The Ceo
Chapter 1

In a city of Jakarta in a remote area on the outskirts of the city, with a village that is filled with dense population.

The village is famous slum among the rich, in the village there is a simple family that is not too poor or rich. The simplicity that made the family harmonious, the couple from Arya Admaja and Safira Admaja who had a 25-year-old boy named Marcelino Admaja.

Arya and Safira are very proud of their son Marcel, because Marcel at the age of 21 years has had an S2 degree with a major in business management.

"It's a shame I didn't expect Marcel to go down your smarts" Safira said.

Arya nodded and smiled, "i'm sure that the superior seeds I have will decline on her."

"Ck, should we tell Marcel everything, I think it's time, you're so tired anyway, aren't you? and again Marcel, he has worked well even as just a regular employee at the company."

"You're right, and I've planned this, and I'm even more grateful that this simplicity makes Marcel a very good person unlike me, at Marcel's age or maybe even from childhood, I've been a proud, haughty man, and lucky I got you, so I can change."

Safira smiled "i'd rather get you."

Arya gave a quick glance at his wife's forehead and smiled, "it's fine to tell everything after Marcel gets home and I hope Marcel won't be angry with what we've been hiding all along." Sapphira nodded in agreement and hope with her husband.

Afternoon at one of the cafes in Jakarta city.

"What do you mean, Amara, why do you want to break up with me, haven't we been all right?" ask a man who is surprised by her lover's request to break up from her without cause.

"It's true that we don't have any problems, but it's my decision, Marcel you know you, just the guy I used, you're a smart guy in academics, so I took advantage of that, I did, the rest I'm not interested in you at all, you know if I'm constantly with you I probably won't be happy, you're a poor man who has nothing and only works as an ordinary employee with very little salary, ah yes your advantages other than your smart handsome," Amara said truthfully the man before her, whose name was Marcel.

Amara already has her S1 degree and it is all thanks to Marcel, who helped Amara in making the thesis, or the tasks given by his lecturer.

Marcel shook his head in disbelief at Amara's words, "are you lying? I can't believe you said that !"

Amara grinned, "I don't care if you believe it or not! " he replied, after that he looked towards the entrance of the cafe and Amara smiled and astonished Marcel.

"Marcel, I already have a man who is more worthy of me, a rich man who can make me happy because he can buy me anything I want," he said with a smile at the man who approached him and then kissed Amara's head.

Marcel clenched his fists and stared intently at the two humans before him.

"Baby I've been waiting for you outside for too long and it pisses me off !" said the man who looked at Amara who looked so adoring.

"I'm done just before you come, then let's go."

Marcel screeched, "I hope you'll regret betraying me."

Amara stood up and her waist was embraced by her lover, "are you joking, sorry? hahaha bullshit!"

"Alan, be patient, baby, this is a public place" Amara said.

"You so fast !" Amara nodded and kissed a glimpse of her lover's lips in front of Marcel, without shame until everyone in the cafe saw her.

"Let's wait in the car I'll catch up," the man nodded and left Marcel and Amara, giving Amara a chance to make Marcel no longer chase after him.

Before Amara's lover left, staring cynically at Marcel even with a look of contempt from him, Marcel controlled his emotions, he did not want to act foolishly just for the sake of the woman who did not even appreciate him at all.

"He's Alan my lover, a director at the well-known Admaja Company, so you understand it's not if you're far below him" Amara said cynically after Alan's departure, with the chest in the busungkan as proud if he managed to get Alan.

Unlike Marcel, he was just an ordinary employee at one of the subsidiaries of Will Company, the company mentioned by Amara, certainly very different from his status.

Marcel screeched and stood staring nyalang at Amara even now there is disgust at her, the woman he loved and love had turned into hate, she said, because now he sees Amara a woman who is not much different from the woman***** out there, who gave her body only for the sake of property.

"You know Amara, I'm sorry I ever had this love for you, you know you're nothing more than an ******."

Amara laughed, not offended at all by Marcel's remark, "whatever you say, I hope you don't look for me anymore, our relationship is done here," after saying that Amara left Marcel with a furious rage.

Marcel really regretted ever loving a woman like Amara. Heartache, of course Marcel felt, but now Marcel really get a valuable lesson from his story with Amara.

Marcel decided to leave the cafe and go home, riding a matick motorbike given by his father.

"Assalamualaik."

"Walaikumsalam, Marcel have you gone home ?"

Marcel nodded his head toward his mother who was watching TV in the living room, Marcel sat down next to his mother and kissed her hand, "where is dad ?" ask Marcel.

"Dad's out taking care of something, you want to eat ?" bargain Sapphira with her son.

Marcel shook his head, "i'm not hungry yet" he replied with a sad look.

Sapphira saw sadness in Marcel's eyes, "what's wrong ? tell your mother this."

Marcel looked at his mother, Marcel doubted whether he should tell her a story.

"Is this about Amara?" safira asked back a guess, making Marcel flinch and finally nod.

His mother, Safira did know Marcel's relationship with Amara, even Safira had guessed how the original nature of Amara, but Safira never said anything, although sometimes it seems clear if Amara brought Marcel to his house, it looks very uncomfortable and even looks disgusted, but the woman is smart to hide her expression on Marcel.