The Qatar Taipan the Heart Thief

Chapter 3

His name was Isaac Levi Ibrahim II the first son of Isaac Levi Ibrahim I and Nami Ibrahim. He has younger brothers, Nalendra Ibrahim and Misharah Ibrahim. Nalen is also like himself, single ngenes, in contrast to Sarah he already has a fiance and will soon be married.

His mother, Nami Ibrahim always aggressively menyarkar himself at the age of 35 who will soon be heading 36 years this, should he have 5 or 6 funny children, he should have, plump and ginuk-ginuk.

Isak just looked at the mother with a forced smiling face. In Isak's heart murmured, What cat? So many children! Slowly diverting the attention of the mother.

"Father, Fifa invites you in the opening of the world cup" said the secretary, Rena Samanta Delino, beautiful, smart wife of Raka Delino. Friend Isak.

"Isn't Nalen leaving?" He was busy with his laptop.

The meeting was the middle name of the man. Always busy is the way to forget the painful thing, the first love, it used to be the reason why he always busy himself, but now it becomes a habit.

"Father Nalen is also invited, you and your family are invited, so how is father? Present or not?"

"What about the schedule?"

"Can you father, I will condense the schedule belongs to you guys for year-end holidays" said Rena by sliding the tab in his hand.

"Then at the end of the week, we have a meeting with Marlin Corp, we visit in Singapore, before departure to Qatar" explained Rena, a very deft secretary, and very helpful to ease Isak's work.

Before Raka married her, her mother had betrothed them both. But Rena only considers herself the boss and sister, she did, considering Rena as a sweet sister.

There is absolutely no more feeling, and the number of him rejecting matchmaking, the mother thinks the child mbelok, aka likes with proboscis.

Getting such a guess from his mother did not make Isak uncomfortable. He only reminded her of the first love she could not have until the end of her life.

And his mother would fall silent and stroke the son and hug him, "Abang still can't forget Bun?" The glint that made Isak sigh.

"Prepare my flight"

"Good Father" Rena exited Isak's room.

***

A tiring week, compaction of the schedule that makes him die standing according to Isak, it's okay, when the leave later he will make the best use of it, by way of long sleep.

Isak walked to the entrance of the airport, he did not pass the usual door, he had special access for those who have a private plane.

"Jam 10 we will arrive and will meet directly with Marlin Corp, and hopefully this discussion will not be serial Bang kemaren!" said Rena who set the schedule Isak. 

They were on the plane. Rena was sitting in front of Isak, they did not realize there was a lump of meat curled up in her bed.

"Yes, hopefully, I've been dizzy if later Raka leaned in with many calls and questions, why hold his wife hostage for so long" complained Isak,

Rena's eyes twirled lazily, Isak flipped the paper on a file that would become a material at a meeting with Marlin Corp.

"I was also confused as to why the cold one had become as hot as it was now" Rena softened. 

"What?" Isak raised his eyebrows staring at his secretary. Straightest. Sardonic.

"Ah no, household problems, for the inexperienced can not follow, ups!" Rena also moved from her chair she fled to the bathroom in front of the room.

Even the secretary likes to insinuate herself. What's wrong with his incompetence, why does everyone seem worried, when he himself does not care.

The important thing is that he is not like his sister, Nalen, who likes to sow seeds everywhere, he does not deny, he also relies on professional services, but one that he guards, he does not sow his seeds carelessly.

"Happy father's leave" said Rena amid fatigue on the secretary's face.

The meeting they predicted only took half a day of molasses to become a full day overnight.

They just came out of the room at 9 pm, and of course, in the lobby was waiting for Rena's husband with big eyes staring at Isak.

"Can't monopolize someone's wife! Honey, kangen" said Raka, cynical at Isak and sweet-turning on Rena who he had drawn in his arms.

"He works, yes naturally, I'm big salary" Isak lazy to see Raka who became like a baby version of jumbo. 

"Lo stay put in diapers, exactly your baby!" Ejek Isaac.

"Bodo is very, not disturbed by the jealousy of bangkotan singles," continued to hug tightly Rena who smiled amusedly, seeing the quarrel of the husband vs. the boss who was like a boy.

