The Secret Child of the Ceo

Ep 29's

“Naina.” Gibran's voice seemed choked, staring in disbelief at the woman standing on the stage. Gibran hurriedly walked over, he wanted to see clearly whether it was Naina or just his illusion because he missed the woman.

Gibran's chest was pounding more and more, his eyes glazed over seeing clearly the woman he so longed for right now.

“That's you Nai, hopefully this isn't Gibran's inner dream” as he keeps walking to get closer to the stage.

Michel asked Mark to deliver a few opening remarks to the guests, the woman seemed hesitant but tried to force herself agr even bolder. He walked slowly to the microphone, according to Mark's request.

Michel glanced back at Mark's face and his two adoptive parents who told him to stay confident. He immediately tried to dare himself to breathe deeply, he immediately looked ahead with a gaze full of confidence.

He who was about to begin to open his voice suddenly just immediately fixated when he saw a man who looked exhausted and tried to regulate his breathing looking at him at this moment.

At once Michel's hand shook violently, and his face turned full of fear. His body responded to his fear of retreating with his reflexes, Michel's hands continued to tremble and he was retreating backwards.

“Michel what's wrong?” mark whispered into Michel's ear as the woman's back hit his chest.

“Not to worry, remember as I said don't assume people are in front of you” again Mark tried to remind Michel about what he said earlier.

“I can't brother, I.I.I can't” Michel looked terrified cold sweat started coming out of his skin pores.

“don't say can't Michel, you can. Come papa sama mama must be proud of you” again Mark trying to make Michel brave. Though Michel is not afraid because there are many people but because there are men who most want him to avoid for good.why the man can be here, inner Michel.

“I can't brother, I'm sorry” was scared Michel just left the stage to make Mahendra and Vita confused.

“Michel,” call Mark a little slowly,

And not only was the big family confused but the guests were also confused by the current situation. Mark immediately took over, he again spoke to divert the guests from Michel who had already walked away.

“Naina..” call Gibran when he sees the woman running away from the stage.

“that's Naina, I have to talk to her. It was really Naina.” Gibran said and hurriedly walked out of the venue to catch up with the woman he thought was Naina.

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Michel was in the toilet, he was staring at himself.His hands were shaking quite violently due to the unexpected just now. His mind was still so scared for now.

“i.it, it was right Mr. Gibran right, to.why he.why he was here” his breath up and down because he was so afraid of him now that he stuttered.

“Why he can be here, it's not that he's kan” Michel tried to deny that fact, he held squeezing his own two hands trying to control himself that was still shaking.

“Arkhh, why did I meet him again” erang Michel covered his face with both hands. Her tears could not be contained, as the memories of the dark past were lodged in her head at this time. and Gibran's scary face re-remembered in his head all those years he tried to forget that now the memory of the man's cruelty re-emerged again.

“Huhuh, hikss..hikss” Michel slid down to bend his knees, like a frightened little boy he was hugging his own knee at this time.

“Hikss, what should I do” the stuffing.

He was crying in the toilet, no matter if anyone came in. He was really scared right now and confused what to do.

“Ngak Nai, why should you be afraid now. You're not Naina you're Michel now, so what are you afraid of” suddenly there's another inner voice that instantly makes Naina look up.

“True, I'm not Naina now. I'm Michel, and I'm not a weak woman.I remember Michel I'm not Naina I Michel” Michel began to stand again staring at herself in the glass bracing herself to try to raise her courage.

“You are Michel, not Naina” he said as if speaking to the reflection of his face in the mirror.

“you cheerful, brave Michel is not the weak Naina anymore” he continued talking to himself.

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Gibran looked exhausted, because he was everywhere looking for a perempan that looked like Naina earlier. He's been to the park in this hotel, he's been to the balcony up but there's nothing.

“where else should I look for her, I'm sure that woman is Naina” inner Gibran while adjusting her breath.

Just now that he said that, the woman he was looking for seemed to be walking out of the bathroom. Gibran straightened his body back up, not wasting time he immediately walked quickly to the woman.

“Naina..” call her who walked behind the woman who looks like Naina, but the woman did not stop or turn her head.

“Naina wait a moment, Naina” Gibran keeps calling while continuing to speed up her pace.

“Naina I said wait,” she said and pulled the woman's arm. Because the pull is strong enough to make Michel immediately turned and his body hit the chest field belongs to Gibran. Gibran's hands reflexively held the waist of a woman who resembled his wife.

Michel was shocked by what was happening at this moment, he fell silent and tried to endure the fear of staring coldly at the man before him.

Gibran himself was silent, observing the woman's face.His eyes were back in tears as he clearly stared quite closely at his wife's face, right this is his wife's face so similar to Naina's.

“this is right you dear.this is you. I miss you.” said Gibran and hugged Michel just like that.

Michel was clearly fixated on that, he was also surprised by what Gibran was doing at the moment.

“DESPITE, I don't know you” Michel said as he tried to let go of Gibran's embrace.

“no, I won't let you go. I miss you baby.” Gibran hugged Michel.

“You're Crazy, I don't know you. Let go of me, or I'll yell”

Gibran still hugged Michel he didn't care, he just wanted to keep hugging her because he missed her so much.

“TUAN, I said.I don't know you. FREELANCE..”tegas Michel while pushing strong Gibran. But for free, Gibran's hug is strong enough can not be released just like that.

“Naina, how could you not know me. I'm your husband, I miss.” Gibran said stalled and his speech replaced by a groan of pain as Naina kicked the center of her core.

“Arggh,” eras so much pain.

“I am not Naina sir, I am Michel and I do not know you understand.” Tukas Naina was so cold and he was about to leave but again Gibran held his wrist.

“No way, you lied dear. You pretended not to know me right, you are angry with me right.I'm sorry” please Gibran hold Michel's hand.

Michel just threw it away,

“You're deaf or something, I told you I'm not Naina, I don't know you either. And stop calling me darling it's disgusting” circus Michel stared angrily at Gibran.

“Nai..Naina” exclaimed Gibran calling Naina who walked quickly away from the sight of Gibran who was still in pain.

“no, I'm sure of it. I'm absolutely sure it's my wife” Gibran concluded while looking at the woman who had walked away.

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