are stubborn,”


“Sister Rico my husband, Pa.  As is---”


“Enough! What kind of husband is that, are you blind? Do you think that his actions are forgivable? You're his wife but still dare he wants someone else, the woman is pregnant anyway,” Baratha's breath blows rough, inexhaustible with her son who is still expecting Rico. 


“Pa, it is impossible for Iva to divorce with sister Rico,” he said softly while sobbing.


“Papa has taken care of everything, the sooner the better if the divorce papers come out.  You can continue your life.”


“But, Pa.  A—aku pregnant,”


The deg!


Baratha looked at her daughter Iva.  Surprised to hear his words.  “What? Pregnant?”


His hand rubbed his face violently. “Run car!”  his orders to his personal supri.  His emotions were mounting, his hands clenched.  It felt like he slapped his daughter in the face but he held her back.  His frustration was already out of control until his hand hit the backrest in front of him, making the driver surprised.  “ARRGGGG!”


Arriving at her luxurious home, Baratha roughly pulled her daughter's arm into the house. “Papa! What's the matter?” his wife asked in shock to see her husband's face red and pulled her daughter away.  Baratha pushed Iva down on the sofa.


“You just ask your son what he has done,” said Baratha angrily. “How dare he run away and meet his bastard husband in prison,”


“What? Is that really Iva, baby? Why did you do that, son,” he said softly.  He knew his daughter's feelings were hurt.


“Iva has to meet Brother Rico because Iva has to tell her that Iva is pregnant, Ma,”


“A—what? You pregnant?” tanyanya can't believe.’Yes, God, this is what happened to my daughter. How's he going through this?


“You've met that bastard?” ask Baratha again. He is not in thought with his only child who has been blinded by love.


“Already, Pa.” said Iva lied.  If Baratha finds out that Rico refuses to meet Iva, she will be very angry and not sure what madness she will make.  “Then, what said he?”


“Sister Rico just fell silent. Not saying anything,” replied Iva lowered her head.


“Hu. What can he say now?” baratha said annoyed and angry.


“You mean?”


“Pending until the baby is born,”


“No! The baby will not be born! Abort your womb, I don't want to have any offspring of that jerk man!” baratha shouted with anger.


“Papa?” Iva's tears broke again hearing the words of the father. He does not want to abort his body.  How could I lose twice? Her thought.


“I don't want to know, it's up to you what your content is. To be sure, papa does not want to have offspring from criminals,” he said full of anger and then rise from his seat and leave.


Iva and her mother hugged and cried, crying over the terrible fate that befell them.  Married but not considered a wife, then the husband went to prison and now she is pregnant even her husband does not want to meet her.  His heartache grew bigger, but was still defeated by the magnitude of his love for Rico.


“Ma, please Iva.  I've lost my husband, I don't want to lose my son, Ma.”


“Iya, darling. Mama understands how you feel.  Mama will think of a way out. Be patient. Don't mind what papa said, he's still mad about your husband.”


“Iya, ma.” Iva threw herself into the arms of her mother. She is in love with Rico, how could she be divorced?


...*...


Verrel and Deandra were sitting by the pool, The handsome man watching his painting wife.  From earlier he was made curious, what was carved by his wife because Deandra forbade him to see.


“Still a long time, babe?” verrel asked who was impatient and started to get nervous.


“Wait a minute, it's almost done,”


After a long time of patience, for the sake of his beloved wife, Deandra finally stopped the movement of her hand.


“Sini approaching, dear.  It's done,” he said with a sweet smile.


“What do you paint? Make me curious from earlier,”


“Special painting. What say?”


“Oh my God's.  I—ini very beautiful, dear.” said Verrel amazed to see his wife's painting.  Painting of a mother with twins. Verrel looked at the beautiful painting of his wife, then he realized something and turned his head to the side looking at his sweet smiling wife.


*This is the author of Deandra's painting about her mother and her twins.



“Why am I not there?” verrel asked while gnashing his forehead. ‘Without me they can exist? My wife doesn't paint me either. Hmmm...really my two children will be my rivals if this is the case.


“Hmm...he he he,” Deandra just grinned not knowing what to answer, because indeed he did not think when painting earlier.  The theme of the painting is only mothers who carry twins.


“Tomorrow I painted again yes, dear.” looked at the face of her husband who was pouting unhappily. “You're afraid if our child rivals you?” deandra asked as if she knew her husband's thoughts.  That's what he wanted.  Deandra imagined how it would be if Verrel would be bullied by his two children every day, is not it funny and adorable? Deandra fantasizes while smiling to herself.


*visual Verrel Aditya Ceyhan




*Deandra Ailsie's Visual


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