"Let's love us honeymoon again, leave the old singles alone with his loneliness" he kissed Rena's lips and dragged the wife away.

"Father, Dio will take you to the airport." Shouted Rena, Isak's head nodded with a waving hand driving his secretary away.

"Our father direct?" The driver Rena was talking about was already waiting for her outside the lobby of the Marlin Corp company. His body is very tired. He really just needs his soft bed today.

"Yes sir"

***

Isak the way to his plane that has been preparing to take him to Qatar. He entered and met the co-pilot of his plane, a habit from the past, Isak did not like the presence of flight attendants on his flight.

Isak took off his suit, rushed to refresh his body from the sticky feeling to make his sleep more soundly.

The man came out wearing only a towel, he rubbed his wet hair with a dry towel, but drowsiness hit him, and dropped himself on the bed. Isak fell asleep quickly.

His hand pulled a thick blanket haphazardly to cover himself from the gust of air conditioning that was quite cold.

The figure of the girl is seen when Isak pulls the blanket, next to him with his frowny hair and messy clothes, he is Leha.

Leha felt uncomfortable with her trousers, she woke up and took them off with her eyes still closed and threw off a directional slack, she just used her pants.

Even with the oversize transparent shirt he was wearing fell apart.

He re-entered the blanket because of the cold air that hit his skin, Leha shuddered in drowsiness and curled up again in search of warmth. His hand touched something warm.

He got a warm roll with the smell of soap that he loved so much, he grabbed himself, his feet held the roll tightly, his nose and lips smelled the aroma of sweet and intoxicating soap. And it made him sleepy again.

 

***

Leha sat down on the bed. He was surrounded by angels, the face of Greek gods. Don't tell me he's in heaven! 

Did the plane crash? Oh no! Leha pinched her thigh, sick and flushed, she did not dream.

He glanced at the man who covered himself in a towel-robe - who was not tied up - Leha could see the carving of a flat stomach the result of regular, brownish and seductive exercise.

His eyes were still focused on the torn bread, When the owner of the body realized Leha's hungry gaze, then closed the asset of Leha's sight.

Unable to see the sexy scene anymore, Leha was clucking, annoyed.

Inadvertently his eyes met with cold eyes that were staring at him sharply. He threw his gaze in another direction, and cursed his stupidity.

Leha played back her memory, she was going to Qatar, she got on the plane, with her friend Udin, celebrating his excitement then he fell asleep and fell asleep in a soft bed and they were now halfway to the country.

The question is where is Udin? Leha scanned the room and there was no one to find her, she stared at the exit, Udin must be outside.

"Hhh" a sigh rang out from beside her ear, Leha glanced back and got a sharp look.

"But! Don't dodge!" The woman with a beautiful face but not young anymore was leaving her waist. He looked at the man next to Leha fiercely.

"Bun I don't know who he is?" Said the gentleman blowing wind . Leha looked exhausted at that handsome face.

"Pardon me say—" Leha tried to help the handsome man.

"No, son, my son will take responsibility, Bang, you want you to get married!" A decision that made everyone look up. So did Leha.

Leha was standing on the bed, the sheet of blankets was falling from her body, Leha was not aware of her quick actions, she approached the handsome man's mother. "No, Mom, Kam—" 

"All the guys are out!" The woman's high voice, made Leha stop herself, not twitch. A cloak towel enveloped his back "Cover up your body!"

Leha stared at her body, in shock, quickly grabbing the towel of her robe, not knowing that she was close to the bridge. Sitting with a shy face.

"But! Get your clothes on!" Isak who had fallen silent, followed the orders of his mother.

Isak took a t-shirt and relaxed trousers. Before coming out he glanced at Leha who was still looking down with disheveled hair.

"It's there!" He pushed his son. 

"Why mother?" Asked curiously with suspicious squeaking eyes.

"Go out Bang! It's really hard to say" The woman pushed Isak.

"You clean up first yes, I wait outside" Leha nodded, not how long the woman came out turns out that her son who she went to sleep with the woman was waiting for her.

