The Struggle for Love of the Ceo

The happy ending

By late afternoon, the routine at the office was over. Some of the employees have already started leaving the room. The same is true of a man who wears a light green suit. The man seemed to close his labtop, and tidied up the file he had just learned. Once everything was ready, he immediately withdrew to return home. Gathering with his wife and children. After a day of activity in the office that is very draining of energy and mind. In that house he can eliminate fatigue when he saw the smile of the woman he loved.

His days are now more colorful since he married Amalia. Added to the presence of a little angel who has always been his encouragement. Not to forget a little girl who is a complement in her small family. As well as a mother who is also a friend and best friend for herself and her wife.

Complete happiness enveloped their families. After a storm that threatens to wreck her household with Amalia. Now he should be grateful to be able to get through it all.

"Assalamualaikum," he said when he got home.

"Waalaikumsalam," replied a woman wearing a pink robe complete with her hijab.

The appearance of the woman made Angga flabbergasted. Until he blinked his eyes. Aware of being the center of attention of her husband, Amalia exclaimed, "there is something wrong with my appearance! Ugly huh?"

Angga blinked his eyes, immediately ya approached the wife who began not to care with his appearance. "You're beautiful, honey?" He then praised his new appearance.

"You're not lying, are you?" Angga.

"No dear. Really, you look sweet and pretty. This heart is so sweet. I don't want to blink my eyes." Just as Angga was about to hug Amalia, his children came from behind and shocked the two of them.

"Mother, Dad. No. no.... Can't be the gentler of Azka's mother." Angga misgivings with the behavior of his son who likes to ruin his pleasure.

Seeing Azka writhing in Amalia's hands. Sontak made Nadira look down sadly at the thought of her late mother. Realizing that, Angga immediately approached.

"Honey, Dira can really hug Mother Amalia. Is it Azka?" At a glance Dira looked over, and immediately approached Amalia as Azka nodded happily, and waved her hand so that she could also hug her mother.

Amalia hugged the two boys. A warm embrace of affection. There is no difference in his affection between Nadira and his biological son. For Amalia it's all the same. Nadira is no longer considered an adopted child by him. She also considered her own daughter.

They spend the night telling stories together, playing together, even sleeping together. In the morning, Amalia woke up first. She did not forget to wake her husband.

"Wake up." The goose is also squirming.

"What time, baby?" tanyanya still refused to open her eyes.

"Udah wants dawn." Amalia pulled Angga's hand so the man wouldn't sleep again. "Bag!!"

"Yes dear."

After the dawn prayer together, Angga hugged his wife from behind. Whispering, "I miss you, baby."

"Apaan sih Mas. Look at the kids." Amalia grumbling.

"I have good news for you" said Angga, further strengthening his embrace.

"Flame. Don't tell me you want to take me on a honeymoon song" he said as he recalled Angga's words that night.

"Hahaha that's one of them. But I'm sure this news will make you very happy." Angga laughed at his wife's expression from behind the glass of the closet.

"What a darling. Don't make me curious!"

"I've managed to reclaim the company of the ocean of love."

"Bahhh. Seriously?"

Angga told his wife everything. From beginning to end he regains the company of the ocean of love from Burhan's hands. It was no longer the happiness and joy felt by the woman. But she is also proud to have a husband who truly cares about herself and her family.

That afternoon everyone gathered at Angga's residence. The Amalia family from Bogor was there. Don't forget Delon and Santika they invited. The goal is one, to celebrate his success in launching a new product that is now a boom in the country. Also for the inauguration in front of the family ownership company ocean of love.

After enjoying the lunch. They gather in the family room.

"Ngga, Papa thanks you. For what you gave us." Pak Sapta shed tears. He never imagined it before. A company that has long since escaped his hands. Now thanks to his son-in-law, the company can return to the hands of his family.

"It's all thanks to Brother Delon as well as Pa. If only Brother Delon had not exposed Angel's decay at that time. Perhaps, Angga's company will also succeed in their capture." Angga looked at the man sitting next to his mother-in-law.

"And because of you, Papa can tell the rottenness of Burhan that pitted Papa and your late Papa. Papa feels guilty, has misunderstood him." Tears that had only piled up on her petals. He slowly fell down his cheeks.

"The sacrifice was incredible. To unite your love. Papa's really sorry." They also got into that sadness. Remembering what happened a while ago. Especially Amalia. The woman was devastated if she remembered the incident. He didn't even have a chance to apologize to his late father-in-law.

"It is Mr. Sapta. Everything has happened. I am sure, my late husband was also happy to see the success of Angga who can restore the company owned by the family Mr." Ms. Renata mediates.

"Now the most important thing is that we look after each other" he added.

"Mas, I want to make a pilgrimage to Papa's tomb," Amalia asked in a hiccup.

"Yes dear. We'll go there later." Angga also expressed his wife's request.

"Grandma, Grandpa Azka wants to play with Grandpa." The full atmosphere melted when the two boys asked to be accompanied by playing with his grandfather. Many of the games they play are one of them, playing the horses.

"Darling, poor Grandpa!" reprimand Angga who could not bear to see his father-in-law was not bored ridden by his son.

"Ohh, it turns out that grandfather's grandson is already big?" Everyone chuckled at the middle-aged man's behavior who was hesitating about holding his granddaughter.

"Hmmm... All of it is here. Delon will sing the happy news for all of us." Now everyone in that place was staring at the man wearing a jeans suit and a short t-shirt.

"Delon and Santika are officially engaged." Surprising. They were all flabbergasted by the man's words. How not, in a short time. The man had already stepped forward about his charm.

"Is it really sister?" Santika bowed in shame, when the question was thrown from the mouth of his future sister-in-law.

"Bad brother ihhhh. Not by the way, Am."

"Jeez Deck. Time is so talking to you. There is, this handsome brother of yours can be plucked from your husband's noh."

"There's no need to make a fuss" said Bu Yuni, who was happy to hear the news.

"Congratulations, Brother."

The warmth, togetherness of the family continued until late afternoon. As promised by Angga. They all made a pilgrimage to the tomb of Mr. Dwipangga. At a funeral in central Jakarta, their car stopped.

They immediately went down to the gravestone that read the name of the deceased Dwipangga. After arriving right in front of that tombstone. They chant prayers for the deceased.

"Pa, you calm papa down there. Angga has already realized papa's dream. Reunite this family. And return what should be Kak Delon's." Angga rubbed the tombstone.

"Look at the two of them, our children. They are the ones who get revenge between us. You are the true friend, Wi." Now it is the turn of the Sapta sir who speaks.

Everyone has made mistakes. Because man is a place of sin and death. If forgiveness is more beautiful than enmity. Remove the grudge in your heart. Because your grudges will eat away at your heart.

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