The Poor Girl Owns the CEO

The Poor Girl Owns the CEO
Candor



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While in another room, an elderly woman, trying her hardest to move her lips


I should be able to, I can't give up. This is my chance to say that Sister Lia hasn't been taking care of me. He just wants to kill me! Drain my treasure! Marry my granddaughter, Danu! I can't let this happen!' granny Dahlia's.


After several hours of trying to move, Dahlia's grandmother managed to get her body shifted to the edge of the bed.


Bugh.


Dahlia's grandmother fell from the top of the bed to the floor.


'Please, help me, Danu! You have to help your grandmother Danu!' granny shouted Dahlia, with lips that she tried to move, but did not manage to let out her voice.


Layla and Danu who were in the room, busy with hape and his thinker, are now made to look at each other. When his sense of hearing heard objects falling violently from the outside.


"Did you hear that?" ask Layla.


"You think I didn't hear, that's obvious, La!" danu said by keeping his hape in his pants pocket.


Bugh.


Layla and Danu bump into each other at the door, when the two of them will step outside with no one willing to budge.


"Awh!" peekit Layla's.


"Uwhhhh!" peekik Danube.


"Ihs, I go first!" layla, mengelusss her arm that hit the doorpost.


"Ihsss girl, crap on the same guy!" sumpul Danu, let Layla through the door first.


Does it hurt like that? I had to give it up, but who knows if we're going to hit the door. Inner Danu, observing Layla's hand that was still flirting her arms.


"No, where did the sound come from?" ask Layla.


"It's not wrong here!" Danu pointed to a room door that was tightly closed with her right index finger, "Grandmother's room!" peekik Danube.


Chequek.


Danu opened the handle of the door handle.


"Grandma!" screeched Danu with fusillade eyes.


"Astagfirullah, a piece of bege got to bed!" sumpul Layla, as well as swearing Danu.


Danu and Layla both carry Dahlia's grandmother's body from the floor to the top of her bed.


"Where is Sister Lia? She should be with Grandma, right?" Layla dyed, looking for the whereabouts of Sister Lia.


"So, I didn't see her, last I saw I was going to grab breakfast in the kitchen." Danu explained, covering her two legs with a blanket, he also set the temperature of the room so that grandmother felt comfortable.


"Where are you going, La?" danu asked, looking at Layla in the doorway.


"You know what you are!" layla cuek said, without turning around to look at Danu.


Layla takes a rough breath, steps towards the kitchen, looking for a small basin and a washcloth she can find in the kitchen.


"Udah was clear I saw, grandma's leg bruised, the same forehead nose also bruised, ko can ya! Grandma Pan can not walk, rich hit by blunt objects, what happened to the floor fitting earlier rationoh? His hands were also bruised." Layla murmured.


Layla prepares warm water, Layla dips her right index finger into a basin that is already filled with warm water, making sure the water temperature is not too hot or cold. Layla carried a basin as well as a small cloth with her.


Layla's gaze led to a room that read Sister's room on her doorstep.


"Suster Lia! Is it in Grandma's room?" she asked, but did not make her footsteps stop.


"What's it for, La?" danu asked, seeing Layla carrying a small basin.


"Make your mouth shut, Danu!" layla's chirps, sitting on the edge of the bed, began to compress Grandma Dahlia's forehead by shaking Danu's hand from there.


Sreek.


"Well, by the way, it can be, La!" danu protests with the one Layla did to her.


"Bodo very, Sister Lia has not looked over? Kirain's here, grandma!" Layla watches grandma's face.


Layla squinted her eyes sharply, observing Grandma Dahlia's lips that seemed to move, as if there was a word she wanted to say, but to no avail, like seeing a fish that was perky.


"What did you say, Sister Lia, where are you?" Danu edged to the edge of the ranjing.


"You take care of grandma! I want to see Sister Lia first!" Danu stepped out of Grandma's room.


"Without you telling me, I'll definitely take care of grandma! You weird guy! You see it's your grandmother, your granddaughter, a good man, though sometimes you like to scold me!" Layla complained to Dahlia's grandmother.


Now his hands switch to compress the hands of the grandmother with a towel that has been soaked in warm water.


Grandma Dahlia looked at Layla with a difficult look at her, does this girl love Danu? Is Layla really Devita's daughter? If true, does this child already know if she's Devita's biological daughter and knows her real father! But why do I see any sincerity when this girl takes care of the bruises on my body?


Finished compressing, Layla moved Dahlia's grandmother's hands one by one, rising, descending and bending slowly.


Dahlia's grandmother doesn't seem to like what Layla is doing. But Enek Dahlia could only shout inwardly, with a displeased face.


What is this girl doing, heh you, what are you doing to my hands! Heh, don't touch my hands! You kids don't know themselves, your hands are far from me!


"It's okay Grandma, it's good for the nerve nerves in your hand. Let's not be stiff, let grandma's hands become limp, and I hope grandma can move back. This needs a process!" lang Layla, explained to grandma with a smile. Layla also told Grandma a lot.


Although Layla could not hear the screams of Grandma's heart. At least he knows if grandma does not like what she is doing at this time. It was clearly drawn from the eyes of the grandmother who was glaring sharply at her.


Layla also did the same thing on the two legs of the grandmother, one by one she moved the feet of the grandmother.


Geck, tok, tok.


"Sus! Are you inside! Sister!" exclaimed Danu, her right hand knocked on the door of Sister Lia's room.


Geck, tok, tok.


"Is Sister Lia not in the room! Where'd he go then?" muttered Danu, he attached his right earlobe to the door, hoping to hear a sound in the room.


"Sorry sister, I'm going to open the door to your room!" said Danu with a hand that drew the door hendle.


Chequek.


Sister Lia's room door opened slightly, making Danu perfectly rounded, the more unwilling to open the room door with width.


Seeing what is in the room, makes Danu difficult to believe if it is the room of a nurse who has been taking care of her grandmother all this time.


"Am I not wrong to enter the room?" ask Danu to herself.


Sister Lia stepped into her employer's house with light steps, with her hand carrying a paper bag.


"Oh my goodness, who would dare open my door?" sister Lia asked, as soon as she saw the door to her room was now wide open.


Seriate...


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