The Struggle for Love of the Ceo

Him, my son

"Good Morning, Mr. Angga, Mr. Niko!" greeting Afdal but got no reply from Angga. Angga's attention centers on a little boy who is struggling spoiled in Afdal's arms. "For Mr. Afdal" replied Niko.

Seeing his boss just silently watching the child who came with Afdal, Niko finally made a sound. "Sir Angga, can we leave now?" Not getting any advice from his boss, Niko then patted Angga on the shoulder. "Sir."

"Eh, yes sorry." Angga also realized from his daydreams and turned to look at two employees. But Angga's mind was still overwhelmed by the figure of the little boy.

"Dad!" There was a voice coming from the mouth of the two-and-a-half year old boy. So that makes Angga and Niko stunned.

"Oh yes sir, sorry he's my nephew. He was like that when he saw a man he just knew. Must have been called by him." Afdal introduces Azka to Niko and Angga.

Angga who was still curious about the child, then crouched down and stroked his hair. "Hey, what's your name." The goose pinched the cheek of the Azka. "Azka," replied the boy, smiling at Angga.

The figure of the boy who carried the ball in his left hand. Reminds Angga of his childhood. He always carries his favorite ball wherever he goes. Angga stared fixedly at the child in front of him, without him noticing his tears dripping. He quickly wiped it. But it looks like the boy realized that Angga is shedding tears. "Crying father?" tanyanya polo's. "Dad not crying. You're so funny, can you hold you?" Azka nodded her head in order to agree.

Angga held the child he had just known. There was a strange feeling that encompassed him at this moment. Like there was something about that kid. Angga was so enjoying as he carried Azka. While imagining that he was carrying was his son.

Niko and Afdal were no less amazed to see their closeness. I just met you first. But Azka had already collapsed on Angga. Satisfied carrying Azka, Angga also lowered the child from his carrier.

"Well, let's go now!" bring Angga to both employees.

"Azka, now I'll take you home first. I want to work first, we'll play again!" afdal exclaimed at his adopted son. But there seems to be a lack of willingness from Azka to separate from her adoptive father. Seeing that, Angga also spoke, "let him come with us for breakfast."

"Met's go with Dad?" the boy asked with excitement. "Azka seneng?" ask Angga later. Azka just nodded. "But Azka has to promise, rights can be fussy."

The three of them finally went to a deket food stall from the inn Angga and Niko. Didn't want to make Amalia worry because her son was taken too long. Afdal called the woman. But several times he contacted her, but was not picked up by Amalia. Afdal also sent a message to it that his son accompanied his boss' breakfast.

At a Padang food stall, their car stopped. The four of them got out of the car to get in. Coincidentally the stall just opened. Not too many buyers. They choose a comfortable seat to talk about the project they will be working on.

Angga and Niko ordered food because they had not had breakfast. Angga ordered rendang rice and gulai budi yam. While Niko, she ordered sweet sour shrimp, typical of the food stall. Afdal and Azka they did not order food, only ordered drinks. Afdal with his milk coffee, and Azka with his mango juice.

After their orders arrived. They'll eat it soon. Azka who saw Niko so enjoyed her food. Makes him occasionally swallow his Slavina. Niko, who realizes that she is being observed by the little boy in front of her, offers to eat. "Azka wants the air?" Azka answered him "said Azka mother can not eat shrimp. Later banging-bentol kayak bite mosquitoes."

Angga was immediately stunned when Azka said that. He and the boy are both allergic to eating shrimp. It was a strange coincidence he thought.

After breakfast, they drive Azka home first. Afdal, who got off the car, drove Azka inside. After that the three of them set out to review the location of the warehouse to be built. It took them about two hours to arrive at the location.

It didn't take long for them to review the location. Because the location is in accordance with their wishes. Now they have returned to the inn.

That afternoon cloudy weather covered the area of Taluk kuantan. Looks like it's going to rain. Angga was bored in the room. He went out to get some fresh air. He was standing on the terrace of the inn. Something stole his attention.

A little boy playing ball with his grandmother. The child was Azka. The little boy had already stolen his heart. Angga also approached Azka who was preparing to kick the ball.

"Grandmother is ready," he said preparing to kick. "Azka!" Angga's voice stopped Azka's activities. The little boy looked at Angga. "Dad," he said running to hug Angga.

Nek Asih approached them. He felt bad because his grandson hugged people he did not know. "Azka, come down baby." Angga smiled kindly at Nek Asih. He knew what a half-century-old woman was thinking. "Sir, I am Afdal's superior. I also know Azka. I met him this morning." Angga also told Nek Asih about who he was. Nek Asih also smiled with relief, and did not suspect him anymore.

Rain drops began to fall to the earth. Quickly Asih invited Azka into his house. While Angga he returned to the inn. But he didn't go into his room. He stood on the terrace and stared blankly at the streets.

Niko was looking for her boss. Finally found Angga. He then sat in the chair there.

"Sir Angga! Is there anything that bothers you?" niko asked as she continued to look at her boss. Angga was silent for a moment, then exhaled a long breath. He said, "maybe if my son is with me now. She was as big as Azka. Growing up to be a jolly boy." His eyes did not notice the water falling from the sky.

"Why until now there has been no clue as to the whereabouts of Amalia." Niko was also sad to hear the words of Angga.

"Do you believe in what is called destiny?" Niko stood beside Angga. "Father will never be afraid of that. Someday you will be reunited with Amalia." Niko's words slightly made Angga's heart calm. Although there was a little fear in it. Fearful that fate won't unite him and Amalia.

to be continued...

How nih....

still want to continue?

come dong do not love saggy..like the comedy, the vote do not love saggy.give it to Angga and Amalia...

for these moments blm can be up two chapters

inshaa Allah next month I will be up Two chapters.then from that like a comment you make an encouragement for me to write.