That Tiny Girl is my wife

That Tiny Girl is my wife
BIDDING


In a padang restaurant, Saga and Jeremi sit while enjoying a plate of rice padang plus rendang. Jeremi did not allow Saga to go home first, there were still many things he wanted to learn from this young man in front of him. The young man who had met since the beginning had already caught his attention. Besides being handsome, kind and seemingly well educated, Saga is also good at martial arts, making Jeremi feel if he is a dream ghost candidate.


"If you may know, where do you work?" Jeremi asked between their meals. Actually, the problem of work is not too he thinks, which is important both and responsible, has become the criteria of his dream ghost.


"SE Corp."


"Private Mr Elgar's?"


Saga frowned. "Do you know my father?"


"Papa? You're Mr Elgar's son?"


Saga nodded with a smile.


Jeremi is even more convinced that Saga is the right man for Anna. When he did not know Saga's background, he was already interested, especially when he knew that the young man was the son of a great businessman who had worked with him.


"So you're the little boy who used to be at the wedding of Mr Elgar and Mrs Mila?"


Both of Saga's parents were divorced. But then they came back and held a fancy wedding party when Saga was 6 years old.


"I was at your parents' wedding. You were a child, you may not remember me, but I will never forget you. You know why?"


Saga shakes. He still remembered the party a little, but whoever was present and how detailed the event was, obviously he did not remember.


"At that time my wife was pregnant, and she was very fascinated by the handsome boy who was sitting in the house accompanying her parents, you. Suddenly my wife wants her stomach kissed you. You don't remember what happened when you kissed my wife's stomach?"


"really?" Saga does not remember at all, his childhood memory has indeed faded. "I'm sorry, I don't remember at all."


Jeremi did not expect to meet again with the little boy at the party. Could this be the name of a mate, Anna who is still in the womb fell in love with Saga, until her mother craved her stomach kissed Saga.


"I'm sure you're like Mr. Elgar, a great businessman. Mr. Elgar has been successful since a young age. You must have gone down in business."


Saga smiled bitterly at the exaggerated-sounding praise. He's not really as good as his papa. His first project, however, was destroyed.


"What's wrong?" Jeremi saw the change in the look on Saga's face.


Saga just smiled, too embarrassed to tell her the problem, especially to people she just met.


"Oh yes, if you didn't hear wrong, you and your friend were going to the police station? What's the matter, maybe I can help."


Saga really needs help right now, but he's not sure the man in front of him wants to help.


Seeing Saga who was silent and smiling awkwardly, Jeremi felt bad.


"I'm sorry if it's considered too meddling. It doesn't matter if you don't want to tell a story."


"I just got tricked." There may not be any harm in telling stories. Who knows, Jeremi really would help him. Ignore the shame first, after all, this does happen because of his ignorance and stupidity. Saga recounted details of the fraud incident he had experienced.


"I'm a fool, not as good as my father." Saga at the end of the story. Inevitably, he had to admit that.


Saga nodded, confirming Jeremi's remark. Either he's too apes or something. The people closest to him, as if compact betrayed him. Rania, Son, both are close to Saga.


"Other times you have to be more professional. Do not mentang friend or brother, you ignore the procedure. Remember Saga, don't trust others easily. In a place like this, many people are willing to do anything for money."


Instead of being happy over the suffering of others, it's just that Jeremi felt good luck was on his side. Maybe it's the way of a soul mate, opportunities seem wide open for him. This situation he could use to make Saga his daughter-in-law.


"I can help you."


The saga that was about to drink put the glass back. Wonder what kind of help Jeremi meant.


"My company is engaged in the field of contractors. I can replace your friend's fictitious company. For money matters, don't think about it. Importantly, the construction of the hotel was still going according to plan."


Saga still couldn't believe it with that tempting offer. It was true that he had just helped Jeremi, but it felt like it was too much of a return he offered.


"But there are conditions."


"Conditions, you mean?"


"Marry my daughter."


Saga made gawking with the words Jeremi. Sometimes there are stories of fathers selling their children or using their children to pay debts, but this is the opposite. He is given help, and also given a bonus child, what is this?


Don't don't let the child be deformed, very ugly, or even a spinster? So he did not sell and Om Jeremi tried to find him a mate.


Jeremi smiled looking at Saga who seemed to be thinking hard.


"Don't worry, my son is normal, beautiful, and still very young."


Saga was confused again. If so, why is it difficult to find a mate?


"Only, my daughter is rancid, unruly. I'll have to handle it." Said Jeremi while chuckling softly.


"But why marry her? Is there no other way?"


Jeremi could understand the confusion of Saga. "When you're a father to a daughter, you'll know how scared I feel. There is no father in this world who wants his daughter's future ruined. The woman is like glass, just a little mistreating her, she can break. I was afraid of my daughter falling into free association. Especially when he knows he is dating a guy who his hobby is out in and out of the night club. My worries are getting bigger Saga. I could've hired a lot of bodiguards to look after my daughter, but she wouldn't be comfortable being treated that way, as if, all her wiggle room was restricted. Maybe by giving her a halal partner, she can change. And that guy no longer bothered her."


Saga wondered what Jeremi's daughter was like. Like what an unruly little girl is. But such a woman, definitely not her type. He wanted a woman like Rania who became his wife, sholehah, meek and motherly.


"But I won't force." Jeremi took out his business card and gave it to Saga. "Think first, if you are interested in my offer, contact me. I'll arrange a meeting between you and my daughter."


Saga skimmed and then kept the business card in his pocket.


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