Upik Abu Becomes CEO

Naas Night

"What are you planning Nan?" Jeffy asked in a dislike tone. Nansen is currently in Jeffy's room. Anitha was preparing for dinner as planned before an ill-fated night just because of a plate of food.

"You must know what Jeff's planning." Mr. Nansen remains on his stand.

"Is there no other way, other than to keep bringing the two of them together!"

"Frequently meeting is a cure for Jeff's heartache," replied master Nan casually.

"Know. You've never been hurt. Don't be careful, your body is almost scarless," Jeffy mocked Mr. Nan who like a mama's son is guarded not to be hurt.

"Go ahead, if there's anything untoward we're looking for a new plan."

Mr. Nan had no qualms about continuing his plan. He'll keep luring Anitha to Sahrul. According to him, the medicine for the wound of the heart is the person who hurts the heart itself. Mr. Nan doesn't believe that time can heal a person or change a person.

But a condition that can change a person. She will continue to provide stimulus to Anitha through her ex-husband who may not have been able to say ex.

"I assess at first glance Anitha's husband has a mental disorder. Her husband is not mentally healthy." Jeffy proposes a disputant mind.

"You're saying people have mental disorders."

"As much as you are Nan," Jeffy finally resigned to Nan's decision.

Now Anitha has appeared beautiful, clothes and make-up and hairstyle that has been changed while in the salon with Allea added to the beauty of the young widow. Master Nan could not help but praise as Anitha knocked on Jeffy and Nansen's room which opened the door directly.

"It turns out this village woman is no less beautiful than a conglomerate woman if it's taken care of Jeff." Praise thrown does not forget to be said in a mocking tone. Jeffy admitted to what Mr. Nan had said. Anitha looks shining, getting more attractive and beautiful.

"Sir, what do I say is taken care of?" anitha was upset. Master Nan was happy to see Anitha's pursed lips. For him now when Anitha behaves like this only looks his true nature. Spoiled.

"Jeffy wasn't invited by Mister?" asked Anitha while tilting her head to see Jeffy who was blocked by the athletic body of Mr. Nan.

"No, he's not an official in the office. He is just a demon in the company," said master Nan in an evil tone. Jeffy just grunted annoyedly. He knew mister Nan was annoyed at being bullied earlier. Anitha floated a sweet smile and a wave of her wiggly fingers.

Mr. Nan who saw it was ordinary. He is not a possessive type of man. Moreover, he knew Anitha's heart space was hard to penetrate. He also believes in Jeffy.

Before long Jeffy moved in a separate car. Jeffy always plays alone if undergoing a mission.

Now the three of them had taken out a table in this luxurious restaurant. They had dinner quietly. Sahrul did not want to look at Anitha blatantly.if she did master Nan would be able to focus on her. Because there were only three of them at this dining table.

"Before I stay, there is a phone call I will receive," said Mr. Nan respectfully to Sahrul.

"Yes, please Sir." Sahrul.

Anitha was seen stiffening at a glance by master Nan. So it looks uncomfortable if left alone. Mr. Nan remained steadfast to continue his plan. Mr. Nan was already used to achieving what was his goal. If not how can he manage his company based Multinational Corporation.

"How is this wife of uda? Tonight you are so beautiful, dear." Sahrul began to launch the action. Same time Anitha was still a plain girl.

There was a myriad of emotions present playing in Anitha's heart. If with the master Nan Anitha began to get used to being disturbed, but with Sahrul Anitha has not returned to accustomed after a night that perfected the heart wound to be deep.

"What do you want?" tanya Anitha took pains to control her heart and words.

"Anitha, please .. uda please separate the office affairs with our relationship. Don't call father. Uda feels further away from you." Sahrul's tone sounded so convincing. Darling Anitha already does not believe and hopes anything from Sahrul.

Anitha felt her heart split. Half rebelled and the other half wanted to know what made the figure he had once loved or even still loved suddenly change drastically. Anitha was in the abyss of restlessness. Making him just speechless set his heart increasingly broken.

"You know three years hurt your heart a lot. Uda never intended to expel. Uda just got emotional when you asked to separate."

