THE PASSION OF THE CEO

THE PASSION OF THE CEO
CHAPTERS 170. CONTRITION



Rico who heard the news about his mother couldn't help but be sad. His life is completely blown to pieces especially when his lawyer came to see him yesterday to tell him about the results of DNA tests that have been announced to the public to make Rico worse, it had already lost all hope of becoming one of the heirs of the Ceyhan family. Now the mother also died by suicide, while his wife had not come to see him again, the father had no word.


The man was no longer able to stem the tears of his sadness, as if the world collapsed as soon as everything he had was forcibly taken away.  Regretting and crying over fate is no longer useful, rice is already porridge. Only crying could he do at this moment. Now he is no one without the support of his mother and the name Ceyhan he bears because along with the announcement of the results of DNA Test Rico Davion Ceyhan name can no longer be in his stature because he is not a descendant Ceyhan. Yahya and Verrel did not give mercy and mercy to them and to anyone who disturbed their family.


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The next day the Ceyhan family went to Andini's tomb to pay their respects.  The guards were ready to keep the family safe. “Aready?” verrel asked in amazement at his wife's beautiful and eye-catching appearance, Deandra wearing a black dress all under her knees and black shoes.  Her hair was tied to a horse braid with ribbons and natural color makeup. And Verrel's enchanted gaze saw his wife's body more plump than ever.


“I will always be near you dear.” whispered Verrel who hugged his wife from behind. Both her hands hugged Deandra's waist full of tenderness.  While receiving such treatment Deandra smiled happily and she placed her hand on Verrel's hand.


“You're never satisfied being around me, hm?” ask Deandra. “Every night you hug me and stick your mouth there like a baby.”


Sontak makes Verrel embarrassed and misbehaved. Every night he was waiting for his wife to fall asleep just launching his new action, like Nathan and Naomi.


“You know, baby?”


“Yes, surely I know, Verrel. Your thick lips and warm breath always make me calm and comfortable. But sometimes you don't consciously bite hard.” Deandra didn't lie about it, because sometimes when she felt pain and opened her eyes to see Verrel's face in her chest. She let her husband act like that.


“Then I will not bite him again.” said Verrel smiled as his new habit was discovered by his wife.


Verrel put on a smile and put a kiss on the neck of his wife who began to sigh. “Verrel, stop. We have to get down now. Opa and mama are waiting for us.”


When their car arrived at the funeral, the atmosphere was very quiet. Verrel led his wife to walk slowly. He made sure that his wife felt safe and comfortable. “Don't hurry the way dear, later you fall down.” grumbled Verrel for the umpteenth time.  While Yahya mocked Verrel's excessive behavior that makes Deandra embarrassed “You already have two children, do not have to fear anymore your wife is not going anywhere.” said Yahya. Finally they arrived at Andini's new tomb. Looks like a man fell down there with a messy appearance.


“Honey, let's say hello papa?” whispered Deandra slowly.  She noticed that her husband had no intention at all to greet the father who was heard crying.


Yahya and Ayu who were standing behind Verrel were silent at the sight before them. Silent, no one wanted to start greeting Amran, only the sound of Amran being heard talking to himself in dirty clothes, it seemed like he had been in the grave all night. Holy hooch! Ayu, who had just seen Amran cry for the first time, was surprised.


Since they married, Amran has always shown a firm attitude, high ego not the weak attitude as it seems now. “Although she's gone, you still cry. So much love for him, Mas Amran?” muttered Ayu in the heart. The man who had still not divorced her until now looked different from the usual Amran.


“Ayu..don't be sad to see Amran. Papa had said that you must be strong if you meet Amran.” whispered Yahya softly, he reminded the son-in-law not to think about and care about his son again. As a father, Yahya had resigned. Although it is difficult but Ayu said “Iya, Pa. I understand papa's good intentions.”


She has forgiven her husband, because to be able to live a quiet life we must forgive and make peace with the past as bitter as anything. That's why he went to the funeral. The man who destroyed his family no longer exists. Let me forgive all his mistakes so that you can be calm there.


Yahya and Ayu walked up to Amran.  Feeling that there was someone behind him, Amran turned his head and looked at Yahya and Ayu alternately. The look in Amran's eyes was empty like his empty soul after the departure of his beloved wife. Ayu's pity stifles at the man who once made her smile, at least Ayu has had a happy life with Amran for five years. At the moment Ayu was not thinking about Amran, she had chosen to devote all her attention and affection to taking care of her two grandchildren. Amran approached Ayu and immediately hugged her while crying roaring.  Amran raved uncontrollably and tightened his embrace.


Ayu tried to break away but Amran hugged her very tightly. Ayu simply fell silent in Amran's arms. Warm feeling filled his heart, it turns out that forgiving someone is not as easy as saying it because now he feels satisfied with what Amran experienced. The pain that Amran is feeling right now is the same as the pain that Ayu used to feel when she had to lose her husband who preferred other women.


Since the funeral, Ayu always smiled, her heart was relieved and there were no tears on her face. Now his shoulders feel light because the burden that haunted him for years now just disappeared without leaving a trace. Finally they brought Amran home to see his terrible condition, after all he was the son of Yahya and part of the family.


Amran who looks chaotic and like a lost memory was also brought into the house. Yahya ordered some bodyguards to lead Amran into the room. Ayu and several servants cleaned Amran's dirty muddy and unkempt body.  Very different from his performance two days ago when he came to the main house with Andini. At the moment his appearance is very terrible and he is not stopping to mess with what he says no one understands.


“Why did you get to be like this? Have you been at the funeral since yesterday?” ask Ayu when changing clothes Amran who continues to cry and sometimes laugh.


“Andini. Don't leave me.” Ayu stopped her hand as Amran mentioned the woman's name again. His heart was no longer in pain, not even feeling any more. He just felt sorry to see Amran's condition. After finishing dressing up, the maid helped Ayu lay Amran's body on the bed and they came out leaving the man alone in the room. Vaguely still heard the sound of crying and loud laughter of Amran as Ayu closed the door of the room.