The Love Story of Five CEOs
Can we be friends?

There is a debate between Cantika and Carlos because Carlos is still trying to reject his match with Kalila. He did love Kalila, but if for love not at all.

"Well, I don't love Kalila at all. So please don't force Carlos to marry her!" carlos said begging.

"But love can grow over time. Moreover, you have known each other for a long time," said Cantika, still not desperate to persuade the second son.

"Dear, stop! don't force your child again. I'm sure Kenjo and Anin won't mind not being made" Calvin chimed in on Cantika.

"Didn't anyone love me? I always wanted Kalila to be my daughter-in-law. I was happy when Cakra was ready, but why doesn't Carlos now?" Cantika practiced her acting talent by pretending to put on a sad face.

"Began, acting." whispered Calvin to himself.

Carlos clucked, then exhaled with a single stomp.

"Alright, Mah. I'm willing the important thing Kalila also wants." concluded Carlos finally.

"Yes! Thank you, Son. It's final yes, there's no one else whose name changes his mind. Otherwise you will be really disappointed and do not want to know the name Cakra and Carlos again," Cantika cheered as well as mengultimatum. That's certainly only in the mouth.

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"Darling, is the moon over?" arick asked when Calista had just come out of the bathroom.

"What the hell, brother? it's only been two days, the time is almost over" said Calista, clucking while shaking his head.

"How many days is usually?" Arick raised his eyebrows slightly upwards, curious.

"There are three days, and there are up to 7 days," Calista said casually as she climbed onto the bed.

"You're three days, right?" arick asked, hoping Calista would.

Calista looked at Arick with a face that tried to hold back the laughter.The woman smiled as she shook her head.

"Unfortunately not, Brother. I'm 7 days at most."

"Yes, it's been a while. Then we go straight to sleep," said Arick, laying down his body and pulling the blanket.

"So, yesterday-yesterday the selling-sock is expensive," ledek Calista while lying next to her husband.

Arick did not reply at all, he could only sigh while rubbing his face violently.

"So, if the bottom can't, the top can still, '" Calista sighed, twisting her eyes, flirting.

"Yes, I know I can. But it still makes the head hurt because the bottom can not" said Arick.

"Yes, yeah. If so we sleep," said Calista while pulling Arick's right hand, to make the man's arm become his pillow.

Arick has absolutely no objection to what Calista did. The man smiled and even pulled his wife's body closer and hugged her tightly.

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Elsewhere in a gray room, typical of a man's room, Arend looks focused on his phone, not paying attention to Alena at all.

Alena felt confused because it had been almost all day this man who had the status of her husband silenced her.

Alena bit her lip and slowly climbed onto the bed. The movement made by Alena did not make Arend disturbed at all. The man still focused on his phone, as if what was seen inside the phone was a very interesting and very dear thing to release.

"Emm, Mr. Arend ...." Alena hung up her words, as Arend suddenly looked at her with a very sharp and cold gaze.

"Emm, Sorry! Mas Arend!" Alena repeated calling Arend, but this time she changed Mr.'s call to mas.

"Gee!" sahut Arend was short but his eyes had refocused on his phone.

"Mas Arend why? how the hell is it all day quiet? did I make a mistake?" alena asked ventured to express her curiosity, as she felt very uncomfortable with this kind of situation.

Arend frowned, and stared at Alena.

"Why do you have to ask that? have I talked to you a lot these days? didn't you?" Arend asked back.

"No really. But today why does it feel like you're colder than ever?"

"Then anyway? what tools do you measure it with?" ask Arend ambiguous.

"Oh, you're great at feeling someone's cold without having to measure. AC only has to use a tool to regulate the cold levels," said Arend who again looked at the screen of his phone.

Alena mendegus, hearing Arend's speech which he said was out of topic.

"I want you to keep your distance from Kama from now on!" chirping Arend suddenly, to make Alena's forehead wrinkled, confused.

"Why? what's wrong with being familiar with Kama?" ask Alena.

"There's no reason. Don't get too close to him!"

"There must be a reason. There's no way I'm getting away from Kama for no reason. He was a good man, so it must have raised the question, if I had suddenly stayed away from him" Alena replied.

"All right! you're my wife and Kama likes you. If you respond well, he will definitely feel that you like him too" Arend explained as he glanced at Alena to see the facial expression of the woman.

"You like me?" Alena scrunched her forehead. "You don't just talk! If it is, anyway. Is that wrong? don't you just like it? I also like Kama. Because she was so cute, kind and ___" Alena suddenly stopped talking because of Arend's sharp eye-wielding look towards her.

"Can you do what I want without having to argue first?"asked Arend with eyes that were very cold to make Alena's throat as choked, making it difficult for her to swallow her own saliva.

"Yes, Mas." Alena finally agreed, even though she was still curious about the reason why she had to stay away from Kama.

"Good!" arend.

Silence was created between the two of them. Arend placed his phone on the nightstand and laid his body against Alena.

"Mas, can we try to make good friends? I feel uncomfortable with our situation like this. Even if you don't love me, I want us both to talk like we're friends" Alena said.

Arend suddenly twisted his body and looked towards Alena.

"Do you think we're enemies?" ask Arend.

"No really! only I feel that we are, still stiff and not __"

"Yes. From now on we try to be a good friend," Arend cut who understood the meaning of the talk from his wife.

"Really?" alena asked enthusiastically and Arend nodded his head.

"Promise?" Alena pointed her little finger towards Arend.

Arend clucked and rolled his eyeballs, caught off guard with Alena's attitude which he thought was very childish.

"Where? here's your little finger, Mommy."

"Should ya?" asked Arend and Alena nodded her head, assuring.

Arend sighed, annoyed but still obeying Alena's will by linking her little finger to Alena's little finger.

Arend smiled faintly as he looked at Alena who was so happy with this very simple thing.

"Let's go to sleep!" arend said as he turned his body back to Alena.

Silence returned for a split second.

"Emm, Mom. What's all that new underwear, you buy?" Alena asked very carefully.

"Haish, why would he ask that anyway?" inner Arend who instantly pretended to close his eyes.

"Why didn't I answer? have you slept?"

There was no answer from Arend.

"Well, can you sleep that fast?" Alena grumbling.

Arend still did not respond, because he knew that if he gave a response, the woman would definitely talk a lot.

"Hmm, if Mas Arend bought it, when did you buy it and how do you know the size of my underwear? did Mas Arend secretly measure it as I slept?" hatch Alena who still did not stop chattering even though there was no response from Arend.

"Good, this woman. He could think like that. Didn't he just ask to be friends? but why did he play the original accusation so," Arend monologued himself, feeling very upset by Alena's accusations addressed to him.

Tbc