Married Little Princess Bestie
CHAPTER 01 - OPENING CEREMONY (BRIDE WITH BENEFITS)

The woman's hips were pulled closer. While the man's right hand pressed the nape to deepen

kiss, his left hand was busy pulling the tight skirt worn by the woman. There was no match, the woman in front of the man fully enjoyed it.

A perfect sneak filled the room. The hunting breath forced the man to give

the opportunity for the woman to take the air. Now he sank into the neck niche while sticking out his tongue. Get lost in the game.

The figure in the doorway was still silent. Listening to the increasingly noisy groan made by two people in the middle of the room. Until the man succeeds in degrading his ********woman's property, he speaks.

“I got a call from a textile company in China. Didn't you finish?” asked the man who was still standing by the door flat.

Both of them turned their faces. The woman who had been overwhelmed by the responsibility hurriedly lowered her skirt. The man only chuckled lightly.

“Sial, Script! You really ruined my sacred morning ceremony,” complained Dirga.

The man who was still cackling without guilt was tidying up the clothes on the woman who was almost open. He took off a brief peck before asking her to leave the room.

While the nonchalant Aksara walked towards the sofa. The man even ignored Dirga's still look

messier. Although quite disgusting, Aksara is used to seeing the behavior of his personal assistant.

“Listen, I've sent them an official email. It may not have been opened.

Besides, I also intend to meet his representative after a bit of fun. You should not be anxious, let alone come to my room without notice,” Dirga's scolding at length.

There's no response. The characters submerge themselves on smart tablets.

Aksara is not the type of person who will be concerned about personal affairs. He prefers to choose his stupid time, and

ignore this as long as it does not affect the performance of the company. After all Dirga had been working for Aksara for a long time, and not a single problem had failed to be solved by him.

The shortcut that Aksara takes is a simple thought. Adult men make out with adult women too, what's wrong? That way he never considered a single woman who came to Dirga's room as a nuisance.

Both flinch. Dirga walked casually towards Aksara while tidying up the clothes. His sight is straight

notice the straightforward finger motion of the script. The man seemed busy checking his email and daily schedule in turns.

“How long has it been standing there?” Dirga back to snuggle.

“How long or how much?” he said still indifferent, “Which morning ceremony did you ask?”

Dirga. “Once you have to try it too, Aksara. Young master like you is so boring,” his ridicule.

The long grunting script turn. Dirga managed to take over the entire attention. “Don't make that old man

calling again. If you can just decide on a partnership with him. I don't want my father's network to interfere with the company's performance.”

Realizing that her words were ignored by her single boss, Dirga laughed even more. He agreed.

Then lean on the back of the sofa.

“They are very useful, Aksara. We just need to be patient and a little low.”

Aksara knew very well the old man's temperament. Happy to be flattered, happy to be really happy if he succeeds in helping other businesses

which is not profitable. Therefore the Aksara again snorted. He hates

dealing with the man in need.

“Solve as soon as possible, I can't waste time for free. I still have to take care of the rest, though,

the only job I can't give you just like that.”

It is no longer a secret to Aksara and Dirga that the woman is reluctant to accept the idea of marriage. Aksara who had been silent after hearing Dirga's question stopped the activity. It

talk to himself.

If you want to think more stubbornly, it seems that from the beginning they never spoke. That woman

not willing to launch the plan Aksara, and constantly revolted. Aksara does not even remember, when was the last time he had a chance to just say hello.

“That's how it is,” says later.

Other than the old man, Aksara also had no taste in talking about her fiance. The woman who even difficult

name yourself. The figure that—maybe—it precisely considers Aksara never existed.

“Absolutely yes you guys are married?”

Again the same question. Aksara was already careless to hear it. A series of clear question sentences

not answer?

“Yes. There's no choice. Business must keep running.”

For Aksara, business-related matters are a priority. Instead of feeling and feeling,

her marriage is rational. Nothing can make a big profit in an easier way than marriage.

The largest textile and fashion companies in Asia will collaborate on marriage ties. With

sowing romance seasoning, wedding dress sales are calculated to soar rapidly. Aksara had already laid out his plan, the news of their marriage had great potential to bring a fresh breeze to the company.

The characters do not mind at all if their relationship will only be limited to a mere stage couple. After all, he had witnessed such a fight his entire life. The characters are used to the skit in the camera frame.

“Looks like I have to find a competent wedding organizer who can shut up from the media,” cetus, “This wedding should be grand and run perfectly regardless of any circumstances Clarisa.”

Hearing the unanimous determination of the Aksara, Dirga took a deep breath. There was no hope for him to save Aksara from his madness of work. Aksara remains persistent on his sanity towards business and profit.

“My girlfriend works at a decent wedding organizer. He once took care of the artist's wedding in private, know-know already born the first child.”

Aksara was silent for a moment. Just this time he heard directly from Dirga about his beloved heart. Although arguably very close, Dirga almost nil talk about a love story. The man was just happy to show his interest in fondling women.

“You didn't hear wrong, Aksara. My boyfriend,” he said managed to read the doubt on the look of Aksara's face. “I'm sure he's competent. Suitable cooperation with you.”

That woman, huh?Thought Aksara a moment later. Of course Aksara is not possible to ask that directly to Dirga. He played with his mind while trying to remember the woman's face in the head.

How could Aksara cooperate directly with him? The figure that this morning made a friendly relationship with Dirga. The woman even looked cheap in the eyes of Aksara. However, he had no reason to refuse. The character is already principled not to mix personal and work affairs.

“Your boyfriend can be trusted?” tanyakanya.

However, an objective assessment of something or someone is necessary. Dirga after all

always on his side. The man is unlikely to recommend the lover without consideration.

“Sure. I can drive you anytime. There's nothing wrong with just meeting, I'm sure he doesn't

objection help.”

No answer.

Aksara is busy considering offers. Dirga is not an ethical man, and his recommendations never disappoint. But something still bothered him, the woman was it to be trusted?