Your Cold CEO belongs to me

Between regret and disappointment

Jonathan hung up his phone quickly. As he was about to move from there, just remembered his purpose of coming to the apartment.

"I'm going to the hospital, Stella's hysterical and claustrophobic again. You wanna come?" tanyanya flat.

"I brought Retno's motorbike" said Jamilah slowly.

A few moments Jonathan stood. He is in a dilemma between going to the hospital and leaving Jamilah alone with a foreign man, or taking Jamilah forcibly away from this apartment. However, the ringing of the mobile phone vibrating in his pocket sent Jonathan back into a panic, and immediately ran towards the elevator that would take him to the ground floor.

"Looks like that woman named Stella was important to the man who called you a boyfriend?" The young man realized Jamilah who was sculpting.

"His best friend" said Jamilah. He failed to hide the jealous tone in his voice.

"Friend?? for the sake of her best friend, your boyfriend left you alone?" Jamilah glanced not like the question of the young man who seemed to judge Jonathan.

"I'm sorry, I'm just surprised that men and women don't usually have pure friendships. If it's not the one that the girl harbors the feeling is usually the opposite."

"Thank you." Jamilah decided to go home soon did not want to linger with the foreign man. The longer he spoke, the more annoying he sounded.

"Either. Whose name are you, maybe we meet again so we can say hello to each other." The young man extended his hand.

Jamilah perched and walked over to the young man's apartment room.

"Hey, call me Ndra. Hello yeah!" the young man's cry can still be heard by Jamilah even though he is quite far from the apartment room.

Along the way to the Retno boarding house, Jamilah recalled the reaction of Jonathan's face when they met, it was clear that his lover had misunderstood. Jonathan came just as Jamilah came out of the room and there was only one man there with him. But had not the young man explained what he was in the room for, the young man was not in the room with him either.

Bruukk! Jamilah threw her little bag on the Retno dresser, causing some Retno makeup tools to tumble.

"Hey, come around angry. Missing ring?"

"Sorry." Jamilah pick up the dropped makeup kit and put it back on the table, "The ring met .. the person is missing," he added.

"Why are you?"

"Ga anything. I'm sleeping first huh, dizzy." Go up to the bed and turn your back on your friend.

He hid the tears and sobbing that he had been trying to endure since the road. Missing and disappointed as one. He regretted and was upset when he remembered Stella who intended to borrow his lover. He thought it would be as easy and simple as that, but it turned out to be very painful.

Remember the words of the young man in the apartment, that there is no pure friendship between man and woman. He should have known that Stella had always liked Jonathan and he could have been more assertive. Whether stupid or too plain, he even lends his lover like an item.

But now that everything has happened, just wait if luck will side with him. Whether he will keep waiting until Jonathan completely lets go and chooses to be by Stella's side, or before this love deepens and tortures he must immediately give up his lover for Stella.

Meanwhile, in the hospital, Jonathan gives up on Stella who whines to go home that night.

"You're still weak, Laa. It's good that you're hospitalized until you're fully recovered." Stella shook her head hard. His desire was unanimous, to wait until tomorrow he was impatient.

It was not Stella if she could not force something according to her wishes. With the influence of her father's big name, Stella was able to get out of the hospital that night.

Jonathan's tired face and many thoughts he could not hide. His mind branched between Stella's stubbornness and the look in Jamilah's eyes he last saw. He caught clearly the great disappointment in those clear eyes.

His mind became gambang, did he say something hurtful to his lover? The jealousy of seeing a loved one in a room with a man makes his brain dead-end to think clearly.

Obviously he knew and saw that Jamilah only took his ring that was left behind, but why was he still jealous blindly. Then how is he now who is in one room with another woman just alone.

"Armghh!" Jonathan scooped his face violently.

"When what, Jo?" Stella touched Jonathan's soft hand. Tonight he was lying in his comfortable bed. Although still difficult to breathe, Stella still insisted to go home with a tool that can support her breathing.

"I go home first yeah, I have something to finish tonight with Jamilah."

The smile on Stella's face shrunk, but she forced to lift the corner of her lips again. Do not let Jonathan carelessly look at his childish attitude and go back away because of his selfish attitude.

"Tomorrow I come again" persuaded Jonathan as Stella's tears spread again. Even though his lips were breaking into a sincere smile, his eyes and hands could not lie. Stella's hand still clasped Jonathan's hand tightly as if saying don't go. Slowly Jonathan releases Stella's hand and shuffles out of the room.

"How's Stella doing, Jo?" while in the living room Jonathan is greeted by Stella's father.

"The conditions are good, Om" Jonathan said briefly. He doesn't want to talk long about Stella tonight. His eyes occasionally looked at the screen of his phone, waiting for an answer from Jamilah.

"Om same Aunt is old, if we are no longer there who will take care of him?"

"Stella's got a lot of friends, Om."

"But no one is sincere. All just close because of treasure." Jonathan nodded. All the words of Stella's father no one stopped by her head.

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