The True Love of the Ceo
Lila's private nurse
"Mas, get up, Mas," Lila played Iam's cheek, squeezing her with anxiety. Iam squirming, stretching his muscles. His eyes immediately glared, when he saw Lila lying on her stomach while waking her up. He immediately flipped the still wet body with his head wrapped around the towel.
" Mum, why? It's still morning, time will...."
"Hhhssst! I don't want to anymore. But, you. Why tenggurep? It's forbidden, too." scolding her, with a sullen face this time.
"I'm sorry, Lila forgot" he said regretfully. Iam got up from himself, then stepped into the bathroom with a towel on his shoulder.
Lila who was sensitive, did not feel good when she saw Iam's expression on her. Who usually opened his eyes with a full smile, this time a little cloudy because of his fault. Cooking also becomes less spirit, because it does not taste bad in his heart.
"This is it, if the husband is sulking? Not good, seriously," he murmured, slicing carrots for breakfast.
"Honey, where's the shirt?" call Iam who just came out of the bathroom. Her clothes and gear weren't ready, and Lila wasn't in the room. He searched, and approached the wife in her kitchen. Hugged her from behind, and kissed her cheeks in a fit of anxiety. But, Lila who was surprised, actually hit her hand with a knife.
"Aakkh, sick," screeches. And Iam swiftly grabbed the hand and took a sip of the blood that came out.
"Mas, no," Lila tried to pull the finger from Iam. Iam took off his sip, but not his grasp. Lila looked at him sharply, but Lila tried to avoid him.
"Lila why? Why not focus?" Iam asked, but Lila still avoided her gaze. His eyes were nilar, so Iam had to reach for his chin to meet a view. "Hey, why?"
"Mas angry, same Lila?"
"Why angry?"
"So pouty? Lila's just not used to it, to pregnancy, Lila. His stomach is still flat, so he still likes to forget." he replied, raising his head a little, in order to be able to look into Iam's eyes perfectly.
Iam just sighed. He understood, if indeed Lila was in a sensitive situation. Moreover, he rarely went out and did not have friends just to be invited to share complaints.
"Sorry, yeah. Just surprised. Not to scold you. Sorry," hugged the wife. Lila returned the embrace tightly. "Sorry Lila too,"
Iam then takes Lila off, and looks for her own uniform. Lila returned to cooking, with a menu. And they had breakfast as usual, with a cheerful back face.
"So, do you want to find out more about you?" Lila took Iam's appointment last night..
"Yes, from last night look for the info. But still no news. You're not at home, and all the neighbors are resting."
"Hmm, yeah. Thanks, Mom." Lila again extended her smile. He also released Iam out of their apartment, with a friendly kiss as usual.
"Eh, Mas Iam. Want to go to work?" greet Dinar, who also came out to throw away his trash.
"Yes" Iam nodded. They went down together, and occasionally Iam tried to be friendly with his neighbor.
"Where is Mas Iwan? Rarely seen now?" ask him about Dinar.
"Mas Iwan, now often out of town. Go home, once a week at most. That's why I often miss Lila. Sepi. Can, right?"
"Yes, that's fine." replied Iam with a sweet smile, which could always melt anyone's heart. "Mba Dinar, what graduate school?"
"I? I wanted a nurse, but I didn't graduate. Located in Semestar Lima. Responsibility, One more semester of KTI equals exam. But, the same father was told to marry the same person there. In the past, before the same Mas Iwan." he explained in a timid tone.
"All right, get out of the club."
"Huh?" Dinar squinted his eyes.
"Yes, get out of there, and be Lila's personal nurse. Salary, I'll talk about it later. I work first, and I'll call" Iam walked quickly to his car. Leaving the still-silent Dinar a thousand languages with his words just now.
"Indeed, he likes to leave a lot of puzzles behind." murmured Dinar.
