Ceo Somplak Fall in Love
CSJC: Chapter 41

"Jasmine, sit in front with me!" pinta Gibran, Jasmine nodded then walked around the car and got into the car. During the trip, Bayu slept soundly and Gibran who saw it could only smile shadyly.

The three of them finally reached the building where Azril's wedding party forty-five minutes later because they had to stop by alfamart to buy flip-flops because Gibran's expensive shoes were broken into the base.

"Let's go down, remember Jasmine! Here you become my partner." Gibran still kept reminding the beautiful girl who joined him.

"Good, Sir." Jasmine will remember that well.

After showing the invitation letter, Gibran and the others immediately entered the building that has been decorated with a very luxurious and magnificent even though the decoration is not too full.

"Well, it turns out like it's a rich man's wedding." Jasmine was amazed by everything she saw before her eyes.

"If we get married, we'll have a party more lavish than this." Gibran whispered to Jasmine and Jasmine just smiled taking it as a mere joke.

"Haha .. it's up to what you say." Jasmine replied briefly, her eyes constantly staring at her surroundings in astonishment.

The series of events have begun to be held one by one from the reception and others. All the events have gone as they should. Gibran was not ashamed even though he only used a flip-flop brand swallow that he had bought earlier because his shoes were broken because of chasing Jasmine.

Lots of pairs of eyes that look at Gibran with a look of pity, admiration, dislike and others. Fortunately Gibran did not care much about the gazes of those people.

"Good afternoon Mr Gibran, did you come here to graze or what? Why just wear flip-flops?" An old man burst out laughing at Gibran.

"Yes, here. Mr. Gibran came to the wedding but just like anyone who wants to go to the market" said another man who did not like Gibran.

"I have no intention of going to a party, no manners of his style." Other voices are still a lot of understated mocking himself. However, Gibran did not care about their plugging, for Gibran, as long as he came well, no matter how bad he looked, it did not matter.

Charisma, a young CEO of a well-known company in Asia, does not fade because she has no shame despite often making mistakes outside of her working hours. He was only embarrassed when dealing with his parents and the girl he loved.

"The flip-flops also have self-esteem." Gibran replied to their words in a relaxed tone, even he smiled kindly at them.

When the guests arrive to congratulate the bride. Gibran clasped Jasmine's hand to take her up to the stage where Azril and Sisil (the wife of Azril) were.

"Congratulations, Bro. Later that night get ready to get sick all of Lo's body clawed sharp nails cat garong." Gibran shook Azril's hand while whispering.

"It's like experience, Lo. Marriage is not hahaha ...." Azril laughed over his happiness.

"Know, Bro. My wife-to-be!" Gibran pointed at Jasmine who was beside him.

"Well, pinter also Lo nyari wife, beautiful not angel like this. But even if Lo's future wife is beautiful, my wife is much prettier, Bran." Azril kissed Sisil's cheek at a glance then hugged his wife's waist and the one hugged just smiled shyly.

"Haha .. whatever the word, Lo. Congratulations to you, may you be a sadinah, mawadah, and warahmah family." Gibran again greeted the two brides with a big smile on his face.

Jasmine also did the same as Gibran, whereas Bayu after congratulating her, the man instantly went out of nowhere. Gibran doesn't know.

"Thank you for the prayer, I hope you follow us quickly to the guarantee." Azril patted Gibran's shoulder slowly.

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"Let's get down!" take Gibran after his car is parked in the garage.

Jasmine who had just woken up was eager to protest but because she did not want much debate she simply complied with Gibran.

Love does not know age, when Gibran entered the house, his eyes were again stained with an unworthy view in front of him.

"It's late afternoon Om and Auntie, it's been friendly." Bayu surprises Satya and Ranti who are cool kissing on the sofa with Satya position on top of Ranti's body.

"If you want ahem-ehem in the room next time, Yang. Don't play in the living room." Gibran rolled his eyeballs in disgust because he was envious.

Jasmine simply smiled faintly, the girl was actually not as crazy as what the author described. Actually Jasmine was a cheerful girl, a little cold, firm, and very intelligent. The absurd attitude that he had been making was no doubt just because it covered up the sadness in his heart.

Two lovebirds who were caught in the living room immediately ended their activities. Ranti tidied up the upper pajama buttons that had been partially opened because of her husband's naughty hands, her face was already very red because of the shame of his actions seen by his son and guests. It's really embarrassing.

"You've come to disturb me." Satya glared at Gibran and Bayu, something down there that was already tense should be dealt with immediately.

Gibran and Bayu look at each other and laugh to see the tortured face of Satya resisting his desires.

"Bwahahaha .. finish in the bathroom there, Dad!" gibran's orders feel pity.

"Bun, everybody, I'll go upstairs first!" pamit Satya who answered nods them all.

"There's a beautiful guest." Ranti looked at Jasmine whose face was unfamiliar in her eyes.

Jasmine smiled then greeted Ranti who was staring at her with an indecipherable look. "Good afternoon, Auntie."

"Ah, good afternoon too. Come on, please sit down!" Ranti tells Jasmine to sit down and followed by Gibran and Bayu.

"Thank you."

"Yes, auntie just stayed in the kitchen for a while." Ranti immediately goes to the kitchen to make a drink because she cannot have the waiter help her because all the servants are told to go on vacation so that she and Satya can be free to do anything in their house.

Jasmine yawned because she was still sleepy. "You stay here, Jasmine!" pinta Gibran felt sorry.

"No, Mister. I'm just going home." Jasmine refuses Gibran's request.

"When you sleep here, I will invite you to do the same as you saw." Gibran spoke as he pleased.

"Well, your mind is perverted every time you're with me." Jasmine moved to sit beside Bayu from her original position beside Gibran.

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I want to be serious ah, later on slow slow slow slow protests slow.