Perfect Wife For A Hypocritical CEO
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Syara regrets her recent actions often unable to control her emotions when facing Bara. “Then this is the way, my desire to make Bara love me for our marriage to last, will not work. Bara's gonna hate me even more. Duh, stupid you, Syara, have been told to be patient why still release anyway?”

On the one hand, Syara was also unable to endure her heartache when Bara said that Syara hitchhiked her life and just begged her. Isn't that the duty of the husband? Moreover, Syara is also not completely idle. He also continued his clothing business that he had built all this time even though he had to falter because he had to start everything new since he moved to the city where Bara and his mother lived.

Syara began to contact the convection where the clothes she sold were produced. At the beginning of Syara lived in Bara's house, Mama Bara did help Syara to find convection around her residence and also gave capital to Syara to continue her business. However, being preoccupied by her household problems, Syara forgot to take care of her business. Syara, who had received information from the conversion that the production of her clothes had been completed, decided to immediately take it directly.

While waiting for an online taxi that Syara ordered, Haris' car accidentally just stopped at Bara's house. But unfortunately when Haris will get out of the car, Syara's taxi comes and they leave before Syara can see Haris arrival. Haris followed Syara for fear that Syara would get lost, considering that Syara had never left home from her first stay in Jakarta.

Haris stops at the convection parking lot, and sees Syara entering it. Haris who was still in his car deliberately waited for Syara to get out of the place. Shortly after, Syara came out with a large sack. Haris quickly got out of the car to help bring it.

“Haris, how are you here?” asked Syara who was surprised to see the arrival of her husband's friend.

“I accidentally followed you from home, Ra. Confused also where you want to go, afraid if stray. This what?” point Haris at the sack Syara brought.

“Oh, here I just picked up my clothes that were produced here. Before I got married, I had a dress business, because now I have moved cities, so I moved convection here. Mama Desi who helped me find this place first,” Syara explained to Haris.

“Judah here I help bring, your father, this is very heavy, Ra,” said Haris who brought the sack and put it in the trunk and let Syara also get in his car.

“Thank you, Har. So did you go home or what?” syara asked open the conversation while in the car.

Haris explained that he accidentally passed Bara's house but instead saw Syara who was going to leave. “I just met a client at a cafe near your house. Next time, if there's any business outside, don't go alone, Ra. You can ask me, Aunt Desi, driver, or Bara.”

“Whichever way you want, Har, besides he must be busy in the office, I don't feel good to ask for help. If Mama Desi, there was an appointment with her friends to look at her friend who was hospitalized, delivered by a driver,” Syara replied memelas.

“Oh yes, Ra. About the gift yesterday how, have you asked?” Haris who is still curious about the bag that Raya and Mama Bara bought yesterday at the mall.

“Raya who bought Mama, Har. So Raya accidentally bought the same bag for her and Mama. But Mama still brought souvenirs from Bali for me,” Syara replied sincerely.

Haris was silent and daydreamed at Syara's reply. “Every night I asked Raya, she said Aunt Desi who deliberately bought her a bag, which one is right.”

“Har, how silent?” syara asked waving her hand before Haris eyes.

“Eh, no, Ra. Raya is outrageous. What do you mean he's like that. Ra, if you need anything you do not hesitate yes, I will help you,” bargain Haris sincerely.

“Iya, Har. Thank you very much you have helped me a lot,” said Syara softly.

Haris' car arrives at Syara's house. Haris also brought the sack into the house. Haris also said goodbye to Syara because he had to meet his other clients. However, when Haris just run his car not far from Bara's house, from the rearview mirror he saw Om Gustav, Om Bara, met Syara who was still standing in front of the house. Haris seemed to be concerned about their conversation.

Syara welcomes Om Gustav's hand. “Iya, Om. Syara still remembers kok.”

Not to forget, Syara also invited Om Gustav into the house. “Om want to see Mama? Let's go in first, Om, let Syara phone Mama because it's still outside.”

“No need, Syara. Thank you very much. Om just passing by a coincidence, and look at you again outside so om approached. Syara, I want to ask you. Actually, what does Desi mean to match you with Bara?” Om Gustav seemed to ask with a serious face.

Shara explained why her in-laws wanted Syara to stay at her house and marry Bara. Including also telling the relationship between the late parents of Syara and her in-laws. It seems strange indeed when Syara answered Gustav's question, but as a family husband, Syara must remain polite and respect Om Gustav.

“So you're Mirna's son?” ask Om Gustav a little surprised.

Syara nodded.

Before long, Om Gustav said goodbye to Syara, Haris also returned to drive his car.

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“Your lines?” bara asked, underestimating Syara who was packing her clothes.

“Ya ‘kan you said I have to make my own money so as not to ask you mulu,” replied Syara cuek.

Bara walked and crouched to approach Syara who was sitting on the floor. “Don't ever think you can be like Raya, because you'll never be at the same level. Weighing on the sale of clothes will not make you the woman I desire like Raya, which there I am ashamed to have a swordswoman!”

“You went to business school and became CEO. But you don't know the difference between a pedangan and a businessman,” said Syara relaxed but stared intently at Bara's eyes.

Bara returned Syara's gaze sharply. “Not brave. Read who you are, a woman of no value!”

Bara stood up and left Syara, but only a few steps he walked, Syara again said.

“I want any effort, will never bother you. So don't bother my business too,” he said softly and softly.

Bara who had turned his head and turned towards Syara, continued his steps leaving Syara who was still struggling with her clothes.

Syara suddenly remembered what Om Gustav had said this morning to make her more careful. “What does it mean?”

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