Ceo Somplak Fall in Love
CSCJ: Chapter 29

"Don't be naughty dong, sir. I'll send it to my friend!" threatening Jasmine who even made Gibran laugh broke out instantly.

"Nakal equally you have nothing to forbid, rather than being told to your friend who may be a bitch mengundel how to complain to the ruler let it be married." Gibran smiled extremely dazzlingly, making Jasmine dapple like a fish in the air.

I don't know, Jasmine doesn't know why every time she meets Gibran it must be a bad time. Just imagine their first meeting when Jasmine was evicted by Gibran's office security. It was a shame, even he had to be chased by dogs to climb a tall tree.

"Well, I married you, sir. Mending became a virgin for a while married to someone else." Jasmine distanced herself from Gibran's body, Gibran only raised his eyebrows as Jasmine moved away.

"I thought you were gonna say you were a spinster, uh turned out to be a virgin for a moment." Gibran smiled very sweet, so sweet even unhealthy because it causes diabetes.

"Bodo very, sir. I would love to marry you." Jasmine pushed Gibran's body but it was all for nothing.

"In the mouth says ogah, in the heart of happiness it blows like a broken ship." Gibran exploded Jasmine with his face.

"The ship's wreck?" jasmine looked into Gibran's eyes.

"Yes because if the ship breaks it falls apart, just like your heart is now, hahaha." Gibran laughed at Jasmine as well as he could. The one who was laughed at was silent while staring at Gibran's panted eyeballs.

After Gibran did not laugh anymore, Jasmine just made a sound. "Sir, I want to go home" Jasmine said clearly.

"Why do you want to go home?" asked Gibran looking at Jasmine's beautiful eyes, for some reason while looking at Jasmine's eyes, Gibran's heart was instantly disco.

"Because I'm tired and hungry. My friend must have been looking for me because I didn't come home." Jasmine said honestly, although there was a slight element of lying, only a little bit was not much.

"Do you have friends?" Gibran's question made Jasmine very upset, not because of the question, but because the tone asked Gibran which was very audible if it was a trick.

"No." Jasmine replied briefly then she left Gibran alone in the garden.

"Jasmine, wait!" Gibran chased after Jasmine and pulled one of his hands to stop stepping.

"Oh, don't get sick!" Jasmine threw her hands rough. However, Gibran's power was greater than his.

"Where are you going?" gibran asked after turning Jasmine's body towards him.

"You buy food, I'm hungry." Jasmine replied with a stingy and cold.

"What do you want to eat?" asked Gibran while playing with Jasmine's beautiful long hair.

"Eat you." Jasmine replied with origin making Gibran chuckle at the girl being annoyed.

"You dong eaten with you." Gibran pulled Jasmine's waist down so that their position was back together.

"Gosh, don't mess with me. I've been so hungry, if not eat could die standing me." Jasmine pinched Gibran's cheek then immediately escaped while getting a gap to escape.

"That girl always shared makes me feel crazy." Gibran ruffled his own hair before finally catching up with Jasmine, whom he believed was the girl in the hospital cafeteria.

Gibran walked leisurely while occasionally flirting with the nurse he was passing by. Gibran also always smiled widely when he heard the compliments of the female nurses who praised him in their hearts. God is very good with Gibran because with Gibran's condition now that can read people's minds and hearts content makes Gibran can always be vigilant and know which people are good and bad nearby.

This also makes Gibran more agile because he feels that his life will not be beautiful if only monotonous.

Before long, Gibran reached the hospital cafeteria, Gibran's eyes staring around to look for someone he knew, and that person was Jasmine.

Not seeing Jasmine, Gibran decided to order food. Gibran headed to the soto sanctuary and ordered two servings.

"Oh, order two sotonya, sambelnya five scoops for one, the other is ori without any mixture," said Gibran who is now sitting in front of where he ordered.

"Ready, Casepap. Wait a minute, yeah!" said the mother who sold soto.

"Okay, Buk." Gibran gave his two thumbs to the mother seller soto.

"Next week I have to go to Azril's wedding, very lazy but if it does not come kasian is also a child." Gibran still keeps thinking about coming or not.

"The wood must be sick all, usually he who nemenin me, if now there is nothing nemenin me there." Gibran folded his hands on the table and made his hands into his head cushions.

Gibran confirmed his tears when he remembered Bayu who was lying weakly on the hospital bed. Although he can communicate through tepati, but it feels different from if Bayu talks directly with him.

Gibran regretted that that day he did not heed Ranti's words to delay their departure abroad. Because it did not comply, Gibran eventually regretted that making the pilot and flight attendant and Bayu must be sick.

Since Gibran was focused on his regret, he did not realize that his order was on the table. Gibran's daydreams were blown away when his shoulder was patted by someone.

"Den, here's the sotoya at the first meal still hot!" pinta the seller's mother patted Gibran's shoulder slowly.

"Eh, yes, Mom. Thank you." Thank you." Gibran smiled and immediately wiped away his tears. It did not escape the attention of the seller soto. However, the mother did not want to interfere with Gibran's problems and decided not to ask Gibran, fearing that it would worsen Gibran's mood.

"Together, I went back there." The mother immediately left Gibran after Gibran nodded.

From a distance, Jasmine walked to the cafeteria, but she did not go straight to the cafeteria to urinate and went to the toilet first. Jasmine sees Gibran sitting on one of the chairs, and she decides to meet Gibran.

"Wuiiih, freshly eating soto alone," said Jasmine immediately sat in front of Gibran without permission.

"Where are you from?" gibran asked when he saw who was sitting in front of him.

"Finding, Father," Jasmine replied with a wide smile.

"Which father, which father, which father, where, where?" Gibran instead sang while dancing and stopped eating.

"In Jonggol" said everyone in the cafeteria who heard Gibran sing a song that went viral in his day.

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