The True Love of the Ceo

Big changes in life

"Mas, are you moving in, what apartment? Do you want to sell?" asked Lila, who was packing her things together with her husband. Not too much, just clothes and equipment Iam work. The rest, he had all prepared in the new house they would occupy.

"You want Lila, what? Sold, or left alone. After all, someone always takes care if it's here."

"If you're abandoned, what's the sin?"

"What sins? This is one of our future investments. The longer, property prices are rising, just like gold. So most people, if not mourning in Gold, yes in property. Make rent, boarding, or land nubung a lot." explained Iam. Lila just sat down sweetly, listening to her husband's explanation.

"He said, he said. If we have too many deposits, continue not to be used, then it will be in the hereafter."

"That's if simple is pointless, baby. Collection of bags that do not use, basically items that are less useful. Later, we'll study together, okay?" bring Iam.

"Mas.." call Lila who is sitting while folding their clothes.

"Yes, what else? Is there anything Lila wants?"

"There, but can't you?" Lila looked hopeful this time. Iam stood up to finish his activities, approached his wife and sat right next to her. Iam grabbed Lila's chin, and brought it before her eyes.

"What's wrong? Just don't ask Papa to come home again." he said.

"just.... Justjust.... Want to see Father. Can you?"

"Lila...."

"One time, please. From far away no papa, Mas." beg Lila.

"Focus first on our move. We'll talk about it again." Iam immediately stood up, leaving Lila who was still sitting on their sofa. Lila just looked at him expectantly, as she continued to fold and stack their clothes on the large suitcase available.

" Just want to see, Mom. Meet no. Too heavy?" batin Lila, who until now did not know if his Father was still in the mental hospital.

"The conditions, it's still like that. If you want to look, it's okay. But, what about your wife?"

"Maybe surprised, 'cause it's been almost a year, and I didn't tell him. Never even talked about it at all."

"Yes, that's what I'm worried about. But, may he be strong."

"alright. Prepare you, we will be there later in the afternoon." pinta Iam, then turn off the phone.

"Who, Mas?" lila asked, approaching her in the study.

"Friends, what's wrong?" welcome Iam to him. Grabbing her waist and taking her sitting into her lap..

"Turns out, it's done. Mas why? Howdy?" Lila grabbed Iam's face, and looked at her sharply.

Iam grabbed his shoulder, and rubbed it with a long sigh. And Lila looked at him strangely, then carried Iam into her warm deck.

"Sorry, if again Lila's request seems heavy and stupid. But, somehow it feels homesick, and difficult to eliminate. In fact, several times carried away dreams even though only as fierce as passing."

"Not stupid, because it is natural that children miss their Father. Be prepared, but not just be prepared. Your heart must be ready too. You, you know for yourself how." Iam kissed him.

Lila just smiled up from the lap of the husband, and changed her clothes neatly. A surprise was given, when this time He wore a long suit, and a neat rectangular hijab on his head. So graceful, even Iam barely blinked at what he saw.

"Masyaa Allah. Lovely. More gemesshhhh," Iam pinched on her cheeks that looked round, when wrapped in her hijab.

"Bismillah yes, Mas." Lila's affectionate.