Ceo Somplak Fall in Love
CSJC: Chapter 13

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Gibran closed his eyes because he did not want to be accused of taking another chance. If he sees, it's not his fault. Because it was like a sign of something from God for him.

"Are you always looking for narrowness in opportunity when you see men who are handsome, kind, and always get a windfall that is so unthinkable as today?" gibran quickly asked in a lazy and annoyed tone.

"Not a narrowness in opportunity, sir. But, a chance in narrowness." Jasmine was correcting Gibran's words upside down.

"Yes. Narrow, as yours may." Gibran smiled in his arms.

"W-what are you thinking, sir? Why is your mind so sour." Jasmine glared her eyes at Gibran who was still closing her eyes.

"Not sour but perverted." Gibran.

"Well, that's you admit that you're a pervert, sir," Jasmine said, forgetting the position of her still in his arms.

"Reply keep yourself away from my body! I don't want to be accused of harassing you" Gibran said with his eyes closed.

Tcih, he is more suitable to be the blind from the ghost cave than to be the boss in this company.

Jasmine swore an annoyance in heart.

Jasmine felt extremely scared as she looked at Gibran who was trying to hold back her emotions. Jasmine distanced her growth slowly from Gibran's body with a heart that continued to curse in annoyance. However, fate again toyed with him when accidentally his hands were focused on the treasure of Gibran who was still buried there.

Oh no! I touched a banana with a large size that belonged to him. Aaaa .. Why so big?

"Gosh, what are you doing?" gibran shouted straight up and let Jasmine fall over as her strong body upon waking up from her seat accidentally pushed Jasmine's small body until the girl fell down beautifully.

"Aaakkkh ..." - Jasmine groaned as she accidentally formed the corner of the table and bled from her wound.

Gibran stared at the ceiling of his room, he took off the suit wrapped around his body and gave it to the girl. "Wear this to cover the exposed part of your body!" gibran's orders.

With doubt Jasmine accepted the suit and put it on, the suit was visibly flabbergasted on her body that was much smaller than Gibran's.

Jasmine's eyes stared at the bulge in Gibran's treasure box chest. "Gentlemen, that banana is the one you woke up." Jasmine pointed at the part that made Gibran ashamed as well as annoyed with Jasmine.

"Shut up!" yelled Gibran was already caught off guard against the girl who was stressing herself out today.

"But, Mister. Pisa-"

"Shut up! Or I'll eat you right now.

"But your banana is awake, sir." Jasmine looks real bad when she talks to Gibran.

"Then why wake up, what do you want?" Gibran stared in annoyance at Jasmine.

"I'll help you put that down, sir." Jasmine said without thinking so nervously.

Aaa ... Why does my mouth release gas and keep it? It's a shame. I'll hide under the rug if I go home later.

It felt like Gibran's body was very hot and was about to burn. He needs a release now. The only way is to go to the bathroom. "Female girl, you got me in big trouble," Gibran murmured before leaving Jasmine alone.

"Who is tuyul? I'm not a tuyul, sir. Vorio ...." Jasmine screamed but was ignored by Gibran.

Feeling neglected, Jasmine scares Gibran who is still walking to the bathroom. "Take a look at you, sir. You'll meet the ghost of a bouncy ancestor inside there," Jasmine shouted deafeningly at the terminal, sorry for the author's deafening intent.

"That's great, I'll have her sway later on inside," Gibran casually replied.

"Rounging? Grandma's ghost swaying? Oh, my God .. I said that the ghost of the bouncy granny is not the ghost of the dipper grandmother." Jasmine felt goosebumps herself as she said the name of the ghost she had mispronounced.

After succeeding, Gibran's sweat-soaked body became sticky and smelly. So, Gibran decided to take a shower before he came home.

"I haven't taken a shower without pouring it, but it's still good-looking and I don't want to pour it." Back in the solemn fashion she sings merrily in the bathroom and forgets Jasmine.

In Gibran's room, Jasmine was still busy treating her injured elbow. Before Gibran entered the bathroom, Gibran gave him a P3K box.

"Aaakh .. It's a pain." Jasmine whimpering.

I better get out of here. Or the kudanil will eat me. Jasmine tidied up her messy clothes and immediately walked out of Gibran's room with Gibran's expensive suit wrapped body.

When he came out of the bathroom, Gibran could not find the girl in his room. There was a sense of excitement but also there was a sense of worry about the girl he did not know her name. It was not without reason that he was worried about Jasmine. However, there was something precious in his suit pocket that Gibran was wary of if Jasmine knew what it contained.

Gibran took his cell phone and immediately contacted Bayu.

"Come to my room right now, I'll give you two minutes!"

Crazy, crazy little Gibran, giving me two minutes, he thinks I'm the dora tumon (dora emon) who has the magic bag. Bayu was annoyed with Gibran who ruled without thinking first.

Bayu who was downstairs immediately ran into the elevator, he immediately came out and ran when the elevator door opened. A sweat was seen pouring down his forehead from being too excited.

"I exist, Boss," said Bayu to break down the door of Gibran's room and immediately sprawled out with a position on the floor of the room.

"Why you?" ask Gibran who saw Bayu sleeping on the floor.

"It's okay" Bayu replied with a breath of breath.

As Gibran was getting along with Bayu, Gibran walked to the fridge in the private room of his room and took the sultan's milk from inside.

"Drink this!" Gibran gave the sultan's drink to Bayu.

"Thank you." Bayu sat down while holding his arms outstretched and received the milk of the sultan from Gibran.

"The sultan's milk is the most delicious," Bayu commented after finishing one can of milk.

"Why does he we call the sultan's milk, Bay?" ask Gibran for a topic to talk about.

"Because you have a lot of money. Just look at the picture on this can, this already shows ber money (bear)!" replied Bayu pointing at the picture on the can.

"Who is the sultan's milk hero?" ask Gibran again.

"Dragon, Master." Bayu answered very accurately.

"Dragon has milk?" Gibran asked again, staring at Bayu.

"No. The dragon will lay eggs" replied Bayu again.

"Who's got milk, Bay?"

"Cow, Sir."

"So what milk is that?" Gibran pointed at the tin still in Gibran's hand.

"The bear," replied Bayu.

"Any huh, Bay? The one with the milk is the cow, the hero is the dragon and the milk is the bear." Gibran was amazed by the milk maker who could think wildly to the point of no sense.

Anyone know what milk the sultan meant by Bayu and Gibran?