If only this were in a room. Anitha wanted to shed tears. Wanting him to scream with all his might to throw a huge chunk of rock that was squeezing his chest. Anitha just gripped the strong drink glass. Anitha wants to pour emotions into her innocent drink and knows nothing.

"An-an, answer me dear uda," called Sahrul gently with the beloved name once given to Anitha.

Anitha is getting stiff. The call turned a flashback of his memory while he was having sex with Sahrul. Anitha felt something stir in her soul.

"Don't call me with that disgusting call!" tukas Anitha with a deep tone.

Anitha involuntarily gripped the thin, clear glass. "Crack ..." The sound of the glass breaking due to the strong squeeze.

Anitha silently did not hear and felt that the thin glass had broken in her hand.

Sahrul realizes that he is going around the table and chasing Anitha. "What are you doing Anitha!" sahrul's jolt firmly saw Anitha's hand begin to seep by the blood.

Sahrul tried to let go of Anitha's hand. After noticing that there were no fine glass shards attached to Anitha's palm, she took a handkerchief and bandaged the wound on Anitha's palm.

Jeffy and Mr. Nan did not not not not see all the events, even the words of the two of them were clearly heard from somewhere.

"What are you waiting for Nan! You mustn't go beyond the limit of hurting that woman indirectly!" furious Jeffy.

"Let them finish their business Jeff. Faster is better!" Master Nan's cold tone sounded indisputable.

Jeffy could only take a strong breath and exhale strongly. "Goddessa!"

They continue to monitor what Sahrul is doing.

"Why this? Does uda hurt your heart too much? Don't hurt yourself anymore, uda can't!" Sahrul said, but Anitha could not judge whether it was sincere or not. Anitha's concentration was dissolved by the pain in her hands.

"If mister Nan asks, tell her I received a phone call and got angry then subconsciously squeezed the glass of drink that was being held!" anitha said as her consciousness recovered.

"Let's clean your wound__"

"No need!" reject Anitha rude.

Anitha stood up and picked up the phone lying next to the broken glass. Still squeezing Sahrul's handkerchief, Anitha stepped away with a pang of heart. Anitha ignored Sahrul standing stunned. Sahrul can't just leave the table and reap the suspicion of Mr. Nan.

Calming his heart, he returned to the table and waited for mister Nan to come. His mind branched in two, between Anitha and the answer to master Nan's question.

If Sahrul waits for Mr. Nan, Anitha contacts Jeffy. Anitha did not carry a bag or much less cash. Just asking Jeffy for help he can do.

"Jeff I know you're definitely not far from us! Help me. I'm outside the restaurant" he said, holding back his crying and sore hands as Jeffy picked up the phone.

"Wait there!" jeffy said firmly. Jeffy disconnects the call.

Before leaving mister Nan, Jeffy said, "Control your emotions!! Don't let the sacrifice of the woman you love go to waste!! Moreover, this is your own wish." Jeffy gave a loud warning repeatedly to mister Nan.

"Yes, you will take care of Anitha's hand wounds." Mr. Nan also did not dispute Jeffy who commemorated like a brother.

Mr. Nan took a breath, then stepped slowly. Mr. Nan did not regret what he had planned and what happened to Anitha was a feeling of guilt.

He put on a calm face when he returned to Sahrul. But Sahrul was full of thump in his heart. In a slightly surprised tone he asked?" Where is he?"

"He ...." Sahrul speech stuck in the throat, Sahrul a little difficulty regulating the word.

"What happened sir? Why is there a broken glass and a drop of blood?" said Mr. Nan pretending to pay attention to Sahrul's hand. His acting has defeated the big Hollywood stars.

Sahrul who saw master Nan watching his hand started to feel calm. "No, I'm not the one who got hurt, sir. Your secretary's hurt."

Mr. Nan sat back in his chair. "What's wrong?" ask her with a flat tone.

"He got the call and looked angry. Unknowingly he squeezed out the thin glass." Sahrul is getting better at talking. He calmed down after explaining the reason.

"Ohhh, I'm sorry on his behalf. It has made you uncomfortable" continued Mr. Nan.

"No problem sir, I understand women do sometimes do beyond our logic" Sahrul replied making his heart vessels pump blood faster. He quickly controls his emotions.

They ended up just talking about business. After that Mr. Nan please leave.

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