Failing to Get Married Because of Fat
19. Approaching Olive

"Oh yes, establishing that friendship is a good deed. Can I do that to you, by asking for your phone number?" ask Anggara while thrusting his phone.

Olive reviews the smile, then receives and presses a number of numbers on the phone. Then hand it back to Anggara. After that, they separated.

In the car, Mr. Anwar scolded Anggara all out. In addition to not being able to present well, he also said it with an old name.

Because of his annoyance, Anwar sir hit his son's head with the map in his hand.

"Pa. Understand, I'm not used to it yet."

"Not used to how? You have been to the presentation ten times, right? Time alone cannot. Good thing your papa is good at seducing. If not, how can we profit?" gerutu Anwar sir.

"Hem, whatever you say." Anggara immediately turned his car around and drove it away from the court of his papa Olive company.

Along the way, the two fell silent. But Anggara smiles to himself. Remembering Olive's pretty face. And it just so happened that Mr. Anwar who saw it, frowned. Then pat her son's head with the map again.

"Ouch. Jesus, papa. Why the hell, hit Angga just?" pissed off.

"Why are you smiling to yourself? Must have been the same thought of Mr Sanusi's son?"

"Let's know papa. Well, it's not appropriate if I'm the same as him. Cute and beautiful. If Angga can get him, papa can also splash fortunately. If our company again needs an injection of funds, can ask the same Mr. Sanusi. Will definitely be helped. Because he did not have the heart with besan and his son-in-law. Good no, Angga's idea?" Anggara raised the corner of his lips, and raised one eyebrow.

"You're too confident. I have known him for a day too. But, may be your idea. You just approach him. Until we get a lot of benefits."

"Well, that's dong. We have to work together for the sake of muan, pa." said Angga advising his papa.

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Anggara works faster, to get Olive's heart. He did not want to lose a beautiful woman like that girl.

After arriving at his office, Anggara entered his room. Then he sat down in his great chair, sending a message to Olive.

Waiting for a message from him. He is fiddling to see the story' WhatsApp number on his phone contact.

He rounded his eyes, when he saw the photo uploaded by Tsamara. The girl took a picture together with her family members, in a rented house, which Anggara considered very small.

"Ckckk..."

"I don't think that Tsamara really fell into poverty. His body is getting fat anyway. How I'm getting more ilfill huh, same him. I just blocked the number one time." he muttered while pulling a sneering smile on his face.

For a few hours, Anggara kept replying to Olive. Until he was unaware of the presence of his father who was already standing in the doorway.

He slowly approached his son who was still smiling. Then shook his head, irritated by Anggara's attitude.

"Related!" snapped Mr. Anwar, while throwing a map in front of Anggara.

So as to make the young man drunk, and degenerate from his seat. Not only that, the phone he was holding fell.

"What the hell is it?" sulkan Anggara was upset, then returned to improve his sitting position.

"Why did the report you made go all wrong? Papa has taught you repeatedly?" mr. Anwar vented his explosive anger on his eldest son.

"If it's just a little wrong, it's natural, pa."

"The problem is that nothing is right. Now, quickly finish your work. Papa wait in my room."

Anwar walked out. But only twice, he turned his body, and looked back at his son.

"If until five o'clock is not finished, then papa ordered you to, overtime." threatened Mr. Anwar to Anggara, while pointing his index finger on his son's face.

"What! Overtime?" anggara muttered so surprised. Because for a lifetime, working with his father, he had never once been sent overtime.

Rushing he checked and corrected his erroneous report. Because tonight, he's having dinner with Olive.

Anggara sometimes sneered in annoyance, and shook his own head, because he only realized the location of his mistake.

"Basic, i! The time to work on reports like this alone cannot." he murmured.

"I'd better ask Ana for help, to help me with this report."

Anggara flicked his finger while smiling cynically. Then immediately go out to the table of the person in question.

"Sir, do this report for me. I'll be until five. If it can't be finished at that hour. I told you to overtime." threatened Anggara, mimicking his papa style when threatening him earlier. After that, return to his room while continuing to reply with Olive.

The employee who was called by Ms. Ana earlier, could only shake his head to see the behavior of his boss's brash son. Not having a sense of courtesy to his employees.