Ceo Somplak Fall in Love
CSJC: Chapter 50

In fact, while still sitting in the guarantee chair, Satya's hand has moved mischievously swayed his wife's body to the surprise of his mother and father first.

Apparently, the nature of Gibran is not much different from the nature of Satya as a young man, maybe even the nature of Satya used to be worse than Gibran. Satya chuckles to herself remembering her youth that she made to be very relaxed and enjoy her youth by doing things un-profitable.

"If I'm a complete problem for you, Bay?" Gibran chuckled then pushed Bayu's body in annoyance. Satya just smiled at the words of Gibran who was always moving languages.

"Hehe, sorry." Bayu smiled innocently with a very cute face. He got up slowly and dropped down on the long sofa and leaned back comfortably.

"Dad, where is your mother?" Gibran again asked Satya in a sad tone that he almost never said before, Gibran was quite tired of continuing to play freely without having a clear purpose in life. He wanted to organize his future from today by doing useful things.

Gibran has decided that tomorrow he will focus on managing his father's company and he will not care about his past life. He wanted to be a more beneficial human being for his nation and most importantly, he wanted to see his parents proud of what he would achieve in the future.

"Mother is in-" Satya did not continue her speech, she looked at Gibran with a annoying grin on her aging face inedible age that is increasingly diminishing in the world.

"Where is it?" ask Gibran again because he wants to know soon.

"Here!" Satya pointed at his nostrils calmly, his face was so serious that it would make a nonsensical person believe what he said if his wife was inside the nostrils. Luckily, Gibran is still sane so he won't easily believe Satya's answer which is actually just an ordinary crisp joke.

Gibran laughed with annoyance, his right hand grabbed the sofa cushion that was not far from his reach, Gibran then threw the sofa pillow towards Satya who immediately dodged from the throw of the Gibran sofa cushion.

"Gibran is being serious, Dad." Gibran again grabbed another sofa cushion and threw it at Satya, this time the sofa cushion was on target, landing very smoothly on Satya's face.

"Dad is this serious too." Satya whistled and sat down sweetly.

"Which father was once serious, every day joking continues. Don't you think it's fitting to make Gibran's dad not serious either?" Gibran looked at his father's eyes with glaring eyes because Gibran dared to say that boldly about things he shouldn't know.

"Yes, eat your brain less than an ounce. Maybe my wife went with your lover." Satya throws Gibran back, then goes to the room with a quick step because he does not want to be pelted with a pillow again.

"Well, this kid's getting molested here. Not afraid of pain what is the neck?" Gibran confirmed Bayu's sleeping position until Gibran felt that Bayu was comfortable now.

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"It's your friend's house, not a graveyard, is it?" Ranti shuddered in horror as their car had stopped near the sprawling cemetery.

"No, Aunt. This is my friend's future home." Jasmine lightly answered Ranti's question. Maybe because it is the age factor that is no longer young, even digesting another of Jasmine's words.

"Your friend has been metong (dead), why didn't you tell me in the first place?" Ranti stared fearfully at the calm Jasmine next to herself.

"When I talk early, what do you want Auntie?" ask Jasmine back.

"We can go to the mall and buy him souvenirs."

Jasmine's mouth gaping to digest Ranti's words, what will Ranti give if Jasmine's friend is gone? Jasmine became curious. Jasmine also realized that she did not say if her friend had died, Jasmine would just say that this was her friend's future home.

"By-by what, Auntie?" Jasmine tries to ask before she tells Ranti if Ranti misinterpreted her words.

"Daster, it's usually right that in the grave the negligent is on, Jas." Ranti replied with sparkling eyes happy to imagine women who used to wear shabby negligee alternated with a cleaner negligee and with a better model with a bright color not plain white.

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