The Secret Child of the Ceo

Ep 65's

Gibran occasionally kicked the tires of his car that was on the side of the road, he had rushed away because he wanted to go to Michel's house instead his tires suddenly leaked on the road and unfortunately he did not bring spare tires.

“Aishh, why so unlucky today” bluffs pissed. He was confused what to do now, Khalif from earlier he called never to be picked up and Erlan the boy was still a lecturer at his campus.

“Who else should I contact now” dizzy should contact who else.

“Kevin, I forgot that his workshop is near here” muttered when he thought of one name that flashed in his brain at this time. Kevin is a friend of SMA when the man will have a workshop in the area where his car broke a tire now. Hurry Gibran looking for the number of the man named Kevin, he immediately called the teannya.

“Kevin, it's me Gibran” Gibran said as the call across the street was picked up.

“Iya what is Bran?” kevin was across the street.

“This is my car tire broke near your workshop, please bring a change tire for my car. I forgot to bring Pinta Gibran's serep” tire to the guy.

“Oke ready boss, wait there. Special to you, I myself who go there”

“Still yes, I wait” concluded Gibran after that the call was directly interrupted. Gibran put his cell phone back in his pants pocket. While waiting for Kevin to come he just walked in the car.

Fifteen minutes later the man named Kevin came riding his sport bike along with a colleague more precisely a mechanic in his workshop.

Gibran who shrewd it can only shake his head can-can his friend carry the car tire using a motorcycle let alone that makes him flabbergasted appearance Kevin who he thought was too bad how to tampers man's hair colored yellow golden.

“Crazy bro, not wrong this.” said Gibran.

“Why?” Kevin who got off the bike asked back.

“your introduction.”

“Behold, I told my men to change tires first. Which tire is breaking?”

“Front button to the right” replied Gibran.

“Brother..” exclaims Kevin while giving a code to the mechanic he brought.

“Any pack bos” replied the mechanic who knew the meaning of the words of his boss.

“Kompak really..” says Gibran.

“Kompak lah” Kevin said.

“You are already the fathers can-can-makabir diwrnai so”, Gibran said to his friend.

“It is precisely because of the fathers that the hair must be colored. Shy woy ubannya already many”

“Serius already have gray hair, still young also”

“Wah was not consistent earlier but I now say the fathers are still young which is true woy”

“Kan the fathers are just plucked, seriously you Vin already have gray hair there are not thirty also”

“Now gray hair does not age, many think I might it my factor ubanan” said Kevin.

“Eh takes how long is this my car tire?”

“Half hours maybe”

“Setengaj hour, wah can not wait for me. I have business.pinjem motormu can” said Gibran, if you wait it is clear he will be late to Michel's house and the woman has already left for GINAI instead.

“How's your car?”

“I stay here, you will bring and do not have to think when to go. I pinjem motor yes, where the key” Gibran walk right next to his car took a small bag that he used to carry for his wallet and money.

“Tuh on motor,” replied Kevin.

“My key is also in the car, I pinjem ya” said Gibran and directly climbed on Kevin's motorbike.

“Siap..” replied Kevin while lifting his thumb.

Gibran immediately went on Kevin's bike, he didn't care about using motr. The bike is also a cool bike and he is also cool so the more cool the viewer is now. Gibran thought so confidently of himself.

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Michel himself is currently walking out while checking the contents of his bag afraid that there are items left in the house.

Only then did Michel pick up his phone suddenly the sound of the motor shifted his gaze. A motorcycle driven by no one because it was covered in a helmet entered Michel's yard. The woman just kept quiet while looking curiously at who was coming to her house.

“Who is it?” muttered.

The bike is now stopped right in front of Michel, Michel is increasingly curious to see who the cool man in front of him is currently wearing a navy shirt suit with his arms slightly raised up.

“Morning.” the man said as he opened his helmet.

Michel was flabbergasted to see his mouth open to see who was in front of him, he regretted what he had been thinking about the coolness of the man.

“You..”

“Iya this is my dear, why gawking so.pana with me” said Gibran when he saw Michel sucked when he opened the Helm even though before he opened his helmet his wife was staring with stunned eyes.

“no,” elak Michel

“Ngapain here?” ketus again.

“Pick you up, let's hunt up later we're late to miss” said Gibran told Michel to ride immediately.

“I got in my own car” refused Michel and he immediately sauntered away.

Gibran hurriedly got off his bike, he immediately held Michel's hand at this moment.

“Jalanan was jammed ride aja motor faster, you do not want your brother removed from GINAI”

Michel was silent,..

“I don't care,” he replied later.

“Oh no matter, do not-don't you refuse to ride the motor because you want to avoid me yes. Yesterday I wanted to kiss now to avoid embarrassment yes dear” goda Gibran while gently nudging Michel's shoulder while smiling ignorantly.

“Apaan sih” concluded Michel.

“Then say aja, or prestige.”

“Anaan anyway,” annoyed Michel his face getting red because blushed with Gibran's speech. The man was reminded of yesterday when he didn't resist at all when Gibran kissed him.

“Iih red face, blushed dear”

“Anaan anyway, no need to digeldek. Come hunt..” said Michel quite ketus he immediately approached back to the Gibran motorbike earlier.

Gibran smiled with satisfaction because Michel also according to him, he immediately handed over the helmet he had bought. Because Kevin was not wearing a helmet so he had to buy it first.

“You deliberately came here with motora?” michel asked suspiciously.

“Ngak.”

“Lying, why the helmet still smells new like this”

“Neither have friends, my car has broken tires so I bring the motor” replied Gibran honestly. The man got on his bike. But Michel saw it..

“Why diem, let's go up” Gibran said.

Michel rode a smabil snorting annoyed, it was fortunate that he was today wearing jeans otherwise how could he ride on the bike.

“handle” Gibran's pinta when Michel is already sitting behind him.

“iya” replied Michel briefly while holding on to the back seat.

“Not there but here” said Gibran who realized that Michel was holding on to the back seat. He immediately took Michel's hand and wrapped it around his boat.

“The handle that fastens” he said again.

Michel wanted to rebel but he could only keep quiet,

Gibran directly runs the motor and he immediately engerers just make Michel inevitably clutched tightly hugged Gibran hug. Gibran can only smile with satisfaction because the mode was successful he immediately run the motor to leave Michel's house while Michel in his heart grumbled to himself because he knew it must be intentional by Gibran.

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T.B.C