PAWANG PLAYBOY CEO
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...Yania POV....

What Dad said seemed pretty interesting. Maybe this is my way to avenge my heartache after being buried for so long. I spoke to myself with a thin smile that looked even more horrible.

"Altez, are you ready to play?" I muttered and then grinned.

That shitty guy, he-oh suddenly my heart job became so fast because it remembered him. Altezza Basmankaz. The name seems so deeply imprinted and gets its own space not because of an unforgettable love, but because of a deep hatred.

Altez, when you were a child your mouth was so upset when you said. Is it still up to now? Relax, I'll teach you to speak the word Altez, I know you won't like it. But I like it. Don't want to just have the CV that I've given you. I then started typing his name on the search board. I started surfing and found articles about him.

"The most expensive model scandal of the year? Altezza Basman and his girlfriend caught in a maternity clinic?" I muttered reading the article.

Oh, apparently he's a crocodile. Advertising company in cooperation with Queen of advertising. Em, this is interesting. I will pretend to be the innocent ugly one who will always make him sick of his days. Altezza, if you fucked up my life in a day, then now I'm gonna fuck up the rest of your life!

I remember how he made fun of me saying I was a buffalo and all my friends were following me except Wiwin. That painful thing kept me locked away. I'm afraid that others will think the same way as the evil Altez. Through therapy and also the supervision of the Doctor, I slowly began to recover from the pain. Until now the name came back and disturbed me.

In many professions, I chose to be a teacher. Must be weird, huh? the son of the conglomerate should continue his family business. But me? I chose to be a teacher. My bad experience in my childhood made me build an analogy that no matter how physical, a teacher will always be appreciated by his surroundings.

But, I also cannot give up the responsibility of being the only child of this family. So, I still helped Dad to take care of a subsidiary that was out of town.Because of the bitter incident in my childhood, now I grow up with two faces. I feel comfortable with Yania who is simple when teaching and on the other hand I have to be Yeri the sole heir.

Ah, Yania and Yeri, two different personalities. Yania the simple and Yeri are so glamorous and beautiful. Altezza are you ready to play? I'll test how far you've come to be a crocodile. Honestly, in that case I was so interested in ruining his life. Like he messed up my life.

"God!" I heard my mother's shrill voice calling me from downstairs.My mother, she will definitely ask me about this matchmaking. Ah, I have to prepare with the barrage of questions.

"Yerie, Yeri! buna wants to ask." He pulled my arm and took me to sit on the bed.

"Do you think?" I was lazy but I saw him so excited. "Eh, that's it, Aunt Anisa telfon Buna she said you received one of the candidates she gave in the matchmaking. Keep going, really?"

I took a quick breath, I guess what it was he was just making sure. "Hemmh, yes Buna. Said Buna wants a quick pick on grandchildren? Yes, Yaya follow," I said lazily.

"Ouh, Buna's son." She smiled happily, Bunaku was so happy to hear the words granddaughter. He craved a little angel in the middle of our family so much, his habit of gathering with his fellow artists got him into questions.

When did your son get married?

when do you get a grandson? Yes the question is simple but it is enough to make a person feel sick in his life.

Yes if there is no soul mate what? Also I who have absolutely no intention to go there, accustomed to myself for years makes me unable to feel the threat of life without a partner. This is one of the effects that Altez has had on my life. I have a different perspective in permeating the world's turnaround. I feel I am I, born alone, dead also does not invite anyone, then why should life pair up and bother to make people's children happy?

I smiled and then reopened my laptop, showing him an email. "It's Buna. Handsome right?" ask her for her opinion.

Bunaku looks so happy, he admires Altez's good looks through my laptop monitor. Many times his mouth praised the good looks of my future husband. "Oh my goodness, Yaya! he looks like an actor. Yaya, Buna is supporting you. He's so handsome. Maybe if you have a grandchild it will be perfect. Handsome face and Ayu from his father, as well as good and smart behavior from his mother." He said by showing his amazed face in a dream.

"Of course, Dong Buna, later Buna's grandchildren will be beautiful, handsome and smart. How many grandchildren do you want?" I asked him to raise his heart.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not asking this question because I mean it. But I just want to make her happy. Bunaku, he has a problem with his heart. I don't want to risk telling her my true purpose. Enough of my father to play an ally in this.

"3 can?" He's really happy. I saw the twinkle of happiness that emanated from her eyes and her smile always bloomed perfectly adorning her beautiful face.

"4 yes? let it be crowded." I said origin.

He hugged me and kissed me. "Yes, 4 yeah. More can be less, "he said.

"okay!" my answer that seems like this is a trivial matter that is easily realized. Hemmh, what a fool! who knows what human life will be like?

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...Author POV....

In the other corner, Altez he's having a discussion in his study with Mama."Mama, Eza disagrees with this matchmaking, Eza has Ma's girlfriend. And Eza loves Nella," she said, rejecting her Mama's subtle will.

Her mother rubbed her face in anger. "Altezza Basman! it's not about feelings. It's about our company. You know our company needs a cash injection?"

The mother paused her speech and took a deep breath. " Your boyfriend, he can't help anything. But, the child of Mama's colleagues can greatly help the continuity of our business! think about!"

"But Ma, can't we apply for cooperation without having to involve such an overly binding relationship?"

"They're all good at reading the fluctuations of our assets. We need something profitable without a lot of this and that. You know, Ardi Baskoro's son is just a teacher. He's a high school teacher."

"Then?"

"That means he's innocent of Altez, so he can only be a teacher and not continue his father's business. Imagine if you want to marry his son, then you will also get the company Eza, open your eyes!" Mama Alda paused her words.

"This is the last time you're begging Mama. Stop making trouble and follow your words! Mama won't approve of your relationship with your boyfriend!" Mama Alda breezed haughtily leaving her son's work room.

"Thank....!! Shit!! This ugly woman wants to be my wife? Oh, that's right." Altez pulled his sleeve up to his elbow and walked back and forth thinking of another exit.