"Fearful Bang her boyfriend Mother anything" The woman who calls herself the mother, made her son cluck. The smile of his mother made him crackle.

The Mother must have had a hidden plan. And this won't be good for him.

After the beautiful woman came out of the room, Leha rushed to the spot where her trousers were. He wears it quickly.

Out of the room, he wanted to go to the bathroom his eyes were in the spotlight with the man he was in bed with, God, just like the headline of the newspaper red and green. The man's gaze was sharp, drawing out his heart.

Quickly Leha washed her face, tidied her hair, saw if there were any scratches and drool on her cheeks. At least I can't take it in front of the Greek gods.

He came out slowly, Leha lowered her head, she put her hair to her ears, she was nervous.

he looked up one by one and then sat down again, then looked up like looking for something.

"Here sit with us" said the beautiful middle-aged woman. Leha slowly approached. Like a prisoner who gets hanged. What Leha felt.

Leha sat on the soft chair but felt jagged. He's not comfortable. He's still down.

"Hi thou shalt not be afraid" said the woman, but there was a snort around Leha. The woman glanced sharply at the grunter.

"Include me Nami Ibrahim, mother of the man who fucked you—"

"Buun—"

"Sstttt .. don't cut! You're a suspect here!" nami said fiercely. Nalen the third child joined his lips together, if the mother was like this, then they must be silent and obey.

"Mu in—"

"Call Mother, you don't have to worry as soon as my son will marry you, Oh yes what is your name dear?"

Leha's hand felt warm, Nami cupped Leha's hand. Leha's eyes grew. He could look into his clear eyes full of affection there.

"Leha ma'am, uh .. Bun, Mommy" I don't think her heart is warm and haru. This is what it feels like to call a mother.

"Oh baby it's okay, everything's gonna be fine. My son will be responsible." Leha shook her head quickly. His eyes glazed over, he looked down deeply, a sense of pleasure and also wistfully slanted.

He remembered his brother, with a slight jerking motion he returned to the room, taking his bag.

He came back out, and the man caught his hand, with the cell phone to be turned on 

"we're on a plane, we can't" Isak said. Commemorating.

"Sorry" Leha lowered her head.

He pulled Leha and put the woman on the bed. "We made a deal!" The man broke the silence.

"Deal?"

"We're pretending to be dating and I'll give you anything." Isaac held Leha's shoulders, waiting for Leha's response. Leha seemed to think. Longtime.

"Good! I have three conditions of request" Leha has been confident in her decision.

"What?" 

"First request, World Cup ticket and ticket to Indonesia."

He doesn't know, but that's all he has in his brain right now. Not finding the figure of Udin made him not think long, where is the Udin? What not to be left behind? Leha was confused alone as well. He does not want to be alone in a country that is foreign to him.

With that thought Leha agreed to the deal put forward by this handsome guy in front of her, Already Ha, he is indeed handsome but not as handsome as your Neymar! Leha warned herself.

"Agreed! And you're pretending to be my girlfriend?" Mata Leha bought, she did not expect the terms would be granted easily.

"really?" Suppose Isak makes a delusion with Neymar again successful. "My Neymar I'm coming" he whispered,

"Then the second and third requests?"

"I'll save it for later" he said.

Back they were silent. They are struggling with their own thoughts, of course you know, Leha imagines meeting Neymar selfie, and making a video on social media. But Isaac strengthened his heart that the decision he made was right.

"Okeh prepare our charade, get out of here, we are faced by a big family," Leha nodded stiffly, This is Isak's way of buying time, he does not want to get married, especially with people he does not know.

He called Rena, and asked, This has something to do with Rena's cousin. Isak doesn't know how it really happened. But he also did not want to damage his image in front of his extended family.

With him dating, at least the problem will be quickly resolved, and later said they turned out to be in line and they broke up while in Indonesia. And there's no marriage. Done it. Fast and genius mind. Isak smiled sumringah.

"As a first step introduce I am Isaac Lewii Ibrahim II, you call Isak, not Levi, until here you understand?"

Tbc.