The Secret Child of the Ceo

Ep 3

“Naina, Naina..” call the dance that suddenly appeared from behind Naina who will take her things in the closet where OB and OG used to change clothes and put their things.

 

Naina looked directly at Tari,

“Iya what's Tar?” ask Naina to her partner.

“You from anywhere, until noon this time even want to go home your office just nongol. What law are you in with Gibran?” tanya Tari was worried about her friend because Naina was not seen from her nose.

 

“I took a short break, at the cafeteria. My body does not feel good Tar, now I also want to go home.” Naina was forced to lie there's no way she'd say that she was tortured by serving Gibran in bed.

 

“You want to go home? Already with permission, Mr. Gibran Nai. If not later you get a penalty loh” said Tari worried.

 

“Kok” again Naina lied, even though she has not been licensed with Gibran. But how else does his body feel crumpled and tired. He wanted to rest at home, and didn't want to see Gibran's face at the moment.

 

“Thank God that you have permission Nai, oh yes you have not answered you are given the same punishment, Mr Gibran?”

 

“Cuman tell clean the room only kok” replied Naina not frankly.

 

“Oh, yes if you want to go home carefully. For example, if your body does not feel good quickly take medicine” concluded Tari so concerned with Naina.

 

“Yes thanks Tar” naina hugged her friend, she suddenly just cried with a warm Dance hug. It reminded her of the mother in the village.

“I go home first yes tar” said Naina immediately leave.

 

“Iya be careful yes,.” Tari said as she waved her hand at Naina who walked away with a faint smile.

 

Naina walks out of the office while looking at the contents of her bag checking her belongings who knows there are still left behind, he now needs time to be alone to mourn his fate.

 

Elsewhere Gibran is currently calling his girlfriend, he invites to meet his girlfriend who has been busy for several days with her work. Alisha is a model and ballerina who is pursuing a career abroad.

 

“Yes, when dear we find it, you always say we can't. But when I can't you get angry” upset Gibran while walking towards his current chair.

 

“Yes I'm sorry baby, I still have an appointment with my manager. Then how dong, when you really have no work?” alisha replied across the street, the woman's soft voice felt guilty.

 

“My work is done, and you told me to finish it. But what, you are indeed a lying woman.” Gibran began to get emotional and immediately turned off his call and did not take responsibility he immediately threw his cellphone in any direction no matter the phone will be damaged or not later.

 

“I should keep warming myself with Naina, knowing you're going to keep our promise Alisha. Where is Naina now,” said Gibran and walked towards the room in his office. He will look for Naina and spend his days and days in bed with her.

 

Gibran immediately opened the room where he had left Naina, and when the door opened he found no one there. Kmar was empty and neatly arranged as before.

“The woman is gone,” muttered Gibran as he walked in. “Stupid, not that I told him to go”, Gibran continued to curse himself.

 

Gibran immediately walked out of the room, before he saw his watch first.it was five in the afternoon when he came home. It is also possible that Naina has prepared her toiletries at home.

 

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Naina sits quietly at the stop by herself, waiting for the usual angkot to take her home. He saw the left right was still quiet no angkot or public transportation passing in front of him. It makes him nervous, he is afraid that if the house is not on time then Gibran will be angry with him because it has not made food for the man.

“did I call Uma to make dinner?” thought Naina. “right I just call Bi Uma so she makes dinner for Gibran” break up Naina. She decided to contact a housekeeper who only works while at home. Bi uma did not stay at home and Gibran the woman only worked during the day and that was just washing Gibran's clothes and ironing them.

 

“Halo Bi Uma,” said Naina when the call across there has been lifted.

 

 

“begini bi, I ask you to make dinner for Mr. Gibran yes. You see I have not been able to angkot fear later if Mr. Gibran came home there is no food. Aunt is still home, right?”

 

“Good non, later aunt cook for Pak Gibran. There's more non.”

 

“Ngak bi, that's all. Thank you so much for wanting me to mintain please”

 

“Iya non equally, kayak aja” concluded Bi Uma.

 

“Ya already then bi” Naina instantly turned off her call after saying what she wanted to say. Right now he just needs to wait for public transportation to pass by.

 

Shortly after, an angkot stopped in front of Naina, making the woman stand up and walk into the angkot.

“What Pak Gibran has at home yes, he is angry if not me who cook” concluded Naina looks anxious to think about Gibran's reaction later if not her who cooked.

 

Naina sat daydreaming until she didn't realize that anyone was opening her bag right now, there were only four orran in the air and they were busy with their cell phone so they didn't see what happened to Naina.

The person who took Naina's wallet immediately went down after getting what she wanted. Naina is still unconscious, she continues to daydream about the fate of her household in the future. Honestly, he could not bear to live with Gibran who continued to torment him, but he if he gave up how the fate of his family in the village and the fate of his sister's school.

 

“Mbaknya was down on road F right?” the driver asked Naina who was sitting right behind him.

 

“Iya how sir?” Naina only regained consciousness from her daydream when the driver turned to her at this moment.

 

“Mbak Down on Road F right?” repeat the angkot driver.

 

“Oh yes sir,” Naina directly down from the angkot while opening her bag to find her wallet. But he felt strange because he did not find his wallet in the bag. The woman was immediately confused...

 

“Mbak hunted, I want to walk again” exclaimed the angkot driver from inside his vehicle.

 

“Iya for a moment sir, I found my wallet first” replied Naina.

 

“Sorry mas, mas there is my wallet is not yes” said Naina asked the slightly young man who was in angkot.

 

The man was looking for Naina's wallet, even he looked down at the place he was sitting on who knew the wallet was there.

“no mbak” said the man.

“Aduh.” Naina was immediately confused.

“Mbak hunted, want to pay anything no sih”

“Pak, sorry my wallet lost how if I pay tomorrow”

“No can mbak, I am looking for sustenance and must deposit the time to be owed”

“Ya already sir let me later pay the cost of mbak it” said the man who was looking for Naina's wallet earlier.

“Aw no need” Naina feels bad.

“Ngak pa-pa mbak, already a driver come on hunt jalan” said the young man to the angkot driver.

“thank you very much mas, thanks” said naina.

“Iya both mbak” angkot it immediately walked away leaving Naina on the side of the road. whereas the man inside the angkot continued to look at the innocent woman.

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