THE PASSION OF THE CEO

CHAPTERS 14. DATING OF DISASTER BEARERS

“Halo, Dea.  Where else?” ask Rosa.

“Gue again at the exhibition event. Uh, guess who I met?” Deandra looks happy.

“Mr Verrel? Uncle loe? Or that old jackass? Or sugar daddy” joked Rosa chuckles. "Where do I know who you've met."

“Not. Loe ngaco. I've met Rico!”

“What? Rico's? Koq can meet? He has returned from abroad?”.

“Iya, Rico. I met him by accident, he said he just returned yesterday.”jawb Deandra.

“Terus—terus--how is the story?” Rosa asked curiously.

“Yes, that's it.  He's sure I'll meet later the afternoon after work.”

“Ehmm. Eh loe better take care of yourself well yes,” there are concerns in Rosa's voice.

“Why Ros? Koq seems like you don't like that?”

“Nothing, Dea. Afraid there will be a misunderstanding, you understand me?” rosa said in a soft voice.  Somehow her feelings were not good, since the first time she met Rico, she did not like the man so much. 

“Yes too anyway. Will we connect again, will we? I'm back at work first.” said Deandra ended the conversation.  He also returned to the exhibition.

At exactly four in the afternoon, Deandra stepped out of the exhibition building.  Rico invited me to meet at a restaurant, he sent me his location. Seen Deandra was waiting for an online taxi of her order.  Two men were watching him. When the taxi came, Deandra left the place followed by a black car.

About thirty-five minutes he arrived at a restaurant located in one of the star hotels.   Upon entering the restaurant, a waiter escorted him to a VIP lounge that had been booked by Rico.

...**...

The man's face looked angry, his jawbone hardened and his two clenched hands held back the already heightened emotions.  When he saw the brief message from his bodyguards, the look on his face immediately changed.  Frans who was always beside him was surprised to see the great master, but he did not dare to ask.

‘So that's how you behave when I'm not around! How dare you be a stupid girl! I will give you a very severe punishment! He muttered furiously in his heart.Argggg! Damnit damnit! He screamed as he smashed his fist into the air.

A short message went back to his phone.  There was a video submission from his bodyguard, as he opened the message and saw the video sent, his eyeballs staring intently ready to pounce. His emotions are mounting. The argggg! Angry shouting.

“What's up, Mister?” frans asked in astonishment and fear at the anger of the great master.

“We're home now!” snapped it.

“But tomorrow we still have a meeting, Mr.”

“Tell Dito and Azka to take care of it, you prepare the plane. We're home!” with eyes full of anger.  I don't know what would happen if he got angry.

Goddamnit! Her screams made Frans very surprised.  Verrel grew angry when he saw a photo sent by his bodyguard showing a girl with a man in a restaurant. They look very close and hand held. His hand grabbed the phone and contacted someone.

“Jack. You take care of that woman. Take her to the hotel!” verrel's orders on his bodyguard.

Verrel and Frans were on their private plane.  Frans was silent not daring to say a word.  Verrel looked agitated in his seat and occasionally heard cursing slowly. ‘Why do you always make me angry! Why don't you ever obey, stupid girl!

...**...

Deandra and Rico are seen walking out of the restaurant towards the parking lot, holding hands.  Suddenly there was an incoming call from the hospital to Rico's cell phone. “Halo. With Mr Rico?” the voice of a woman.

“Iya. Is correct. What's wrong, sister??

“Sorry, Sir. Can you come now? Her mother siauman.”

“Good, sister, I'm there now.” replied Rico.

“Dea, sorry yes. I can't take you home. I have to hurry to the hospital.”

“Yes, it's okay koq. I can take a taxi.” Deandra replied. After Rico left, Deandra was about to walk out of the parking lot to the main road in search of a taxi.  Suddenly a car stopped right beside him and a man went down immediately smothering his mouth. Deandra, who had fainted from drugging, was immediately taken into the car.  There were three men in the car. A man sat behind the wheel and two more sat in the back. The black car drove away from the place to a luxury hotel.

‘Master.  We've taken the woman to hotel’ a short message one of the men sent. When the car arrived at a five-star hotel, they immediately took the girl to the VVIP room using a special elevator.  Lying the fainted girl's body on the bed.  Both men came out of the room.

...*...

“You can go straight home. I still have business” Verrel told the assistant.  Upon arriving at the airport, he got out of his private plane in a hurry. His steps were like half-runs.  I don't know what the guy was after, it was weird, Frans thought. The one and a half hour ride felt so long for the man who was now in his luxury car.  He told the driver who picked him up to go home because he wanted to drive himself. His hand held tightly to the steering wheel, his eyes burning red in emotion.

“Awas you! You'll take your punishment,’ while hitting his clenched hand at the wheel. He looks really scary in this kind of angry state.

Arriving at the hotel, he parked his car and stepped quickly into the elevator which led him to a VVIP room where a girl was lying unconscious. Two bodyguards stood guard outside the room, when they saw the great master stepping out of the elevator, they immediately bowed as a sign of respect. 

“You guys stay here just in case,” he said.

“Good, Mister.” both men are stocky and dressed in black simultaneously answer while still lowering their faces. One of the men opened the door of the room and allowed the great master to enter and closed the door again.

Verrel walked towards the bed with a sharp look, looking at the girl lying unconscious. He did not go directly to the girl on the bed, Verrel chose to take a cigarette and suck it slowly.  While enjoying the view from the stretched glass wall, he stood up with the occasional closed eyes enjoying the gusts of the night breeze. 

“Euhh.”  The shrill whimpering of the girl on the bed caught Verrel's attention.  He threw away the rest of his cigarettes and walked over.  While sitting beside the bed, Verrel looked at the girl's face carefully.  It was as if researching every detail of the pretty face of a girl that was ruining her mood that day. He even decided to go home and leave all his work, just because of a woman!