Melancholic CEO
Chapter 62: The Robot Denies All Commands!

Rakhan opened the room door. His eyes were fixed on the bed across the door.

"Where is he?" Rakhan saw the bed neat and clean. No sign of being finished in bed.

As she turned to look towards the sofa, which was located not far from the door, she saw Chayra was asleep. Her body was wrapped in a thick blanket. Looks like egg rolls.

"Is he sick?" inner Rakhan while moving closer. He taped his palms to Chayra's forehead, the only limb still visible. "It's not hot" he said slowly. Then he removed Chayra's body from the blanket and carried her.

Ughb ... Chayra's eyes blinked. Why did he feel his body swaying? Isn't he sleeping? He opened one eye. Whahuh? His eyes widened when he saw that Rakhan was holding him and stopped next to the bed.

"An..what do you want?" chayra shouted in shock. Was the man about to take a chance when he fell asleep? "Take me off!"

"Well," Rakhan let go of his sling. Chayra's terrified screams annoyed her.

Bugh! Chayra slammed into the bed. "Oh," he complained while stroking his head stumbled on the head of the bed made of mahogany. " Why did you drop me? Sick," grunts.

"Aren't you asking?" Rakhan.

"Yes, but at least you can lay me down slowly" Chayra replied.

"If I lay a woman in bed gently, it means I'll fuck her" Rakhan said .

"What?" Chayra got up from the bed. The pain in the head from stumbling away instantly disappeared. "So that's why you moved me to bed? And also buy underwear with a terrible model?" continued.

"Underwear with terrible models?What do you mean?" Rakhan frowned.

"Just a minute" said Chayra. He got off the bed and walked to the cupboard under the window. He opened the cupboard and took out a small paper bag and led it to where Rakhan was standing

"You see for yourself" he handed the paperbag into Rakhan's hands.

Rakhan took out the paperbag that Chayra had thrust, then took out the contents. Instantly his face turned purple when he saw the look and materials of underwear reached by his hands.

He put the underwear back in and grabbed the phone lying on the nightstand next to the bed.

" You bought Chayra's underwear?" rakhan said so Taksa said .

"Yes, CEO," Taksa said quickly. "You don't have to say thank you for the obligation..."

"Who wants to say thank you?" cut Rakhan upset. What was Taksa's thought when he bought the Chayra underwear? Only once was Taksa so brave to her.

"A..did I make a mistake?" ask Taksa restlessly. At the sound of his voice, it seemed like the CEO was very upset. It might eat him if he now stands before the CEO.

"Talking to Chayra, "Rakhan gave his phone to Chayra who was standing next to him.

Chayra picked up the phone with an astonished face. "Hello?" he said as soon as he put the phone in his right ear. " So you bought that underwear? " sambarnya after hearing Taksa talk.

" Yes, what's with the underwear? Why do you and the CEO sound angry? Does the model you don't like?" ask Taksa wonder. " That underwear with an expensive brand," he explained did not understand.

" It's an expensive brand, sir. But the material is thin like a wheat sieve," replied Chayra squash. " The model is also terrible," he continued. Auto lost to********* if he is desperate to use it. "Do I need to take a photo so you can believe?"

"No need," refused Taxa. The CEO sounded angry. "Actually I asked the store clerk to help choose the model and material, I said to a close friend of the CEO. I don't know if he... Oh my God," she squeezed his hair. " I said girl friend, the waiter thinks girlfriend!"

Girl friend means girl friend while girl friend is girl boyfriend. But usually Americans or Brits use the word friend without mentioning gender.

"Yes," said Chayra understand. Anybody buy underwear for a friend? It must be for her boyfriend.

"I'm sorry" said Taksa.

"Do you want to talk again?" chayra asked Rakhan who was still looking. Rakhan nodded in response. "Yes, the CEO wants to talk" he said, returning the phone to Rakhan.

"Yes" said Rakhan then turned off the phone and put it on the nightstand.

"See?" Rakhan stared at Chayra . "Don't want to apologize?" said again. "I was prejudiced against me. If I wanted to cancel**ri you, I wouldn't buy you underwear. Because you won't need it" he whispered in Chayra's eardrum.

Whahuh? Chayra's face flushed. " Basic pervert!" he hit Rakhan's hand in annoyance.

"Not apologizing for hitting, instead" Rakhan said as he held Chayra's hand, tapping her so tightly that Chayra lost her balance and fell into Rakhan's arms.

Ky...Chayra screaming.

Rakhan drew his face closer.

Chayra's heart skipped a beat. Instead of fighting back, she decided to resign. He closed both his eyes. Prepare for attack.

Mmpf...Rakhan held back a laugh. " Why close your eyes? " he whispered in Chayra's ear.

" Not that you want to..." Chayra opened her eyes. "Eh, no, huh?" he said he saw Rakhan silent .His red cheeks held shame.

"Yes," said Rakhan as he kissed.

As he was about to deepen his kiss, the phone on the nightstand rang.

Damnit damnit! Rakhan grumbling. Who called tonight like this? She had to let go of her kiss and took her cell phone .

On the screen of the phone monitor was named Geoff Steel. Is there a problem with the robot? thought. "What's wrong?" he pressed the receive button.

"The robot refused all orders, the CEO," Geoff reported. " He kept saying Chayra Minara was his master. He'll just follow his orders" he continued. " If he doesn't meet Chayra, he'll destroy this lab" he concluded in a frightened tone.

"Alright, have the driver pick me up right now at the hotel," Rakhan said, then switched off the phone.

"What's wrong?" ask Chayra to know. He was just about to enjoy that kiss.

"The robot asked you," Rakhan replied annoyedly. Eh? Now she's jealous of a robot? " Wash your face, "he pointed at Chayra's face. " Your face is a pillow face, it's not good to see" he continued.

"Then don't look" said Chayra sewot.

"I'm not kidding, quickly wash your face . You'll come with me to the branch office" Rakhan replied. "Later I'll tell you everything in the car" he continued, noticing Chayra was still moving.

"Change clothes?" Chayra pointed at the clothes she was wearing. " But all the clothes that the model bought were all. Model sheath," he explained.

Rakhan looked at Chayra carefully. The clothes the girl was wearing were not attractive. More like a birdcage glove.

" It doesn't have to be changed" he broke up. "Officers at the male branch office all. Types of piranha fish. Predators," he said.

"All right," Chayra said. If you ask to change it will remain the same. All of her clothes are this model. It's just different in color.

Half an hour later, they had already arrived at the branch office. Chayra walked after Rakhan into the office. They continued walking until they stopped in a room that read Lab.

Rakhan glued his retina to his eye as the identification process in the follow-up presses a few words as a password to open the steel door of the laboratory.

After the identification process and password are recognized, the door opens.

Chayra walked after Rakhan who had already gone inside.

As soon as Rakhan set foot inside, Damon floated towards him. Stabbed it blindly.