[Note] A Perfect Marriage

Bad Impression's

..."Of the many ways God awakens the feeling of love in the human heart, why must it be in a lost way to make me realize it?"...

The throne stared at the streets of Jakarta from behind the window of his study. The man was in a very tall building. It was seen from how small the scenery below him that he was witnessing. His expression was flat and there was no life in his eyes.

"Za, what time did they arrive?" ask without turning.

"Four eight, sir," replied the man sitting on the sofa as he tidied up the file on the map.

Yes, he's Reza, a very loyal personal assistant to the Throne. He was even willing to leave his five prospective wife candidates in Malaysia to follow the Throne to Indonesia, and again he was born and raised in Indonesia.

"Is everyone responsible for the grand opening event coming?"

"Yes, Sir. The hotel manager has also invited all partners who will meet the needs of the hotel in the future."

The Malaba Hotel with the symbol of the letter M belongs to the Throne. He used the asset he had moved to build his hotel. Not build. More precisely buy a hotel that is almost bankrupt because of its management. He renovated it in such a way that it made the hotel that initially looked unkempt into a modern and luxurious concept hotel. The perfect combination. His family was no longer the superpower family it used to be. The family's power was lost three months ago after the father's rot was exposed. However, the business capabilities of the Throne will certainly not evaporate.

The throne only nodded small, glancing at the watch on his right hand. Time has shown seven o'clock over forty-five minutes. "Let's get ready."

The man who was wearing a black suit with his hair neatly combed back entered the meeting room with Reza. There were five people waiting for him in the room. The five people spontaneously stood up and bowed respectfully as the Throne walked towards them.

"Is everyone present?" ask the Throne to break the silence.

"From the Blooming Flower in charge of flower decoration has not yet come, sir," replied Hendra, the hotel manager sitting on the left side of the Throne table.

"All right, let's wait a minute." Back the athletic man replied expressionlessly. His face was so flat that it did not look angry, but it could make his interlocutor feel intimidated.

The young manager who was only twenty-seven years old could only sigh in relief. At least he will not be exposed to spray early in the morning due to the delay of others. While retrieving his fingers that were linked together, Hendra prayed in his heart for the Blooming team to come soon. Restlessly Hendra glanced at the wall clock that was right above the door. It's been eight minutes. Now his heart is pounding no more. What if they don't keep their promises?

"How's it?" ask the Throne who is aware of Hendra's unease.

"Pak Hendra should call them. There may be obstacles" proposed Reza who replied a small nod by the Throne.

Just as Hendra was about to reach for a cell phone to contact Blooming's marketing team, the door opened and displayed the three human figures he was looking forward to. He finally regained his breath.

The throne that heard the sound of the door opening reflexively turned his head indifferently. His body suddenly stiffened as his sense of sight caught the figure he desperately longed for. Unknowingly the man was already standing up from his seat. The net can't even be sidetracked. Likewise with the woman who was standing in the doorway.

Love did not expect this meeting with the ex-husband occurred because of a job, where they would certainly be connected for several more times. His breath seemed to be stuck in his throat. He realized the look of disbelief from the look in the eyes of the Throne. Somehow a feeling of fear suddenly enveloped him.

"Eh." Love cleared his throat slowly when he realized the gazes of several other people who were also focused on him. Soon he neutralized the mind and stepped in with a professional smile as a businessman.

"Sorry I'm late. We had a small accident on the way here," said Cinta with regret when he arrived at the meeting table.

"Sir, everything is complete." The words of manager Hendra awakened the Throne and Reza from his reverie.

"Okay, let's get started."

Two hours of meeting in the meeting room was held. People were finally able to end the meeting with a relieved expression. Everything went well. One by one the meeting participants came out by throwing smiles at each other, including Love and his team. He was relieved that the Throne was being professional as well. They're like strangers, but they really don't hurt the feeling of love.

"Blooming Flower," said the Throne when Cinta and his team finished tidying up the file and want to move on.

Everyone stared questioningly at the Throne, including Reza and manager Hendra. While the Throne stared straight at Love with eyes that were difficult to interpret.

"Is there anything we can help you with, Mr Throne?" ask for love politely.

'Sir Throne' somehow heard the word made the heart of the Throne feel squeezed. He closed his eyes for a moment, breathing heavily as if realizing something.

"Next time don't be late" replied the Throne with a flat expression and stood leaving the room.

Love can only bow, thinning its lips because it feels guilty has made everyone wait. But this is not his will either. He tried to leave as early as possible. If only the car had not grazed the car, he would have arrived on time. How could that cruel Throne be on him? Now a feeling of annoyance was enveloping him.

"The immoral man. No sympathy, you little si—." Love stopped her speech, and glanced at the two people beside her as she realized the teammate could hear what she was muttering.

The two people could only throw glances at each other hearing his boss's words. They tried to hold back a smile as they saw Love turning around in annoyance and waltzing away leaving the two behind.

"Bu Cinta can be angry apparently," said Yuli, one of Blooming's marketing teams and reciprocated a steady nod by Roni.

Patience .. patience .. This is all for the sake of the King and Queen. I have to give them a decent life. Only one more month, after that I will kick away the face of the song, grumbled Love in the heart.

The waist-haired woman stepped wide towards the red Jazz parked in front of the building. There is a scratch on the right side of the car. Love rushed inside while covering her face from the scorching sun. The underground parking lot is still in the process of repair, so for a while guests have not been able to use it.

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Meanwhile, from inside the building a man stared at the departure of Love with a pushy look. He stood in front of a large window, his hands stretched out into the glass as if he was about to grab the tiny-looking body of Love from where he stood.

I actually wanted to ask if you were okay, but I was too afraid to ask after everything I did to you. How could the brengs*k man who had hurt his wife ask the news? And ... It seems like she is living well with her husband, the Inner Throne smiled wryly.

...Seriate.......

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