Just Being a Doll Wife
5. Arrival To Apartment

That was how the day passed after the meeting of Serge and Merilin. Passing an exhausting work day, arrive at the weekend. It was time now, Serge told Rion about Merilin.

It all depends on Rion, whether he will accept or reject Merylin.

Serge gathered all the information he could find about Merylin and her family. Whether Rion would accept the girl, that was his main point now. Until he had to make the report about Merilin as perfect as possible.

Serge's out of the car. With a black t-shirt, his white face looks pale when hit by the afternoon sun. He had glasses on his nose. His big eyeballs were gnawing. Little Tired. Not only his physical exhaustion, but more on his heart that was still mixed with doubt.

What he held inside the brown map he was tenting right now, may satisfy Rion.

Serge Gontai entered an apartment building. His mind still blamed him, his conscience still kicked him hard several times. Especially when he saw there was a glass circle that tried to hold Merilin until the girl got out of her car at that time. He rubbed his eyes after turning around. Make sure he doesn't see it. But of course Serge saw it.

How's this!

He tapped a safety lock on a door. Not his place of residence. But he can go in and out as he pleases in that place.

The apartment lights are all on. Silent. The owner must be in his study. He stepped into the workroom. Knocking slowly.

“I'm in?” silence, there is still no word. “ You're inside right?” Bending his head, only a dark room greeted noiselessly.

Eh tumben he's not inside, where's the workaholic.

“What are you doing?” someone appeared from the other direction, drying his hair with a towel. Fresh aroma of shampoo and smelled soap. “Usually you enter without permission,” said the male owner of this apartment with a little indifference.

Hiks, he doesn't know I'm confused!

Not having the energy to answer, Serge is just a manyun. His calm had been drained convincing himself throughout the trip. Man full of turmoil and excitement in life is at war with his heart. He took off his glasses. Swiping it on the end of his shirt. Ordinary, if you are panicking, Serge's behavior is strange. He wears his glasses again, it's fashion sure now. Seen from his eyes.

“Why come here, I didn't call you.”

“I brought you food.” Pointing to the kitchen where he put his luggage earlier. “I prepare for a moment, you haven't eaten yet right?”

The man in front of him did not answer, walked into the room, came out again already carrying a cellphone in his hand, then followed Serge to the kitchen.

After everything was on the table, he immediately ate without saying a word. His eyes are still looking at HP. His hands up and down. His face had no idea what he was expressing to food or what he saw on his screen.

“Hey, Ri, Rion. Riald.” Serge riled himself because he felt he was not considered. The man in front of him ate did not even offer him. Although he only brought a portion, because he himself had eaten at that place.

“Hemm.” Not taking his eyes off at all, showing even the slightest attention.

“At least thank me why. I brought you food. I'm the kindest secretary on earth.”

“Do you need my thanks?” Still indifferently answering, while continuing to bribe and chew.

“Yaa not really.” Approaching the side dishes so that Rion was closer to reaching him. While grumbling in the heart.

But that's a form of courtesy to know!

“You want me to pay you?” After no thanks said even the question made Serge's face immediately tense.

“Ah, no, no, I'm sorry, my lord. Please finish your meal.” It'll be long if Serge serves.

Well, even though he did not answer but Rion has continued his spicy words.

Gerrrrr, it's my fault to ask him to thank you. It's my fault for asking this crystal statue to thank you. Yeah, yeah you're the one with Serge. You should have just kept quiet.

“You have given permission, besides what I reported to the president all to your knowledge. Kan, kan.”

Don't keep bringing up my weakness if you're upset! Hiks, after all who can fight the president if he has given the order. I'm just your subordinate you can tell. He's your father. If only I had to obey you, let alone your father. Talking at length is just brave in the heart.

Serge knows, Rion's father, despite always smiling kindly and welcoming people with open arms, is a very firm man. Who can do anything for the Andez Corporation and also for the sake of his only son who will be the successor of that family. Yes, although his father's affection is sometimes given in a strange way to the size of the person who sees it.

“Eat, eat. Sorry, I've talked unnecessarily.”

Rion was still indifferent and did not reply to Serge's words anymore. Make Serge choose to take strawberries in the fruit box in the refrigerator. He ate while his mouth was kamit itself.

Rialald, you didn't.

Rion used to be his boss at a gaming company. A small company renting a floor in a suburban office building. At that time Serge did not know, if the CEO of his company was a wealthy man who wanted to escape the shadow of his family's glory. He only knows, Rion is a passionate man who loves his job. The office which was at once the residence of Rion at that time. It did not at all indicate his status as a colongmerate only son.

Yes, even though it is si, he always has money even though the first time to release their product game failed miserably in the market.

Rion did not give up on the failure, although as a subordinate he felt a little pessimistic. And out of nowhere Rion gets new capital, finally they can create a game that immediately exploded among gamers homeland.

Serge used to think that Rion was the only son of a conglomerate, because of his careless nature. He can stay in a cramped room, eat in a roadside tent. The clothes on his body were also ordinary. Even the car, only cars that are usually owned by the public in general.

Rion likes games. He lived freely without distinction of social class. He was quite jolly, smiling and caring for his subordinates. Falling in love and dating one of the employees at the company. The small company of only five people grew well after a struggle full of sweat and tears.

After the latest game they managed to penetrate the competition of the most popular games in the country. That was the beginning of success and a tragic end for them.

Ah, remember it does make heartache.

“Serge!” A call mixed with screams echoed in the kitchen.

“Ah, it, it.”

Just surprised.

“You didn't come just to bring me dinner, did you?”

Serge coughed a little and then turned bright. Put the strawberry mouth again. He had been waiting for this question since.

“Of course. Today I came to bring you some good news. I've found a future wife to your liking.”

Praise me, praise my hard work.

“Oh.” Just answer that. Put down the spoon because it has finished eating. Then get up to the couch.

Oh. Just oh. Just oh your reaction!

Infuriated, furious. Serge scatters while tidying up the leftovers. Washing old dishes quickly, his mouth looks kamit kamit reading mantra.

Ask kek, who he is. Whose name, who is that woman. What he looks like. Uh this is just oh. Just Oh! This is your fucking wife-to-be!

Seriate