Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
115. Matchmaker

In Irfan's office, the handsome man again struggled with a pile of work that made him have to be far from his son and wife.

But there was one interesting thing, he chose to call Ray in order to discuss yesterday's events that made him quite surprised and chuckled.

tuuts...

"Ray, please go to my room for a moment" Irfan said through an intercom connection.

"well sir"

He smiled as he put together the words and plans that he would do after this.

tok...

"go in Ray"

"Can I help you, sir?" said Irfan's mainstay secretary.

"yes, sit!" irfan.

Ray obediently followed orders from his superiors. He sat opposite Irfan who was separated by a large table.

" where were you, Ray?"

"i'm just in the office and coming home at work, sir"

"Kemarin Riska said he was followed by a car when he came home from campus" said Irfan relaxed while looking at Ray's expression.

deg...

Wh-did you know it was me?. Bathin Ray was shocked to hear Irfan.

You know Ray. Irfan's grin appeared adorning on her lips when she found Ray's surprised expression.

"he also asked Fajri to track who was following him," added Irfan to make Ray more cornered.

"The car that followed Riska yesterday, the car that I very much recognize who the owner is. Because the car was a gift from me" said Irfan held back his laughter.

Ray's getting cornered. He increasingly could not argue later if Irfan asked further about this.

"Ray?" call Irfan for an answer from the older man.

"i-that's me sir!. I-I just made sure that Miss Riska came home safe" Ray Nugup said.

"you don't have to lie, Ray, do you like it?. If he's me and Fajira will help" bargained Irfan while observing Ray's already blushing face.

"no sir. I don't like it" Ray said, slipping doubt into his speech.

"why do you look so doubtful? this is not the Ray I know" Irfan said.

"somehow, there's no harm if you say yes. Didn't I ask you to get married?. Even I will offer help to bring you closer" continued Irfan quite seriously.

Ray was silent, he did have a little interest in Riska. But he was afraid that the job would make him hurt the sweet girl and also ignored her.

"I feel incapable, sir! I'm afraid, instead of happy Riska, I will hurt her," explained Ray who began to confess his feelings.

"why? What because you're my assistant?" ask Irfan and make Ray speechless.

"indeed the work we are doing is very much and on an international scale. But I don't charge you too much for work issues if it's not desperate.

Nor do I charge you to provide everything I can do on my own. Maybe it will all feel heavy if you I ask to go out of town or abroad. Try to think again!" irfan is serious.

What am I supposed to do? Even mister irfan agreed if I stepped in to approach Riska. But does that woman want to be with me? I'm with him adrift age distance far enough.God help me. bathin Ray.

"i just said it was Ray. Don't make people afraid because of your profession as a stalker. ups" Irfan lay and slightly insinuated Ray about what he did yesterday.

"please!" connect Irfan when he sees Ray just speechless with a slightly blushing face.

"excuse me, sir!" Say Ray and rush out of Irfan's room.

Fajira's handsome man laughed out loud, taking a glance at his cellphone which was connected to Fajira. The young mother asked Irfan to call Ray and ask him how he felt about Riska.

"How, honey?" asked Irfan with the rest of his laughter.

"hehe, it looks like we can fight them, baby! From Ray's expression, he seemed interested in Riska. May they be a match" said Fajira smiling.

"yes baby. I also think like that, sometimes I also feel guilty for giving him too much work, until to go on vacation he does not have time"

"don't do it, baby! if for work you can rely on Ray, if for your needs there is me. Later for others, you will have many subordinates, then ask for help just like them"

"yes, baby. I'll talk to Ray again. You rest yes I want to continue work first bit again, so I can go home quickly. I've missed this" said Irfan flirtatious as he rolled his eyes.

"aiha... Yes, the spirit of his work Dad, Dede also miss going to look at the same father" said Fajira no less flirtatious with a face that has been blushing.

"Don't make me anxious baby" cried Irfan already can't bear to want to go home soon.

tut's...

the man smiled broadly at his wife's extremely worried behavior. He immediately continued his work to be finished and he was able to return home soon.

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While behind the walls of Irfan's room, Ray squealed in frustration at his carelessness. He was knocked down yesterday and forgot about the genius Fajri.

Why would Fajri know if I followed him? aargh... Surely the master and Madam have planned many things to bring me closer to Riska. bathin Ray.

He thought about what he would do after this. Because one side he is not sure of his feelings, and one side he also has not thought to be in a relationship with anyone.

He chose to return to struggling with a pile of work, hoping that he could distract his mind from Riska and Irfan's speech.

Fifteen minutes passed, yet he still could not focus on his work.

"what should we do? Did I just follow Irfan's plan? But does that girl want me too?"

"he went to medical school at his own expense, surely he came from a distinguished family. Can my family accept my current situation?"

He could only pull his hair in frustration, what Irfan said was very disturbing concentration.

Almost 10 years working with Irfan, of course he already has many assets that are fairly luxurious.even he also has a 2% stake in the large company.

But he was born from a simple family, making Ray more often feel if he is still ordinary, regardless of his position in the big company.

"maybe I'm a match with Riska. I'd better ask Mr. Ray for a week or two off. I have to tell this to my mother first in the village" said Ray smiling.

He immediately typed a permit so that it could be submitted now and could be processed faster.

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Ddrttt. ddrrtt. Fajira's room phone rang, he frowned while guessing who was hugging him.

"hallo"

"hello. mistress. Sorry to interrupt. Outside is Miss Riska" said the gatekeeper.

"why do you have to ask? he's my brother. Tell him to come inside. If he comes here himself let him in. Why make it difficult!" sewot Fajira's.

"I'm sorry Madam"

"continue your work"

"well madam, once again I'm sorry"

"hmm" dehem Fajira and hang up.

Fajira became upset because her sister was again in trouble when she wanted to enter this house. He immediately went down to the living room to welcome Riska, the girl he already considered his own sister.

"Ris" greeted Fajira when he arrived in the living room.

"we just talk in the kitchen yeah, I'm hungry because hehe" kekeh fajira.

"iya brother. Yuk"

"Aren't you in college?"

"have come home, brother. Where's fajri, brother?"

"he's school, Ris"

"sister. I want to talk about yesterday. Am I really not being followed by people? and it was just a coincidence" Riska asked.

"iya Ris. do not worry, later if there is anything you can contact your brother or Fajri. or Ray's assistant can also. Mas Irfan said it yesterday" said Fajira while sitting at the dining table.

"what will not trouble you?"

"no!, or do you want to stay at Fajri's house in the intersection of three near the dormitory?"

"where quiet, brother, just stay alone. Fear me even more!"

"yes, be careful. The bike already has a hidden camera, so if there's anything later, it's been recorded."

They talk about many things. Fajira talked a little about Ray to just look at Riska's expression.

The pregnant woman spoke happily when she found Riska who always misbehaved when she talked about Ray.

I think I should play a role here. I hope you guys make it. I'm sure Riska would be happy if she was with Ray. She's a nice guy and feels more human than my handsome, arrogant husband.

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TO BE CONTINUE