
Arina is a small beard, she looks like a child who is being scolded by her mother. In fact, his position here is reversed.
But, Gibran thought. His son is more mature than he who is married to have two children.
Lucky it wasn't Arina.
Gibran exhaled a rough breath, if not followed by Arina this will be like this. One of them is his mother came out alone without Gibran's consent first.
"Now, where's the fried rice?" His tone was back again, Gibran was kind and gentle was sitting next to his mother who looked thin.
Tyre but it can be said his mother looked very young still.
In fact, the age of his mother with Gibran was far about twenty units or less.
So his mother was married at the age of twenty and was born in twenty-one right away.
But, strangely his mother is too young and radiant again from the highlight of his face that always smiles when p.
It is not the same as Gibran who is notoriously friendly also in the campus environment but once he gets into trouble on campus, it will be reog and the hassle of cramming a campus will lose the warmth of Gibran.
Gibran's type of problem is difficult to find, so he was famous for his friendliness and looks throughout the campus on his campus.
Arina, the woman who had given birth to herself, was seen opening her fried rice wrapper and showing fried rice full of toppings.
"This is fried rice according to your favorite, fear that if the mother who cooks you do not want to eat so mom just buy it" said her mother.
Gibran shook his head, sighing softly.
"Mom, my mother's mother wants to know how her mother's cooking is always her favorite best in the family." praised Gibran with a radiant look on her face and Arina returned a warm smile.
He kissed Gibran on the forehead, as a sign of his gratitude.
He wanted Gibran, who was warm and kind, to be able to accept this potential adeknya.
But Gibran said. He would not be able to accept his super presence if out in this world. And leaving the presence of his mother and her brother here, he will choose to leave.
Sometimes Gibran looked at the eyes of his mother who soon his mother's eyes could not stem his tears anymore.
Tests.
"Mom, don't do it!" Gibran is not good with his mother, he is innocent so feel guilty this way.
Gibran wiped his mother's tears one drop out it hurt Gibran's heart, though it was an instant but Gibran would still love his mother as if he would unite her mother.
He would prioritize his mother under any circumstances.
Because his father who baj*ngan it will never have the heart to unite his own mother.
He is very concerned with his father's behavior.
Gibran immediately took over his personal rights, as he would remain on his mother's side if his father wanted to sue his mother.
In fact, until now his father had never told Gibran about suing his own mother, so Gibran would not question him again.
You'll only add to his father's problems and sue who certainly won't be able to smoothly as smooth as what people say.
It must be carefully prepared to go to the state religious court.
Turn to Gibran who received the plate taken by the beautiful woman, her own mother.
"Thank you for buying Gibran fried rice,"
"Yes, eat now!"
Gibran nodded, he was excited to eat his fried rice and Arina looked on with a smile.
"Have you eaten?"
"Udah was there," lied Arina and Gibran nodding his head.
She doesn't care, she wants her mother to lie it's her own business.
Wong how else, his mother said she had eaten. There is an offer so it is good to be accepted.
"You are a good child and can be relied upon by others, the hope of the mother. You make that spirit continue to burn, Gibran, let others will continue to approach you and rely on you honestly and fairly" said his mother who rubbed Gibran's hair.
Gibran was sitting next to him, willing anything free and Gibran was silent, anyway as long as it was not excessive.
Between the lives of his son and his mother, not to be obscene.
Yes it is impossible, there will be a scene in Indonesia.
Not have a heart, just like his heart is made of animals yes dogs that bark again.
Gibran was the last to burp until he smiled at his mother.
"If you're full, son!" the advice of his mother and Gibran nodded in response to his mother.
A sincere smile leads to Gibran, Gibran a child who is proud to be a role model for his brother later.
"It's the last one, ma'am," she finally finished a pack of fried rice and Arina took her pack of fried rice, folded it back.
Throw it in the trash.
Already full stay sleep delicious, Gibran stroked his stomach which is quite grand taste.
***
"How many times have you said you came here to accept an offer that no longer applies, right?" ask the papa who opened the file, now they are in the workspace of Arshal's parents' house.
Arshal clucked, this is his papa why not love him alone rather than to people who have nothing to do with his own papa.
It would be a pity.
He was here to come to ask his papa to change his decision, previously papah would not give time to Arshal himself.
He became a little thought for the job, Arshal thought carefully if he became ceo what would happen papa office.
Worrying there is.
"She's been talking since the beginning, you're just fine."
"Yes no ngeyel you know pah, I will say that later .. later pah, dengerin! Later, I will be ready to replace Papah as CEO in papah company." said Arshal told the truth at that time his papa always did not mengubris talk.
But, at this time the papa even seemed to forget the initial agreement.
It's too late, the meaning for the papa is that the company will change the name to its name Gibran and Gibran is not someone else, he said, but in the eyes of his own father Gibran it's just a stranger disrupting the way he wants to be able to gather the intention to become a famous person.
Eh not so now, the dream he buried deep.
"Okay, papah has said since you talked about the same company. Don't be long, long term you worry between choosing the wrong decision or right, papah already said. You always have a companion who will be ready for you to ask questions and can be your partner working there." papah Arshal said reversing his talk which was once considered wind by Arshal... His own son underestimated this opportunity, so it is good he loved his grandson who will be useful in his future.
This problem will not be solved if the paper does not reverse the name of the company in his own name.
"Well, if you want this problem I will pass it to the authorities and can be prolonged will take care of this problem." He seemed to blink his eyes and Papah Arshal did not want this problem brought to the existing authorities would add to his operational costs.
And everything if counted will not be the same as what the whistleblower wants.
"Ar, you can report but the time with your own papah Ar."
"Nobody can bear the reward, now papah already the same me." replied Arshal who did not accept and he cupped his face between his fingers.
He stared at this workspace, quite spacious and comfortable. It could be yes, replacing the position of the papah who will soon retire for good.
Like the PNS alone can retire within sixty years of age because the age has continued.
**allo ncing...
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healthy everything yes, smoga is sought for funds and can find sustenance teros ya❤
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