Failing to Get Married Because of Fat
18. Meetings

Finally Tsamara willing to be made a photo object for Thoriq.

"Thank you yes. Instead, you don't have to pay for the supplement" says Thoriq.

"Huh. It can't be so dong. You can lose it later."

"No. We are both lucky here."

After passing an argument, Tsamara finally relented. Not paying for that supplement.

The two chatted, while waiting for Soffin to finish taking lessons. Tsamara is very happy to exchange stories with men in front of her.

He was the man who made his heart feel at ease after his papa. Even so, he could not hope for much. Even so, he did not want to expect much. The shadow of disappointment always haunts him.

**

Elsewhere, Anggara was following his papa meeting, at a company of his papa coworkers.

He sat in the meeting room, while observing the material to be delivered during the meeting.

However, his concentration suddenly collapsed. When a man of his papa age walks into the same room as himself, he is followed by a beautiful girl wearing a black woman's blazer, the pink shirt and skirt above the knee are in matching color with her blazer.

She's really pretty. Her long black hair was beautifully cut. Anggara can't resist his charm.

The man who was the same age as his father was sitting in the end chair which was quite close to his father. While the beautiful girl sat in front of Anggara.

The woman wore a thin smile while nodding her head, while looking at Anggara. So that makes the man's heart beat fast.

'No. His smile is very charming.' Inner Anggara.

The last man to enter introduced himself. Then introduce her son, before starting his meeting.

He introduced himself as Mr. Sanusi, and introduced his son named Olive.

After that, he began to deliver some of his products that will be exported. Then the beautiful girl named Olive turned on her projector. So that meeting participants can see pictures of products that are being offered by their papa.

Instead of listening and following the meeting well, Anggara focused instead on Olive.

His mind began to wonder, if the woman became his girlfriend. Surely all the men in the world will envy him.

Arise in his heart to be able to have Olive. He believes his parents agreed with his plan.

Because besides Olive is beautiful, her papa company is also big. Surely if you need an injection of funds or others, can also be easily obtained.

The beautiful shadow began to dance beautifully on her head, thus making her smile herself.

A DUG!

"Papa, what the hell." Anggara growled in a whispering voice.

"You're the shit. Even the meeting daydreamed. Quick presentation of the benefits of exporting goods through our company." reply papa with a whispering voice anyway. Afraid to hear the participants. But it is useless, because they have giggled amusedly.

Anggara flipped through the sheets in front of him, before starting the presentation.

But his father always told him to hurry. Makes him more nervous. Finally some sheets of paper fell and he did not know it.

Before rising to his feet, he breathed rough air through his nose and mouth, tidied up the suit he was wearing, then began to speak.

This is not the first time I have been in a presentation. But he was always nervous. With a stammered voice, he began his presentation.

Cold sweat ran through his fingers. Until he finally finished his job.

Everyone in the room stared dissatisfiedly at Anggara. Including Anwar, his papa.

Mr. Anwar was forced to stand up and repeat the presentation.

The meeting lasted long enough. And unfortunately Mr. Sanusi refused to export his products through Pak Anwar company. Of course it makes Mr. Anwar furious with his son.

After the meeting, all the participants left. Only Mr. Sanusi, Olive, Mr. Anwar and Anggara are deliberately lazing tidying up the files.

It was used by Mr. Anwar to re-persuade Mr. Sanusi. With various lure. For a long time he persuaded, until finally he managed to get what he wanted. Cooperation with Mr. Sanusi.

After reaching an agreement, they walked out of the room together. Mr. Sanusi walked in front along with Mr. Anwar. While Olive walked the two middle-aged men with Anggara.

"Include me, I'm Anggara." the young man thrust his hand.

"Aren't we already acquainted?"

"Yes too." Anggara pulled his hand back, then scratched the head that did not itch. Feeling ashamed of being abused by the girl next to him.

"Your presentation was good."

"thank you. But I learned from my father."

"May I learn from you how to present?"

"Learn on your father."

"My father is too old. I want to absorb knowledge from the same age as me."

EHEM...

Mr. Anwar deliberately hardened his deheman. He was considered old by his son.