The Struggle for Love of the Ceo

Who's the good guy

Amalia was terrified, looking at Angga in front of her. He took one step back, he was not ready to face Angga directly.

Angga who realized the fear Amalia experienced, then acted as if he did not see it.

"Get in, I'll get out of here." Angga spoke without looking towards Amalia. Amalia momentarily stared at where she was standing at this moment. He was trying to understand Angga's words. Slowly, he entered the room of Angga. And immediately do his job.

After she finished her work, Amalia rushed home. His body was really very limp. Cold sweat began to pour. Amalia left Angga's room, and walked towards the ground floor. Using the elevator, Amalia went down to the ground floor. But when he gets into the elevator. Angga will also come out of the elevator to the room. Old Angga looked at meu towards Amalia, he could see the pale face of Amalia. I want Angga to take the girl. But, she knew Amalia wouldn't want to.

With a raging feeling within her, Amalia was still standing in the doorway of the elevator. His gaze began to blur, his eyes were twitching, and the brugh Amalia fell. Quickly caught by Angga.

"Wake up, why, hey!" Shouted Angga in panic. Angga then carried Amalia's body into his room. Eucalyptus oil, from P3K box. Then, rubbed on Amalia's forehead. His body was cold, his face pale. "Why forced labor, if still not feeling well," grumbled Angga rubbing Amalia's hand.

For almost half an hour, Amalia was unconscious. Angga looked after her, next to the sofa where Amalia lay. Can not be denied, this girl in front of him is indeed very beautiful. Unceasingly, Angga looked at Amalia. The roar in his head was hunting the heat. I think he wants to repeat what happened at the hotel last night. But that's impossible for him to do.

Slowly but surely, Amalia opened her eyes. He watched the room around him, when he realized, if he was in the room Angga. Amalia wakes up, though her head is still dizzy.

"Where are you going, rest here. Your face is so pale, I've ordered food for you." Angga who sees Amalia will move, then prevent her.

"I have to get out of here" Amalia said, standing up. Not standing perfectly yet, his body collapsed again. The goose reflex caught him. Their gazes were locked, long enough they looked at each other. Until Amalia realized, the man who was holding her.

"Let go, I can do it myself." Amalia then sat back on the sofa.

"Bas stubborn, said do not go first, ngeyel," said Angga.

Tok.tok, there was a sound of doors from outside the room. Angga then opened it. The food he ordered came. A security guard escorted him to Angga's room. A box of pizzas, and two cups of milkshakes, brought by Angga.

"Now eat first, after that I take you home." Angga put a pizza box and a cup of milkshakes in front of Amalia.

"No, I'm full. And I can go home by myself," declined Amalia.

"You're so stubborn, look at your body like it's shaking. Not to mention your face is pale. Still want to go home alone. If you pass out on the street, what? it'll trouble people." Angga spoke in a slightly loud tone, he was furious with Amalia's attitude.

"Fast eat, the food!" The impact, because Amalia was still silent.

With hesitation, Amalia finally opened the pizza box. Then, start eating it. Angga smiled with relief, because Amalia wanted to eat, the food she gave.

Finish eating and drinking, giving Angga. His body, which had been trembling, was no longer. Amalia was hungry, because she ate only a little from yesterday afternoon. Angga who showed Amalia, smiled mockingly at Amalia.

"Why go to the office, if you're still sick?."

"I'm sick because of you, did you forget?." Amalia stared hard at Angga.

"Yes, let me drive you home." Angga started to stand up, followed by Amalia. They walked out of the room.

In the elevator, Amalia shakes again. He remembers what happened to him at the hotel with Angga. He tried to calm himself, but still could not.

"Not half conscious? it means you are still conscious! but why would you do that to me." Amalia's tears escaped, so Angga could have done that to her. In fact, he was still half conscious, should be able to control himself.

"I don't mean it that way, don't remember it." Angga turned his gaze to the elevator button.

As the elevator doors opened, the two of them walked towards the office lobby. Amalia was silent, as was Angga. She's so clumsy, got to act like Amalia.

Angga opened his car door for Amalia, "get in!" yang Angga held the car door. Amalia hesitated, finally coming inside. After making sure Amalia got in her car, Angga ran around her car, then went inside. They both sit in the back. Angga does not drive his own car. However, his personal driver was carrying his car.

The quiet atmosphere inside the car, no one spoke. Occasionally Angga glanced at Amalia, while Amalia just lowered her head. "Where is your home?" asked Angga, opening his voice. "In front of that, princess's hostel". Amalia pointed across the street. That is, they have reached their destination. Amelia got out of Angga's car, she ran straight to her boarding house. Angga just shook his head, looking at Amalia's behavior. "Don't say thank you, instead run rich people chased by demons." Angga observed from a distance Amalia, until he was not seen again, by her.

Amalia cleansed her body, having entered her boarding house. He hurried to finish his bath, because he had to menanfers for his mother in the village. After the shower, and fully dressed. Amalia picked up the phone in her bag. He intends to call his mother, because he could not manage the money this afternoon. When the call is connected.

"Assalamualaikum Ma, where is Mama now?"

"Waalaikumussalam Am, Mama is already home. Thank you son, the money you sent through your friend earlier." Amalia was confused to hear her mother's words.

"Ma, but Amalia hasn't transferred Lo. Where do you get money, Ma?"

"Lho, didn't you send money to your friend earlier? That guy gave Mama ten million. Mama was also confused, where did you come from, that much."

"Ten million Ma?"

"Yes, ten million."

"Ma, what kind of person is Ma?"

"People are tall, big, and the rambutan is a bit curly. Why is Am?"

"Yes yes, Ma, Am wants to sleep first, already sleepy. bye Mama!"

Amalia hung up on her phone, she was confused, who sent that kind of money, to her mom. Amalia began to guess, the money received by her mother, was the gift of Angga. But he is not yet one hundred percent sure, because the characteristics mentioned by his mother, not the same as Angga.

Amalia laid herself on her bed. There was a lot he was thinking about, at the time. An incident that took away her chastity, and a mysterious person who helped her predicament.

Elsewhere

Angga who just arrived at his house, there were some people who were gathering at his house. There was a middle-aged man, who was sitting next to his Papa. There was also a woman of her mother's age, sitting beside her mother. And another, a beautiful woman was sitting on the other side of her mother. Seeing Angga who had just entered, Mr. Dwipangga, papa Angga welcomed his arrival.

"Well, that's what's waiting to come too, here ngga!" exclaimed pak Dwi smiled loosely. Angga approached those sitting in the living room. "Bah, Mah." Angga greet both parents and then greet all the guests of his parents. When Angga greeted a girl, who was sitting next to her mother. The woman, immediately tangled in spoiled arms of Angga. Shamelessly kissing both cheeks Angga.

"People sit there first!, exclaimed Mr. Dwi pointing at the empty sofa, which was opposite him. "Yes Pah" Angga replied.

The girl sitting next to her mother kept watching Angga. His eyes did not switch from Angga, making Angga uncomfortable. Looks like his parents want to convey something to Angga, about the purpose of his guest's arrival.