Ceo Somplak Fall in Love
CSJC: Chapter 19

🌿I wrote a few chapters that would be serious and not too much of Gibran silliness. Because of the conflict I'll show you. So do not get bored if the story becomes serious. 🌿

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Gibran felt his success being pulled out slowly by two strangers in white with a strong dazzling light.

"Don't take me, I'm not ready to die yet." Gibran can still speak despite the pain all over his body.

"Who will kill you, you are so confident." One of the figures replied with a friendly fluffy smile.

"Then what do you want of me?" Gibran asked as if the pain had just vanished.

"We're going to do the cleaning." One of the figures replied again with a fluffy smile.

"You think I'm an ear, which needs to be cleaned so as not to be deaf." Gibran seemed annoyed by the two figures who seemed to be playing tricks on him.

"You're better suited to being uplifted." One of the two men replied.

"It's bad of you, I'm just like you later." Gibran did not accept the figure's words.

"Just do it, I'm not afraid." The figure was not afraid of Gibran's threat.

"Okay, I'll stir it up later."

"Haha, if you feel like it doesn't matter. And if you dare to stir it up!" The two white figures laughed in a voice that shook the entire universe.

"Rug box, what kind of work do you have? To bother me like this?" Gibran was eager to hit the faces of the two figures but, his locked hands he could not move.

"We're doing our job, and our current job is bothering you."

"Paid how much did your bosses want to bully people like me?" babble Gibran with a tone that sounds very annoying.

"We are not paid with money, we are paid with gold coins." The two figures said firmly and arrogantly.

"You want to be uget-uget you up like that? Very sorry hahaha ...." The two figures mocked Gibran who moved like a caterpillar because of his difficult limbs.

"Crazy, you're both crazy." Gibran yelled while enduring the pain that again plagued his soul.

"Be quiet! You are so noisy. Can we make you gulai?" One figure between the two figures covered Gibran's mouth with his right hand.

"Hmmm .. mmm ...." Gibran could not speak because of the stock of that hand.

I could die like this, crazy this hurts so much. Gibran could only speak in his heart.

Gibran tried to bite the palm of the figure but in vain. Gibran's breath began to weaken due to out of breath due to the hand's freeze.

Gibran squealed in pain as the two white figures pulled and threw him into a well with milk-like water until Gibran sank and became unconscious in a carefree state.

Elsewhere, the five men who were with Gibran were seen being evacuated by teams. Gibran could see them but he could not get close, Gibran was still inside the well but the voices of those closest to him could be heard like they were nearby at the moment.

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"Doctor, how are my two sons doing?" satya asked with the same face, a face full of sadness and anxiety.

"It looks like your son is fine, I feel weird with your son who can still do funny in the hospital bed." Doctor Reihan smiled as he recalled Gibran's behavior on the treatment bed.

"What is my son doing?" Satya was very curious about what the doctor said.

"Better you see it for yourself, sir." Dr. Reihan was still smiling and almost laughed at Gibran's abnormal behavior.

Without wasting much time, Satya immediately walked into the Gibran treatment room. How surprised he was when he saw his son's behavior that was very strange and indeed strange.

Gibran's head was wrapped around a bandage, making Satya want to laugh because it looked like a blangkon. And the thing that confused him the most was what Gibran was doing right now.

Satya saw Gibran standing up and said as if arguing with someone. And what makes Satya want to laugh is that every time Gibran said, his hips would sway like a dangdut singer.

"You think I'm eating raw cassava leaves." Gibran said as he shook his waist and swayed, but his eyes were still closed.

"Cass?" Satya said that when she heard Gibran say that. Satya was about to walk close to Gibran but her steps came to a halt when Gibran suddenly faced her.

"Hi!" Gibran's index finger pointed towards Satya who was standing not far from him.

"Me?" Satya pointed at herself and Gibran nodded.

"You're here!" Gibran tells Satya to get closer to him. Satya with a doubtful step obeyed the wishes of his son.

"Father is in front of you, son. Please don't do anything out of the ordinary." Satya shed her tears thinking that Gibran had gone mad.

"Let's rock the dumang!" take Gibran while dancing.

"Let's shake the bumang, let's be happy all the problems are gone." Satya's body seemed to move by itself when she heard Gibran sing.

"Bang jali, Daddy!" pinta Gibran again.

"Bang Jali, Bang Jali's wobble makes you happy." Again Satya's body moved to follow the lyrics again that Gibran sang in an unconscious state.

"Oh God, Dad. I'm not sure joget is rich." Ranti who had just entered Gibran's treatment room was shocked when she saw the child and her husband were dancing cheerfully.

Satya turned towards Ranti and smiled handsomely. It felt like Satya had stopped swaying yet, it felt really hard to do so.

"Dad, stop!" ranti yelled, not hanged Satya.

Ranti looked at Gibran who was also swaying quietly with her eyes closed. Ranti felt very sad to see her son suffer like this. However, Ranti could not do anything. "What's got into you, Gibran." Slowly Ranti approached Gibran and hugged his son tightly.

"Boyang duck, Bun!" pinta Gibran with a pushy tone was still with his eyes closed. Ranti's body seemed to be controlled by something until she did what Gibran asked for - a duck shake.

The atmosphere that should have changed with the crazy atmosphere by swaying various styles. Gibran with his eyes closed still does things beyond normal human reason.

His patched head seemed to have healed perfectly when in fact it was not. Gibran wept inwardly seeing so many traitors nearby. Gibran could see that without seeing who they were.

Ranti and Satya's anxious and confused heart could Gibran read impeccably and flawlessly.

Yes, Gibran got a miracle from God that can read the contents of the heart and mind of people also see things that are far from him.