
I immediately broke down my tired body.
...*Se**what do you think you want to say? Someone seriously*....
...Uh! It's all that matters now that I'm asleep, tomorrow work again. My mind hugged the bolster next to it....
...*Ap*a Bu Siti told that Asil will be betrothed to a handsome man or a bad man*?...
...And how shocked the article will be in****** betrothen******!...
The next day as usual, I woke up to pray and helped my mother cook.
"Mom, what did you say last night?" Ask me a curious.
"Wait a minute, I call the father in the back garden first yes" said Ms. Siti walking to call Mr. Hasyim, "yes." I said, smiling and nodding.
"Sir, Asil wants to talk to us about last night's problem that didn't happen." exclaimed Lady Siti to him.
"Let's go in, Mom. We're talking to Asil" said Mr. Hashim walking inside.
"Sil, I want to talk to you and mom" Mr. Hashim told me.
"Yes, sir." I pulled the chair on the dining table with my mom and dad.
"Mr wants to ask you. Do you want to be paired with Mr. Hendra's son. He's the boss, son?" Ask Mr. Hasyim a little doubt.
"Where is it, sir. Asil.." answered a little doubtfully.
"No, sir." added me with a pleading gaze.
"Asil still wants to please father same mother first. Asil also wanted to spend his youth, sir." I see disappointment.
*J**aman* has developed a lot of progress, so there is still a matchmaking like gini. What fear his son no one likes or marries that. My mind is upset.
"I mean gini, Asil. Just get to know first, don't have to get married, son." Said Bu Siti reassuring Asil.
*S**actually the father and mother also do not agree but want how else, if Mr. Hendra wants to betroth his son to you. Mom and Dad just*. Batin Bu Siti while looking at the face of her son who looks upset and disappointed.
"Yes already. Then let me talk to Mr. Hendra if Asil does not want to and still can not accept it" said Mr. Hasyim while smiling to hide his anxiety.
"Surely, sir." asked me who had been gloomy cheerfully again. Mr. Hasyim nodded and smiled. Then Bu Siti smelled the scent like looking for the origin of the smell of charred.
"Why, Mom?" Ask Mr. Hasyim a little panic.
"From that moment I smelled so bad!" replied Ms. Siti immediately checked into the kitchen.
"God. The time is empty." exclaimed Bu Siti shocked while turning off the stove. Hasyim and I ran into the kitchen.
"Sorry, Mom. Asil had forgotten not to turn off the stove." my ringis as I put on a clear face and laughed ambiguously.
"Yes it's okay. Let the mother who cook you guys get ready for work." Tell Bu Siti while continuing cooking.
I shower and change clothes.
In the room I imagined that if I had accepted this match with such an ugly man.
I don't want to imagine it anymore. Imagine it is bad. My mind shuddered.
"No-no. Fortunately I don't want to even be betrothed to a handsome man I won't want to." My mumbling shook my head.
I went out and had breakfast with Mr. Hashim, Ms. Siti and Adel.
"Mom, who wants to be fooled by Asil's handsome brother, what's ugly?" cetus Adel smiled.
It turned out that from this morning Adel had woken up and was going to get out of the room. He paused his intention, eavesdropping on the three of us behind Adel's bedroom door.
"Not handsome not ugly, Del. He thinks he wants 40 years old. The good guy is just your brother who does not want to." exclaimed Siti Ma while smiling seductively.
"Yes, Del. The person is kind, patient, and independent." Mr. Hasyim laughed a little.
"Isa... Father, Mother, and Adel. Anyway I do not want even if the person is handsome or not, I will not want to." I complained annoyed while singing lips.
The three of them laughed at me. After breakfast, I left for work with Adel who also left for school.
In the bus I was daydreaming.
T***remember the words father and mother, not handsome is not bad, the age is thought to want 40 years. The man is kind, patient, and independent, and the son of a rich man.
The betrothed to me must be om-om nih.Why really father the same mother. I don't know what this kid wants... My mind is upset.
"Eh... Oh... Don't think of anything, Del." Answer me with a flutter.
"Not to think, Mother. The same father mother talked about the matchmaking problem earlier. Mbak Asil really does not want to, because the man who wants to be betrothed with Mbak Asil is handsome, the person is good, has his own company and again, the person is independent." explained Adel reassured.
"You know what, Del. Tell dong.." ask me enthusiastically.
"Yes, you know, but it's a secret. Adel first yes, Ma'am. Yea..." Adel answered while walking down from the bus.
"Hufts. This child is always playing a secret." I grumbled as I exhaled violently.
A few minutes later.
I arrived in front of the office as I walked in and took the elevator to my room. There was already Mr. Arga and Secretary Rio standing in front of the finance room.
"Good morning, sir!" My greeting while nodding like paying respect.
Mr. Arga did not answer my greetings just looking sharply.
"You're 15 minutes, 7 seconds late." ketus Secretary Rio in a cold tone.
*h My God. How could I be careless gini can be late because father, mother had invited me to chat matchmaking problems so not to see jam*. My mind with a bow. I immediately apologized for today's delay.
While Faris, Doni, and Dea and the others just kept quiet and all lowered their heads did not dare to speak.
"Secretary Rio, get the four of them into my room!" mr. Arga's orders passed out into his room.
Secretary Rio knew what his Big Boss meant, "Please Doni, Faris, Dea and Asil follow me!" Tell Secretary Rio.
"Yes, sir." Answer us simultaneously.
Arriving in Mr. Arga's room, they did not dare to ask let alone the mistakes they made. Yesterday they were overtime until night now still called to the room of Mr. Arga.
"What do you guys know wrong?" Asked Mr. Arga firmly and walked closer towards them.
At the same time they answered "No, sir."
*Le*bih good answer do not know rather than know instead add error again*. My inner.
"You forgot after working on the report should be handed over that day." cried Mr. Arga ketus.
"Sorry, Sir. We'll send you the report file now." The voice of Doni represents the answer of me, Faris, and Dea.
*Ke**marin only asked to complete the report right, not asked to cuddle or send a file.
Why is it our fault now.
What do people want.
You're the king of the jungle*.
My mind is upset.
"Good! Send by email and file." ketus Pak Arga cynical to us.
The four of them stepped out of the room. I had just stepped a few steps stalled by her because she called out to me.
"Asillya Princess Az-Zahra!" Call him firmly.
"Yes, sir." I replied slowly, turning my body upside down.
*A**what else my name is called*. My mind started to panic.
Mr. Arga walked over to me with his face and grin.
*T**it turns out you're Mr. Hashim's son, papa's personal driver who I'd like to match up with.
Look what I'm gonna do to you.
Are you strong with the trials and trials I gave you as Arga Diksananda's future wife, the Big Boss of the Retail Company*.
Inner Arga while showing a smile often.
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