Married a Contract With a Young Master
Early Trouble

Eylina decided to skip her job that night.

If forced to go to work, he will fall ill.

It's been almost 1 month that he's been working in a nightclub. And since then he has become less rested and less well-maintained.

His face was dull, and so was his skin.

His body also became thinner.

That night he slept very soundly because his body felt very tired.

****

"Eylin, Lin wake up!" Sista shook Eylina's shoulder.

"What the hell is Sis?" Eylina blinked her eyes and squirmed.

"Lo forgot it? Today is the last day of Young Master's prospective matchmaking registration!" Sista impatiently grabbed a big bag containing makeup tools, shoes, bags and all the necessities for his best friend today. He prepared everything Eylina needed.

While Eylina was still drowning under her worn-out blanket.

"Come on dong Lin! How the hell lo? I defended - belain permit entry during the day so that you can nganterin lo to the salon to make over your face." Sista began to sulk.

"Jeez, yes. Not very patient, you. Like my mom - I know not." Eylina rushes up and grabs the towel at the door. Then he went to shower.

****

Salons

"So which model would you like?" ask one of the salon employees while showing some models of hairdo on Eylina.

While Eylina simply scratched her head, she was at a loss as to which one to choose. He doesn't know things like this at all.

"Sis, which one?" There is no other choice, it

he called his friend who was sitting on the sofa waiting.

Sista then approached and turned over the salon catalogue.

"Eemm .. who I think is aka mbak, will fit Eylina's hair." Finally Sista found a hairstyle that felt right for his best friend.

The staff at the salon did their job immediately.

While elsewhere.

Wiratmadja Family Home

The entire Wiratmadja family was having breakfast together.

Wiratmadja or often called the Great Lord or Lord Wira is the father of Morgan. He has one son and two daughters, Emily and Luna.

"So how's your search result Morgan?" Wiratmadja put down his tablespoon.

Morgan simply shook his head and stopped his activities.

Can't Papa talk about anything else. Be married? Huh, what game is that? Inner Morgan.

"If you haven't found the right woman you think, papa and mama are forced to marry you to Bella." Wiratmadja said it emphatically.

It was not without reason, had many times Morgan's parents tried to find a mate for his son, but always rejected for various reasons.

Until now, Morgan's age is 32 years. Old age according to Wiratmadja and Ayu.

Wiratmadja could no longer tolerate the unpreparedness of his son. Because for a long time his son was just playing. Refusing to be betrothed but never having a serious relationship with his woman. He is just happy with his own world.

Wira certainly did not want the company he raised with great difficulty was destroyed just because of his unreliable son.

Wira thought if his son got married, it would be able to make a Morgan a little changed and more responsible. As well as being a person who can take good care of the company.

But somehow his hope will soon be fulfilled, it feels like the year has changed but his son until now has not opened his heart to any woman.

Morgan left the dining table and set foot into the room on the top floor.

He grabbed his phone and called his secretary.

"Rey, come here!" His order is on his secretary when the phone is connected. He hung up the phone without waiting for a response from Rey.

Brainsk ... !!!

His hand hit the table nearby.

Damnit damnit! Until now there has been no woman who really interested me. I don't want to marry Bella. Cihh .. A cunning girl like you don't expect to be my wife. I don't want to be your husband for one second.

Morgan clenched his teeth.

****

While elsewhere.

The white girl with shoulder-length hair, wearing a tosca-colored dress with hells and a black bag was like not her best friend.

Thin makeup makes Eylina's face more charming.

"I have lost a lot of money for you." Cyst walked around Eylina.

Is that really me? Gilaaa .. it turns out I can be as beautiful as that too yes if in make over. Hihahi.

Eylina admired herself.

"Yaudah yuk yuk hunted, the hunt was closed ntar registration! The taxi was waiting too." Cyst then grabbed Eylina's arm, helping her walk.

Eylina was not used to wearing high heels, which is why Sista took the initiative to help her walk.

Eylina and Sista get into a white cab.

Hopefully you're in the same lyrics Mr. Morgan Lin. I hope your life will be easier. Cyst.

He is a sincere friend. Sometimes it was like an older sister to Eylina.

"Sir, let's go." Sista patted the driver on the shoulder who was still gawking at Eylina from the glass.

"Ehh .. Yes Neng, where are we going?" The taxi driver was shocked to look at his passengers.

"To this building sir." Sista showed me the address in the brochure he was holding.

"Ohh .. ready Neng."

The car drove through the city crowd, delivering its passengers to their destination.

It took 45 minutes to reach the address.

"Udah to Neng." The taxi driver stopped his car in front of a large building consisting of more than 20 floors.

A main building owned by Globalindo Group. The Wiratmadja company.

"This is Sis' place?" Eylina was astonished - astonished to see the luxury of the building. His mouth was wide open.

"Yes .. yaudah down yuk." Sista pulled his best friend's hand to get down immediately.

"Sis, this is a family company building? Who's owner?" Half in disbelief, Eylina finds out to her best friend.

"Don't ask Eylin too much, but soon the registration ends." Sista glanced at his watch.

They both entered the building. Eylina left with a guard to the room where the participants were selected. While Sista can only wait in the lobby.

****

A Room in Globalindo Building

Robin, one of Rey's secretarial confidants and several staff members, is selecting one woman at a time - a beautiful woman who is in line to register as Mr. Morgan Wiratmadja's future wife.

Eylina sat down uneasily, for as long as her eyes went around circulating the gaze, not a single woman seemed unattractive. He felt like he was in the room where the Puteri Indonesia audition.

"Eylina Riyanti ..." one of the staff called her name.

Oh my God, my heart why deg-degan gini. Eylina stood up, then moved closer to the interview table. His hands were cold sweaty and slightly shaking.

"Your name is Eylina Riyanti?" With a serious and cold look in his eyes, a staff member started flashing questions.

The girl just nodded. He squeezed his fingers under the table.

"What's your motivation for pursuing a match-finder for Mr Morgan?" The one with the clenched haircut asked flatly without expression.

Making Eylina's heart seem like it was about to jump out.

"Money." Eylina immediately smothered her mouth. Because his words some people sitting in front of him rounded his eyes for a moment. Even that one room looked at Eylina in surprise.

Stupid... stupid, what I said .. aaaa geez, gone is my chance. I'm sorry Sis .. hiks. You've been bothered like this, while I'm playing around. They must be planning on kicking me now.

The staff in front of Eylina whispered. Of the many women they interviewed, all answered as sweetly as possible and full of jealousy in order to pass the selection. But the girl in front of him actually said out loud that his goal was only for the sake of money.

One of them finally called Rey's secretary and told her the unique thing they met today.

****

Secretary Rey's car enters the main gate of the luxury house Mr. Wira.

The man with a tall and upright posture and a cold and flat face went down and quickly stepped into Morgan's room.

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