The Poor Girl Owns the CEO

Flashback Chiffanye 2

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"It just has to be returned to the office well, it's the same as a loan car!" ketus Sifanye's.

"Dad!" exclaim Layla little.

"What dear?" noval asked, taking a quick glance at the princess who kept looking towards the door window.

"What the hell is La you looking at? If you go there, ahead of what you see!" sifanye's nagging, re-justifying Layla's position to sit facing forward.

"Badut ma, mama clown." Layla chanted with her hands moving, rebelling, wanting to turn to the window of the door again.

"Girl!" sifanye exclaimed in a high voice, making Layla instantly silent with her eyes creek.

"So the kids have to look up to mom! Do not know you huh! Want, mama sold you, so you don't see mama and daddy again?" sifanye's great-granddaughter with an angry look, her right hand also landed on Layla's thigh giving a pinch.

"Akit hiks!" Layla complains, her small hands touching her own thighs that had been pinched Sifanye, crying was heard from Layla's tiny lips.

"Don't cry out for you La! It could cry, make a house! What else can you do? Make your mom stress!" sifanye gemass's nagging grunts Layla's tiny arms.

"Huaaaaaa akit!" Layla was crying so hard.

"What the hell are you, Layla was a kid!" gertak Noval, staring dislike with the way Sifanye scolded Layla.

"Then, if you have a child can be arranged! Having a child is hard to tell!" sifanye protest does not want to lose.

"Don't cry baby, daddy's pinter son!" Noval reached out her one hand, wiping Layla's wet cheeks with her tears.

Little Layla extended her two hands to the front of Noval.

"Dad, dad, dad!" layla exclaimed, turned for a moment towards Sifanye, then turned to Noval again with a cry, said the father.

"Based on the son of a sycophant, you already know in temurin. Do you want to talk to your dad? Ask to be protected with your father! You brat!" Sifanye shook his head, not out of thought with the mindset of the connection child.

"Mah! Speak the same as mah's son!" namel Noval looked at Sifanye angrily.

"Dad daddy dad!" whinek Layla, graspingmm Noval fingers that want to spread from the cheeks of the ny cabi who was soaked with tears.

"But baby, I'm bringing a car!" forced to, Noval takes off her tiny finger Layla's grip on her finger.

"Where would you like to be with your father!" Sifanye pushed Layla's small back forward.

Bugh.

"Huaaaaaaaaa huaaaaaa akit huaaaaaa!" Layla cried in pain, increasing in shock with her tiny body that fell into the footrest, with the prone position with the face landing first on Sifanye sandals.

"Mah!" noval snapped increasingly unable to control his emotions, seeing Layla treated badly in front of his eyes.

While crying, Layla got up and sat at Sifanye's feet. Behind the dashboard of the car, looking at Sifanye with a look of want in the carrying and calm.

"You don't have to care about your spoiled child! Tar also he diem himself! You focus on the same path!" sifanye with his ease, wailed Layla's head.

Bugh.

Make Layla's head small, hit the car's dashboard.

"Huaaa akit, huaaaa huaaaa akit yah!" loyla whined with her cries gazing towards Noval, with her left hand holding her head which was jokedottt the dashboard of the car. And the right hand is outstretched towards Noval.

It was a difficult situation for Noval, between focusing on the steering wheel, and Layla who kept crying.

"Mah! Silence Layla! I can focus on the steering wheel watching my son keep crying!" gerutu Noval's.

"Well, you didn't hear Layla cry! It's so complicated!" sifanye looked at Layla with a cynical smile.

"Hiks hyks torah! Mama!" layla said with the rest of her tears, staring at Noval and Sifanye alternately.

Not his pity to see the 3-year-old boy was crying that would call him, deliberately Sifanye instead stepped on Layla's tiny fingers whose crying had begun to subside. When Noval turned to the road.

Crick.

"Huaaaaaaaa aky, akit mama!" layla shouted along with her crying back, her left hand holding her right hand.

Noval looked towards Layla with bulging eyes.

"Goodoo mah!"

Brakes.

Tiiii.

Sifanye opened his two eyes, looking at the white room with a pungent smell of medicine.

"Well! Wake up! Awhhhh!" screeched Sifanye as she tried to get up, to see her husband's condition.

Chequek.

A woman in white robes along with the nurse entered, just as Sifanye was trying to get back out of position.

"Mom don't get up! I have to batres." said the doctor, preventing Sifanye from rising from his position.

"Why me, doc?" sifanye asked with a demanding look.

"Mother just had a miscarriage, because of the hard impact during the accident" said the doctor.

"A-what doc, sa-I miscarried?" Sifanye did not seem to believe what the doctor said.

Sifanye turned his head towards Noval, who looked more severe, when compared to himself.

"We see from his development aja ma'am, hoping that the mother's husband does not suffer serious injuries" said the doctor.

"Our daughter where's doc? Is he safe?" sifanye asked, with a sad face.

'It's good the boy died!' inner Sifanye cheered happily.

"Your daughter is safe, she's playing with the nurse" the doctor said.

"What doc, congratulations?" sifanye asked with a look of disbelief.

One year after the accident, Sifanye and Noval check on their health to plan a pregnancy program.

After doing a series of tests, just wait for the results.

"Savar, baby, let's go home!" noval said to Layla who was in her lap.

Sifanye just stared flat at Layla.

Dring dring.

Noval answers her phone call, giving Layla a silent gesture.

Noval keeps her flat objects in her pants pocket. Staring at Sifanye and Layla alternately, before saying what her boss had just said on the phone.

"By the way, mom knows. He was told to leave, right? You want to leave us both here, right?" guess Sifanye correctly.

"Well, I'm staying! Dad's boss said it was important. Can't be done in the same other work." said Noval with a pleading gaze, so that the wife understood.

"Yes have returned, just wait for the results, later mama until the results to father!" sifanye said with a ketus.

"You don't be naughty, baby!" Noval rubs Layla's nose at the age of 4.

"Pad's heart!" Layla kisses the back of her father's right hand.

Sifanye is in the taxi, with Layla sitting in the back seat. Sifanye was sitting in the front seat, with the driver looking young and handsome.

Said the doctor who explained the results of the second examination, continues to be excited in Sifanye's ear.

..."The accident that was experienced by Mr. Noval, resulting in permanent damage to the reproductive apparatus and its function, of course, it can result in infertility. But you must not be discouraged. Mr. Noval can do some tests to find out his reproductive function, such as analysis test ****, ultrasonography."...

"Sialll's son!" muttered Sifanye with a sharp look at Layla through the rearview mirror.

"Ehem, what's wrong? The pretty lady can share the grievance with me if you want!" said the driver with a flirtatious look at Sifanye.

Sifanye turned for a moment towards the driver.

'The driver is not bad ugly very, cool, fragrant, just love you be a driver, try lo businessman, I live in the Noval. But how can I not say if Noval is currently barren because of the accident, there is a treasure run to the son damnnnnnnnnih all!' thought Sifanye, staring irritatedly at Layla.

"May I see your identity card?" Sifanye gave his right hand.

"It is with pleasure" said the driver.

"Can you get me pregnant?" ask Sifanye, after seeing the identity card of the driver who is single.

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