Mamy Sugar
Confident

"So sure you want to be my husband? Can't you back down again?"

I just smiled crisply, actually if the situation was normal I would have refused. My life before was pretty fancy and had everything. But, because of Papi who insisted on marrying Melissa for the benefit of Papi's business, I finally became poor immeasurably. And now I have to work to collect every rupiah as a marketing executive at the mother's company. Maria, and soon nyambi become her husband aka brondong pay.

"already ma'am." I answered somewhat doubtfully.

"I'm not forcing you, I love you for seven more days to think" Mary's mother passed with a melodious step as usual. Calm and sure.

Wonder.. How can he always be so calm, is he not nervous. Or awkward - awkward.

" Don't bother me. If you refuse" arrived - Maria's mother was in front of me again taking her bag while smiling as usual.

And I'm weighing whether my decision was wrong or right, and whether I won't regret it.

Grrrrt the sound of my phone vibrating.

"Mommy.." I said without saying hello.

"How are you Har? Just be the same papi" persuaded Mami directly.

"Yes can't, for the sake of his father Melissa Harry's gold mine must be married to Melissa, kayak sold Mi" Sanggahku, even though I just sold myself to my mother. Maria.

"Married right. can divorce, at least until the initial stage of exploitation is complete, done"

"Mommy, I don't love her son anyway, I've been hunted to death standing Mi. I've already known Melissa as to what the person is" I snorted annoyedly.

Melissa is beautiful, but her habits, her mouth and her behavior can make me die slowly. Instead of taking care of her father's business, Melissa prefers to try to be a model with a beautiful face and sexy body. Conquering a man is not difficult for him, but ultimately we are the same, fate in business marriage alone. Maybe that's why Melissa likes gonta - changing girlfriends to enjoy her single years.

"Where?" Mami's voice still ringing across there "Go home and marry Melissa instead of miserable"

I closed my eyes and tried to think.

"Melissa is beautiful...."

"No mi!! Mami forgot how spicy her mouth is during gala dinner, mami can live with a daughter-in-law model like that?" I asked who started to grow angry. "Marriage is the same as if we are rich"

"It's not just about that." Mom started to hesitate.

"Udah... Mi.. Harry's getting married, but it's not the same with Mellisa" I immediately closed the phone and rushed to the parking lot.

"Mothers. Mary!!" call me the woman who almost shut the car door.

"What's wrong?"

"But ma'am.." I set my breath slowly. "it... About the contract I am sure, just go to the next stage"

"Then can you come with me?" Ask Maria's mother to calm down.

"I'll get the bag first.."

I went back to my desk and took my bag. At first glance I remembered some of my meetings with Melissa that I never thought would be planned to marry me. Oh.hhh..!! Mending with mom. Maria, polite and hardworking. Even though he's not young anymore.

Only a faint smile bloomed a moment later ma'am. Maria started driving down the street. About 15 minutes we arrived at an apartment building. The car is parked in the basement.

"We're checking your apartments"

"Eh... Sassaiah"

"You must have a hard time living in that boarding house" Mother. Maria passed by without waiting for me who was still half fixated on apartments.

"I also lack the talent to be a tagger. So it's been empty for a while" Mom. Maria looked at me for a moment "May it match your taste"

Shades of cream color dominate the room, some pastel touches scattered here and there. The most striking is the collection of table ware that is quite unique and beautiful.

"Where? Not bad, right?" Ask mother. Maria who was already sitting in the center of the sofa while crossing her legs.

"Better than my boarding" I sat down opposite Mom. Maria, watching him who was busy with his tablet.

Mother. Maria is not ugly, but not flashy. Her hair was jet black, straight without layers. In line with his medium eyes that have pliable eyes and framed eyebrows that are still natural. It seems that she is not the type of woman who goes to the salon. Good thing, one boring job is cut down.

"What about your room? Is the room as comfortable as the room in your house?" Ask him without taking his eyes off the tablet screen in his hand.

"Yes.. Similar though only 50%" I answered based on reality. Wall paper room in this apartment is the same as the one in my room as well as the painting that stretches over the headboard, similar though not the same.

" Mommy's not paid, right? Make my trap? "

Mother. Maria this time set her sights on me and placed her tablet on the Oak wooden table in front of us.

"I'm risking 10% of my stake for you to be by my side" Mom. Maria smiled flatly "The company is not an inheritance, but from my own efforts, I hope you understand"

Also true!! Then I have no choice but to trust Mom. Mary 100%.

"Would you like to grab your stuff at the boarding today or tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow ma'am.. All go to work"

"Tomorrow you I'll pick you up, and go back to work to the car showroom to pick a car for you" Mom. Maria started putting the bag strap over her shoulder "So don't make an appointment with the client for the afternoon tomorrow"

"I.. Yes mother.."

Mom's smile. Maria developed shahdu, before her back away and disappeared behind the door of the apartment that is now my place.

"Maria.. hisisku who broke my fresh body after flushing it with warm water that I could enjoy again since I left the house.

" lady.. Maria.. Maria Tirta Janitra "I started typing that name in a Google search.

Career as a contemporary painter At the age of 18 years to 20 years and then began to become an interior stylist in the next two years. His luck has soared since he took charge of landmark projects in Portugal in the last year of his interior career. He began to look at the business of advertising, agro culture and fashion.

"Honey.. apparently less fortunate in love affairs" murmured myself who slowly closed his eyes that began to be reluctant to survive.