Trapped at the CEO's House
What Should I Do?

Smiling and wiping away the tears that never stopped, I put down a letter and I will not read it until my heart is ready. There are too many memories there, I learned a lot from Zalia. Learn how to be patient and self-controlled, how to adapt in a place that is very foreign to me. Aunt Yani mama Zalia also taught me not to give up easily and always remember the importance of a family. I really miss my mom and dad. Really miss their embrace. Longing to be angry, longing to be counseled, longing to act to make my brothers worried. Zalia always understood when I missed my family in Indonesia, she always took me to her house to gather with her extended family. He said that Aunt Yani used to be sad, I was very lucky to meet Zalia's family. I was also lucky to meet a man who loved me patiently even though he knew my heart wasn't for him. For love problems it seems I have always been unlucky, for that I chose to give up. Realizing that love doesn't have to have, I prefer to love it in silence.

I looked at the clock and tidied up my things.

In three hours I landed and it looked like I was hungry, I asked the stewardess for wine and salmon steak.

I am the 3rd child of the Orchard family. My name is Letticia Zhaqia Orc. Having an Orc surname is a gift, thanks to that surname I always enjoy and get top-class facilities. All the latest stuff I don't even need to ask for, our housekeeper already knows which is our favorite item. They always organize and prepare everything from the most trivial to the most important. Of course with all the facilities that make me wonder what it's like to live with his own business, without knowing how big the Orchard Group.

Finally I arrived in Jakarta, as usual Mr. Tono always on time to pick me up. But it's been 10 minutes standing and walking around I haven't found it at all. The phone was not picked up either. It was something that never happened, for fear that I would call my mom, but there was no answer.

"Oh sure mama is busy with the twins" I finally decided to wait again and drive around while looking at the cars. Who knows, Mr. Tono has parked there but a little far from usual.

The heat of Jakarta makes me more emotional. I took off my heels and took Hermes' sandals from a totebag Dior I brought with me a limited edition pink Rimowa suitcase. Shortly passing a new Range Rover car black color.

"Tumben's brother who picked me up" I said in my heart while looking at the back seat that seemed to be without a passenger.

"I thought that couldn't happen" he murmured.

Letticia waved the black Range Rover, before long the car stopped right in front of her. He went up and waited for the driver to raise his luggage. When he saw the driver was not Mr. Tono, his mood worsened without much question Letticia wore a seat belt, took sunglasses and slept. Perhaps due to lack of rest and jetlag, Letticia did not wake up at all until awakened by the driver's pack.

"Wake up mba has arrived. Boss is angry mba" he said frantically while shaking my hand.

"Gue got kidnapped !!!" panic instantly overwhelmed me.

I know there are many business competitors who want to trap or harm my family. They have no heart. I know that very well. I'll grab the bag and the totebag in the car and plan to run. When I came down I was immediately surprised by women my age but with a more mature appearance. He wears a blazer suit and pants that form the curves of his beautiful body.

"Who would you dare to sleep in the car all the way, does anyone know this woman" he shouted.

I still mutely try to digest the situation, I remember very well the message of Aunt Yani that must always be calm in order to make the best decision.

Everyone shakes their heads. Next to her was an adult male dressed in casual white. Her body is like a weightlifter, her nose is like a child slide alias very perfect, her lips sexy even though only silent. His eyebrows are stuck neatly like in the makeup paintings of famous artists, ohh but there is no way he embroidered these eyebrows must be genuine.

"Have a wife yet? Have a girlfriend yet? Coming home from England heartbroken, can ommodel like this lamaaaa I amu relaaaaaa" he said in his heart but still glanced at the man, fortunately my glasses are black. He murmured in his heart.

"Sorry mba, I think this is the replacement assistant who told me so I just shut up when he got in the car" said the driver breaking my wild daydream.

It would be foolish for this driver, if he knew I was the one he never saw, to be silent when he got into his boss' car. I'm sorry and say come home, just think I'm lucky to meet a handsome boy yiihaa.

" you come into my room" said the handsome man, pointing at me. The style is cool but very quiet and unpretentious.

"What should I do"