Forgive Me My Wife
The Leader

Struggled in real shock. That is the reaction of Yoga when he saw Bima sitting in the chair of greatness led by Sinar Abadi Group. He rubbed his eyes several times, closed them and then opened them again to be more sure of what the retina of his eye caught.

“Ka-you. What are you doing here?” tanya Yoga astonishment.

“Do you think?” Bima asked back.

“Aha. Maybe because now this ex-con has no job and no longer trusted your father to manage the company then play around on the throne of the leader? Pathetic!” Yoga folded his hands on his chest with his haughtiness, laughing mockingly laden with contempt.

“Your thought is amazingly good. Thank you for always reminding me of that title, ex-con. It's just a pity that I'm not playing around here, this is my chair,” Bima replied casually while still painting a smile on her lips.

“Hahaha... hahaha..

Chortling like crazy. That's what happened to Yoga when he heard Bima's answer, he laughed sarcastically until his back shook almost backward like watching a funny scene in a comedy film.

“Do not brag, Bima.” The disdainful clucking yoga was still in its burst of laughter while shaking its head. “There is no way Mr. Malik will let you back lead the company with a black record status attached to you. My advice, you better stop dreaming in broad daylight!"

Yoga rolled his fingers rubbing his own chin with a disgusting grin. Bima was still sitting quietly, unprovoked by the meaning of Yoga on her.

“What if you are dreaming, Yoga?” Bima got up from her chair, put both hands in her pants pocket then walked in quiet steps around the table and stood gallantly in front of Yoga.

“Cih, dreaming you say? I am completely in the real world! Not like you playing around with your papa's throne. Where is Mr Malik now? He asked to meet me here, but what I found was even the ex-con.”

“My father wants to meet you? You sure?”

“Of course.I want to meet with Sinar Abadi Group company leader. Mr. Malik himself who asked me to come directly to his room even gave me a special service using the executive elevator of the company's top executives. If your dad knows you're playing around with his throne, I don't know what he's going to do to you,” sneer Yoga is so satisfied.

“Mmm. But are you sure my papa asked to meet?” Bima raised her next to her eyebrows.

“Of course. The receptionist told me that the leader wanted to meet me in person,” said with his bow.

“Have you checked who occupies the leadership seat?” Bima again asked to coincide with Adrian who entered carrying two cups of coffee.

“Pak Director, here's the coffee. Got your black coffee without sugar and this one is for Pak Yoga I made latte.” coffee

“Thank you.” Bima said with a thin nod.

Adrian bowed politely and rushed out of the room. A few seconds suddenly the face of Yoga paled. His jaw seemed to rise and fall with his movements in an effort to swallow his hard-earned saliva. He seemed to catch his breath, digesting his conversation since earlier with Bima as well as Adrian's speech just now who said so politely to Bima.

What was that, Adrian called Bima as Director? Is it not possible that Mr. Malik let his son the former prisoner return to serve as a leader in a company of this size? this is all a joke!

The mind of Yoga raged, he continued to deny even though the reality was increasingly plastered in front of his eyes. He did not trust his eyes and ears.

Yoga eyes membola buyak because of surprise. He did not really check who is the leader of Sinar Abadi Group who is now due to the fog with the many cancellations of cooperation. Yoga felt his knees go limp. He came here to beg for cooperation again. But what he did just now was like picking up the destruction of his own business.

His arrogance evaporated instantly. Without pride he suddenly knelt down after previously throwing mockery at the figure standing looming before him. His two palms intertwined and rubbed slowly.

“Ma-I'm sorry, Mr. Director. I was being impolite. Kindly you understand my situation in trouble.” Shamelessly begging for mercy after spitting out a sneer, Yoga's self-esteem seems to have long been thrown away from Earth and stranded on planets beyond the asteroid belt so it is impossible to reach it again.

“Wah wah wah. How noble is your attitude? I can't help but apologize after making a mistake. But why don't I feel sincerity? And your apology is more like the style of a sycophant, who justifies every means to have his purpose fulfilled. Isn't that what you're doing, Pak Yoga?” Bima crouched down and threw a slanted smile at Yoga.

“Did you do it? Break up with me?” Yoga suddenly turned back inflamed, waking up from his kneeling position and staring intently.

“Yes, I did it. Besides Sinar Abadi Group does not need a partner who has a disguised intention just to pull our big name. You think I don't know? You sell the name of this company for business purposes as well as your personal interests. Covering the depravity of your business taking refuge behind the name of this company,” firmly Bima with a flat face.

Yoga clenched his fists full of anger. He seemed to forget that a few minutes ago he had knelt down and begged.

“My company is now down as well due to your actions that canceled cooperation suddenly. So that others follow the cancellation!” yelled Yoga with a high voice.

“It wasn't my fault. All that happens because you attract their interest by selling the big name Sinar Abadi Group. Try if from the beginning you prove that your company is worthy and competent without jumping the big names of other companies, I make sure they will not be affected even though our business cooperation is canceled. Or maybe rumors circulating about you who often abuse investor funds are not just a mere issue. So they choose to withdraw, and of course it is not because of me, but because of your own actions,” explained Bima calmly which is true. Yoga, but do not want to admit it.

“Did you do it because I once disturbed one of your women? Ahaha..it's funny that you're Bima. In this world there are so many women that you can hide and sleep as you like especially with power and wealth in your hands. But you're doing so far for just one woman? Hey.. should I introduce you to great women serving in bed? I'm sure that the woman you're defending desperately isn't a reliable player, who just fell silent like a statue when you were working on.” Yoga just spouted his sentences without a strainer.

Bima's jaw tightened, the corner of her lips twitched in anger and in a second later a fist landed on the beautiful face of Yoga.

“How dare you lick my woman with your filthy mouth, bastard!”

The body of Yoga is limp due to the sudden attack it gets. As if he did not want to give a pause, Bima snatched the collar of his shirt and returned to blow several times until Yoga fell to the floor without giving a chance to fight. If the self that is cursed is not a problem, but if the idol of his heart that is humbled Bima is not able to remain silent.

“Save your bitch collection for your dilapidated body. I'm not interested at all. In my life there is only one woman, Viona, my wife! Never again will you dare to humble her, otherwise I will do worse than this!"

Adrian barged in as soon as he opened the door. He was about to submit the file. But I did not expect to be treated to a colossal movie scene in it.

"Director, what's going on?" the pekik is surprised to see Yoga battered.

"Call the security guard and drag him out! Don't ever let this bastard come back here! "

"Good Sir."

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