The Search for the CEO

whose wallet?

"W-what did you say? futilely? And you also what if your boss's CEO is crazy??!"

"Yes, why?" hatch the girl, stick her palms together on her hips. Makes Aryan emotions blur. It was like soaking in a pitcher that was heated on top of the embers. "So, why are you angry? Which I told my boss. Not you!"

Aryan's brain just boils. "Youuu??!!"

"Yahoo!" exclaimed someone from behind who turned out to be Boby. Bima is the pseudonym Arya used during her disguise.

"Here, Bim," he asked back, waving to Arya.

At first glance Arya turned to Bobby, then looked back at the girl who still did not stop glaring with her hands clutching at her own hips.

"Ape you, glaring at me?!"

"Our business is not finished!" arya replied to the girl who then passed. They rushed to the gate of the yacht.

"Woy! Which responsibility are you? Don't run away!" hardik the girl was trying to catch up. But his steps stopped, he realized that the departure ticket was only a few minutes away. He was forced to return to arrange some scattered items. Just the important things he put back in the big bag. The rest, the supplies that were not feasible due to a fall he had to leave.

"Sir, it looks like I should be more frugal," the girl muttered with a sad look. "My money is only a few hundred thousand more! foiouh! Hope that's enough!"

Rushing he fortified the items that are no longer neatly arranged. Very rushed to the cruise ship gate. Unwittingly, he had dropped his wallet, the last remaining money of his in the place where he had collided with Arya earlier.

"Last passenger?" ask a crew member who serves passengers.

"Yes, I, sir."

"The ticket?"

"Oh yes." Soon the girl pulled out the ticket from inside her jeans jacket pocket."

"Mom, Alona?" he said when he read the name on the ticket.

"Yes, right, sir!"

"Have you filled the seat with the number 201 on the second floor, huh."

"Oh yes. Thank you." Thank you."

"Either. Enjoy your journey!" A sincere smile emanated from the look of the fleet of ships. Alona returned her smile. Then rushed to guard his luggage towards the chair that had been directed before.

For a second, Alona still put on a sour look considering the incident that hit her a few minutes ago. "Basically, bre**s*k guy. Watch out if I see you again. I'm not going to get out!" frangipani.

Just a few steps he walked, now Alona's eyes again glared when he returned to cross paths with Arya. "Well, meet us again. You hit me right!" point Alona in her face. Round the eyeball of the man he pointed at.

"Hishe. You again! What the hell are you doing?" sahut Arya who looks bad.

"Heh, you haven't taken responsibility! Take it again!"

"What gocap! You think I'm a beggar?"

"Trus, how much do you want? Not that it's enough to replace your broken eggs!"

Ting ding dong! Bell rang and managed to distract them.

'Pay attention to all passengers. Departure time is five minutes. Please immediately be at the respective number for each seat number owner.'

"No, listen? Just leaving again! Hussh hussh there and there, go!" Arya wiggled her hands in a repulsive motion. Actually the girl really wanted to rebuke him. Honey, again he didn't stand a chance. With a sour face, he was forced to pass from the face of the rese man. Even so, his grunts rang out all the way until it disappeared with his back behind the door.

"Excuse me, sir!" Suddenly a man was present, half-running over to the crew on duty receiving passengers at the gate.

"Yes, what's wrong, sir. Are you one of the passengers from the GCK group company?"

"No, sir, but ...."

"Then, sorry, we don't have much time to serve you. Because the ship is leaving soon!"

"I just want to drive this!" reveal the father while handing him a black wallet. "This wallet just fell down near my stall."

"Do you know who the owner is?"

"As I recall, there were two people in front of my stall. One is Mas-mas, the other is Mbak-mbak. They're kayaking again for a fight. Maybe this wallet belongs to one of them."

"Good, Sir. Thank you so much for returning this wallet! We'll let you know if there's an identity of the owner."

"Together!" he smiled and turned back to get out of the gate. But accidentally, he returned to cross paths with Arya who happened to still be in the area.

"Well, here's the Mas!" the thrill when passing.

"What's this?" Arya was a little confused. Suddenly came a father who pointed at him as if he was a fugitive suspect.

"I ran out of my wallet. It fell in front of my stall. Yes, come on, Mom!" said the Father who immediately passed without giving a chance to ask Arya who looked confused. It almost made the man scratch his head even though it didn't itch.

"This, Mas, the wallet. Next time be careful if you bring stuff!" said the officer who also passed immediately.

"But ... This isn't my dom .. pet." Arya tried to explain, but it seemed that the officer had already considered the problem and even his steps had gone far. He heard no more explanations from Arya. Resigned, the man chose to keep the wallet while scratching his head again.

"This is not my wallet! But ... Why is this wallet exactly the same as mine? Hmm, just keep it!" he put the wallet in the bag. Because now all must be in their seats, Arya does not have much time to check directly who the identity of the owner of the wallet.

"It seems like I'll have a little time, then maybe next time I check!" muttered.

connect ....