The Struggle for Love of the Ceo

The Angga family

Angga met his guests in the living room. A man wearing a collared shirt and jeans was waiting for his boss. It was Niko. The man deliberately came to see his boss because there were some important things that could not be completed on the phone. Previously the man did not know where his current boss lived. But last night, he told his boss if he wanted to meet. And Angga gave his home address via google MAP.

Angga sat down beside his assistant. These few days, he had indeed intentionally left all his work to his Assistant.

"Now tell me. What the hell's going on?" Ask a man who looks cool with jeans on his knees.

"So this way, sir. I want to tell you, if PT Samudera Cinta wants to cooperate with our company!" niko was obviously at her boss. Like someone is remembering something.

"Isn't it the company of Mr. Burhan, Angel's father?"

"True sir," replied Niko. Angga scrunched his forehead.

"For what reason do they cooperate with our company. Isn't our company unrelated to their company?" Angga looked seriously at his assistant.

"They currently need a big enough injection of funds to save their company from going bankrupt." Not finished Niko spoke, the famous cool man was surprised to hear what his assistant said.

"Bankrut?" Sahut Angga does not believe.

"Yes, Sir. So this is how the company led by Mr. Burhan is not actually their family company. Mr. Burhan used to be the chief director of the company. But somehow the company belongs to Mr. Burhan. Apparently he misinvested his funds into the GAMA group company. The company is almost a coleb. The point is they were fooled by Mr. Wicaksono." Angga seemed to listen to Niko's story carefully. Somehow he thought he wanted to know more information from the company led by his Papa friend.

"Where did you get that information?"

"I got that information from Mr. Husni, a representative of PT samudera love." Angga was silent for a moment, examining word for word that was conveyed by Niko.

He's still confused, why doesn't Mr. Burhan himself go see him or see his father. And sent only one of his confidants. Angga thinks that's a strange thing.

Angga then signed important documents that could not be represented to Niko. Actually Angga pity his assistant, because it must go back and forth Jakarta Bandung. Grateful, Niko was already in Bandung from yesterday. Because there is important work related business.

After Niko's departure. Angga returned to his room. His wife was already asleep. Remembering last night his wife didn't sleep enough. Angga followed his wife by lying next to his wife's body.

While Azka, at her grandmother's. The boy looks happy. Because he can play whatever he likes. Without hearing the ban from anyone. His grandmother and grandfather did spoil his granddaughter. Whatever they allow. Origin does not harm his grandson.

Like that afternoon, Pak Sapta had just taken his grandson fishing in the river, behind the house. Azka looks happy when her fishing line is eaten by fish. Her grandfather helps Azka to pull her hook to the edge. The boy was soaring with joy.

"Yeaaaaa got fish, really big. Grandpa, Azka will hold the fish." Azka grabbed the fishing hook that was in her grandfather's hand. After that, he held the fish that flapped exposed to Azka hook bait.

"Later in the fry, Cake!" Pak Sapta nodded while shuffling Azka's hair.

"Azza. Where did Azka used to live before he came here with his father and mother?" Amalia has not told her parents about where she used to live.

"Azka, don't know Cake!" Sapta smiled at his grandson.

They both walked home. It is getting late, visible from the sun shining right above us. Pak Sapta gave the results of his lure to his wife to be processed.

While she was bathing her grandson it already looked that shabby.

After bathing and praying Dzuhur. The two of them sat at the dining table while waiting for Bu Leha to finish cooking. Reyhan, who had just returned from school, joined his father and nephew.

"Assalamualaikum, Pa!" greet teenagers who still wear school clothes.

"Udah, Dad. Deck, come with you to watch Reog, yeah!" exclaimed the boy at the child with the puffed cheek.

"Reogs? Where is Reog, Rey?" cut out Sapta sir.

"In the field, Pa!" reply Reyhan.

"Reog what, Cake?" ask the boy in curiosity.

"That's Lo, the big mask whose picture is a lion Ama peacock. I think it's this, this!" Reyhan showed Azka a picture of Reog on his phone. His nephew was even frightened to see the picture.

"Don't want to, Azka won't.. Hua hua." Azka screamed in fear while crying. Making the person there confused how to silence the boy.

In a fairly large room. A couple who started waking up from their sleep stared at each other. They unconsciously slept facing each other, and also woke up at the same time.

"Darling, you're awake." Angga stroked his wife's face gently.

"I'm sorry, honey. I overslept. Oh yeah, who's here." Angga justifies his sleeping position so that his wife's head is leaning against his chest.

"Niko, honey. Are you hungry, honey?" Amalia shakes.

"I'm full, baby. Especially if I'm always around you. Like this," seduced Amalia, making Angga laugh.

"You can now fight, yes. Oh yeah, what Azka, huh? How come there's no word from Papa, there?" Amalia woke up and looked at her husband's face.

"Oh my goodness, baby. I forgot that Azka was at Papa's house. Now call him, honey. I miss it, right!" pinta Amalia to her husband. Angga then picked up his cell phone that was on the table. And call Reyhan's number. But, no one picked up Angga's phone. Because of them, was busy silencing the boy who had not stopped crying.

"No, don't you pick up, honey?" Amalia held her temple. His feeling is not good.

Angga then called the driver who was assigned to guard at the Sapta pak house. Similarly, the driver did not pick up Angga's phone. They both started to look panicked. But after a while, Reyhan called back to Angga's number.

"Assynualaikum, Reyhan."

"Waalaikumussalam, Brother."

"Azka how?" Mr. Sapta coded Reyhan not to tell his brother. If her son had just cried.

"Safe." Reyhan's reply calmed down the couple. Now they continue the friendly scene after hanging up the phone from his sister.

To be continued

sorry late up...

How is the story so no longer greg Thor?

The author deliberately made a daily scene of their household first. The author wants to make a happy scene first. Because after this there will be much suffering in the household of Amalia and Angga. The author not only carelessly enter the scene here. all of it will be related to the next storyline.so while diving, drinking water as well....