I Love You, Mr. THE CEO!
Salah

As long as he does not greet each other with Kyra, Bara always monitors his wife's activities through CCTV located in the Penthouse. Almost every hour Bara checks Kyra's whereabouts because she doesn't want the mother to the baby to run away again like she used to.

Today, the intense activity made Bara unable to check on Kyra. Also two days he did not see the suspicious behavior of his wife to make Bara ignore.

In the break hours, due to an appointment lunch with a client from Australia, Bara only briefly checked Kyra's whereabouts. Not yet had time to log in to the CCTV application on his phone, his client came and made Bara forget his routine of spying on Kyra's activities.

Two hours chatting and discussing work cooperation, Bara finally released after his client said goodbye.

"Where's my phone, Morgan!" Bara put his hands on his Secretary who had been on standby at his side.

Quickly, Morgan gave his Boss phone before he ate his late lunch because he had to focus on accompanying Bara during a meeting under the guise of lunch together.

"What's this! Where is Kyra!?" Bara got up with a straight look on her phone screen.

Morgan was surprised, suddenly swallowed his food which he still did not fully chew. He immediately gulped down the water until the toilet before Bara got angry again.

"He's gone, Morgan! Find him, hurry!"

"Maybe Miss Kyra is going to the Supermarket or a walk to the park, sir."

Bara turned to his Secretary who was still holding tightly to the glass in his hand.

"Find Kyra! The soon! Would you be responsible if she did something bad to my baby again!!"

Morgan stood up, reached into his cell phone and called his trusted friend's number whenever he needed to track someone's whereabouts.

"Gr-"

"Not so, Morgan. I forgot to put the GPS on Kyra's phone" Bara said, seizing Morgan's phone and putting it on the table.

Good thing Bara is Morgan's boss, if not, maybe his handsome face will be exposed to the spread of chili sauce and pickles. Morgan exhaled his breath to relax with his face holding back emotions.

"Mokinatex? What's Kyra doing there?" muttered Bara while frowning and staring seriously at the screen of his phone.

"A deal with her ex-boyfriend maybe, sir?" tease Morgan was annoyed until a rope landed as fast as lightning in his head and made Morgan grimace in pain.

"Abroad! You should calm me down instead of making things worse!" sulle Bara was angry.

'Mistake myself make my lunch delayed, ' Morgan lamented inwardly. He no longer tastes eating a serving of Chicken Curry even though his stomach is still rumbling.

"Find out if there's a commissioner's meeting there today!" Once again Bara ruled without seeing Morgan's situation.

Morgan said, with his expertise in finding information, it did not take long for him to get answers.

"Really, Sir. Just now the board meeting of the commissioners and the shareholders is over. Miss Kyra must have gone home and will be home in 30 minutes" the secretary said.

Irritated, Bara snorted after hearing Morgan's explanation. How dare Kyra go without saying goodbye to her? Although only for meetings, but there is an ex-lover who blatantly still chasing his wife.

"Is my schedule still tight after this?" Bara watched Morgan with a sharp look.

Anyone who knows Bara will be afraid when looked at like that, including Morgan who has worked for years with him.

"There's still one more meeting, sir. But if you-"

"So soon have Mr. Tino pick me up. I'll be home soon today. Replace my meeting if it's urgent to do."

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In an Italian restaurant. Two pregnant people seemed to be chatting seriously while occasionally laughing. Jumbo-sized pizzas as well as spagetty and risotto lined the middle of the table.

"Kian really likes to eat risotto, and ever since I was pregnant, he hated this food while I turned around and wanted to eat every day!" funny Annastasia honestly.

"really?"

"Hmm, and you know what's the strangest? I couldn't sleep before Kian sang the Javanese song that was haunting! Hahaha .." Ann's laughter broke out and Kyra was also infected.

"Definitely exciting your household. I'm a little jealous."

Ann frowning. "Why should I be envious? What's wrong with your husband?"

"Why the hell, sometimes he's just a little stiff and dictatorial" Kyra lamented with a long sigh.

While eating her risotto, Ann pays attention to Kyra's curses with care. The cozy atmosphere of the restaurant and away from the noise made the two of them able to chat quietly.

"How long have you been dating?" ask Ann to investigate.

Kyra thought for a moment. He did not know what to answer because between him and Bara never established a relationship.

"Don't you guys get betrothed too?"

"No. Our relationship is not like that." Kyra nodded quickly. "Our introduction was brief, and getting married just as soon as it felt appropriate."

Ann mangosteen. "It's hard if you meet him for a moment. I used to be, too. But after we had frequent conflicts, we were finally able to get to know each other more closely."

"Conflicting?"

"I mean fight!“ errat Ann lightning.

Kyra's turn is now on. Chatting with Ann a little bit already opened her mind about the ins and outs of the household.

"It took me almost a year to adapt to my husband's habits and traits. At first it was hard, I wanted to give up a few times. And when we were at the point of being ready to part, we ended up inseparable until I ended up bunting like this!" janda Ann while laughing.

Drttt  ... Drtts...

Annastasia's laughter came to a halt as the phone she had placed on the table began to shake. Ann quickly grabs her while coding Kyra to wait while she answers the phone from her husband.

Seeing that, Kyra's little heart started to settle down on her own fate. I don't know why he missed Bara's overprotective attitude which was always beyond human reason. These two days of silence made Kyra very lonely.

Ting.

A message notification went into Kyra's phone. He reached into the phone that was in his bag with a sumringah, must be a message from Bara!

[Time to fight! Your colony's threatened!]

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