The CEO's Regrets Paralyzed
S2: Selfish

Follow IG @stmaemunah1

How else, what Sakha said there is a point as well. Soraya seems to think of a nickname for Sakha, even though her brain is no longer reliable.

“Soraya, are you still thinking of a nickname for me? Don't think about it anymore, just call my name” ask seriously Sakha, and Soraya nodded at him.

“Already, no need for you to think. Sakha's name alone is very good” continued Sakhaa

“Can't be like that berber” Soraya said

“Terupon you, I'm hungry to eat” ketus Arsakha.

It was getting dark, Arsakha and Soraya were in the garden behind the mansion. While enjoying coffee and tea, they saw the beauty of the evening in the orange color. Sakha glanced at Soraya who had been focused on her mobile screen, Sakha immediately grabbed Soraya's cell phone and saw what Soraya was doing in her social media.

“You play instagram?” ask Arsakha while showing Soraya's cell phone screen.

Soraya nodded. “Yes, why? You want quality to follow each other? My followers have a lot of about two hundred thousand” said soaya who showed off his stupidity.

Arsaka typed into Soraya's phone to find her name, smiling when he saw her Instagram account more followers than Soraya.

“You see? Two hundred of your ribs are nothing more than my followers who have reached eight hundred thousand followers” said Arsakha arrogantly while showing off the jumblah followers on his Instagram.

 Soraya takes her cell phone from Sakha, she feels distrustful of what Sakha is showing. “How can? I don't even know if you have instagram?!” ask Soraya who was confused.

“And again, you have never been seen active on social media” Soraya said

“It is possible that the account was taken care of by my secretary, considering my high strength in the business field of course it is very important to have a social media account” said sakha

“Why don't you follow anyone Sakha?” ask Soraya who saw the jumblah followed in her husband's account only zero.

Sakha raised it over her shoulder. “I don't know Sora.” Answer Sakha.

Sakha wakes up from her seat, and she enters the mansion while carrying her old coffee cup.

“What! Turns out my husband is a celeb!” chirps Soraya.

.........

Finally night came, Sakha seemed to relax while looking at the screen of her phone. Unexpectedly, it turns out Arsakha is stalking his former fiance's instagram account. Who else if not Adelia, whose life is now just a name. Since he had gotten what he got, Sakha regretted having known Adelia. If only he could go back in time and tell Arsakha in the past, that in the future he would regret it.

Sakha slapped hard on her pip. THE PLAAAK!

Soraya who had just entered the room immediately rushed over to Arsakha. “What are you doing!” soraya.

“So no mosquito kissed my cheek” said Sakha ngawur.

Soraya did not hesitate to throw her slap on Sakha's cheek back, PLAAAK!

“Aduh...” Lirih Arsakha who grimaces in pain while I hold her cheek.

“Why did you slap me!” ask sakha firmly

“There are mosquitoes who want to kiss my husband again” soraya replied.

Because it was so obvious Soraya slapped Sakha's cheek very hard. “I know you're lying” says Sakha.

“Why do you know?” ask the curious Soraya.

“Because you did it deliberately” Sakha's lips.

Soraya sat on the edge of the bed playing with her phone. “Sora...” Oozing spoiled Arsakha.

“What?” soraya Sahut

“Do you not want to have offspring?” ask Sakha

As if understanding the topic of conversation that Sakha said, Soraya also only chose to remain silent and did not answer the words of her husband..

“I will keep waiting until you want, even if it has to wait another year once” said Sakha who soaked her face on Soraya's back.

“Sora, I'll sleep first” Sakha let go of her hug from behind, then she sleeps her back to Soraya.

“Sorry Sakha, I'm selfish for now. I'm not ready if I have to be pregnant now, plus I just got back to being a model, I can't sacrifice my career anymore Soraya's inner” while staring at Sakha who is starting to fall asleep.

During the day, Soraya gets a job at one of the big boutiques to offer her a model. But before that, Soraya got the information for breefing first with her designer. Soraya appeared to be seriously listening to the directions, but while in the middle of the conversation. Whether the wind from where Arsakha can come, Soraya who saw him was surprised to be that also with Arsakha.

“You know each other?” ask the designer.

“He's my wife “ sahut Arsakha without sin

Soraya patted her eel. “why did you say, you idiot!” muttered Soraya in a small tone.

“Pak Sakha, please wait in the waiting room” said one of the boutique waiters there.

“OK”

Sakha goes to follow the waiter who shows the waiting room, while Soraya still breefing with the designer to choose what kind of design pattern will match Soraya's body.

“Sora, what if you use the wedding dress for the photo shoot this time?” ask the designer.

“Bby miss, what's the dress like?” ask Soraya.

The designer left Soraya, a few moments later he returned with a white wedding dress but covered in blood.

“This is the concept of a toilet wedding, because the bride committed suicide or had her accident. Quite exstream indeed, but this idea is rarely used for the selection of gown” said the designer, Soraya took the dress.

“Good miss, I'll change it soon first. Hope this dress suits me” Soraya said.

He went to the dressing room, but on his way to the dressing room. His eyes were fixed on Arsakha who was playing with a little boy, his heart felt sad and sick when the sangsuami who continued to want a baby from the first.

“Sakha” says Soraya.

Sakha also heard the sahutan from Soraya, he immediately glanced at Soraya who was in front of him. “Heem, are you done?” sakha asked, Soraya shook her head slowly.

“Not yet, I'll change clothes first. Whose son is sakha?” ask Soraya

“Oh this, my client's son. His father was going to buy food” replied Sakha, Soraya also glorified slowly.

“Alright Sakha, I go first” Soraya said leaving Sakha.

He went to the locker room, Soraya who could not help but cry finally broke her cry as well.

“Sorry Sakha, I'm too selfish’’ murmured Soraya.

He lowered his voice, so that his sobs could not be heard by anyone let alone Sakha. Remember the words of Sakha who will wait another year if Soraya is still not ready. Honestly, Arsakha's heart is vast and deep like an ocean. Soraya is swept away by the flow of Sakha's love.

To Be Continue