Beautiful and Bad CEO

Second Meeting

One week had passed and for one week also Leo never came back to the boutique to meet Adira. Makes the woman's life calm again.

"Miss, the man who ordered a suit for her wedding came and wants to see you." an employee told Adira.

"Bring me into my room." Adira ordered.

Adira exhales to regulate her emotions against the man.

"Good morning, sir. Please sit down." said Adira smiling, carrying Arkan sitting on the sofa in his room.

Arkan followed Adira sitting on the sofa without taking out a word. Adira presented a map containing the design of the suit made by Adira for the man. Arkan took it and looked at it more closely. Suddenly a piece of paper fell right at Arkan's feet.

"Oh, sorry." Adira looked down to get the paper. But his hand lost fast. The paper was already taken by Arkan.

"What is this ?" ask Arkan while looking at the design on the hard.

"Sorry, sir. It's not for sale." Adira tries to take the paper out of Arkan's hands. But the man kept her out of Adira's reach.

Doesn't want to scramble and ruin the design he has made. Finally Adira let Arkan to see it. The design of the suit and wedding dress that Adira made for herself and her future husband.

"I want this." Arkan returned the paper to Adira's hands.

"Sorry, someone's already ordered it." Adira lied. Because she couldn't possibly say it was a design she made for herself and her future husband.

"I'll pay you double." Arkan made an offer.

"can't. That guy already paid for it and I can't just cancel it." Adira's excuse to keep her dream wedding dress.

Arkan looked into Adira's eyes to make sure of something. At first, the woman said she was not for sale. Then say if it's design for another customer. Making Arkan suspicious if the design was made Adira for their wedding, which of course Adira does not know if she is the future husband of Adira.

"I'll pay ten times that." Arkan raised his offer.

"Sorry, sir. Can't." Adira answered.

"Twenty-fold" said Arkan again.

"What ?" Adira was surprised to hear a high enough offer from that annoying customer.

"I'll pay him twenty times." Arkan repeated it more clearly.

Twenty times as much ? that means this man can spend five billion just for a stel suit and wedding dress. Wow, five billion is his boutique net income for a year.

"good. I'll make it for you." And I can make another design for me later. Adira continued in her heart.

Adira is so happy today to have profited greatly from just two pieces of clothing.

"But you have to pay half the price up front" Adira said quickly so that the man does not cheat on her.

Arkan took out a check from his pocket and wrote down a large enough nominal. Then he handed it to Adira. The woman smiled looking at a check in her hand.

"You can bring your future wife here to measure" said Adira happily.

"Oh, or you just give me the address let us come to see him." errat Adira because he wants to provide exclusive services for his customers on this one.

"no need. Just use your body size." replied Arkan.

"Can't be so, sir. Later .."

"could. I know my future wife's body size is exactly the same as yours. I've seen it." Arkan said cutting Adira's words.

The woman reflexively crossed both hands on her chest hearing Arkan's words. Arkan who realized it grinned behind the mask covering his face.

"So, when can you finish my order ?" ask Arkan again.

"When are you going to get married ?" Adira asked back because she wanted to adjust to her schedule.

"Two weeks away." replied Arkan of origin.

"What ? two weeks ?" Adira surprise. Maybe he will finish it in two weeks.

"That's too soon, sir. If forced, I'm afraid the results won't be good." reason Adira.

"So when can you finish it ?" ask Arkan.

"One more month." Adira replied quickly.

"good. I'll be back in a month." After saying that Arkan straight out of Adira's room.

Adira breathed a sigh of relief after the man left. She stared at the design of the wedding dress she made for herself. But Adira's face was cheerful again after remembering the five billion he had just earned.

"Huh, no problem. I can make another one for myself."

Adira returns to her desk to resume her work which was delayed due to the arrival of a strange man who unfortunately is very rich.

Meanwhile Arkan who had just arrived at the company, he sat his body in his great chair and immediately contacted his mother to say if she would marry for another month and had her mother prepare everything except the bridal attire for the two of them.

Arkan leaned his body on the back of the chair considering the figure of Adira who is his future wife.

"Based on stupid women. He has met twice and still does not recognize me. I gave you my name card. Did he not read it ?"

*

Ririn happily complied with the request of her only son. The middle-aged woman immediately contacted her future boyfriend to meet and talk about their daughter's marriage.

That day the two families met at a VIP restaurant and they had agreed to hold another one-month wedding at Arkan's request.

*

In the afternoon Adira came home from the boutique and was greeted by her mother.

"Adira there's something that mom wants to tell you" Nia said to her daughter.

"What's wrong ma ?" asked Adira who was still standing in front of her mother.

"Here, sit down." Nia patted the sofa beside her and Adira according to her mother's orders.

"Adira, your future in-laws came to see mom and dad to talk about your marriage. And we have agreed to hold it next month" said Nia softly.

"What ? next month ?" Adira surprise.

"Why so fast ? isn't getting engaged first ?" ask Adira who feels not ready.

"No dear. Your husband-to-be decided to get married. The sooner it's the better." Nia said exactly what Ririn said.

"But ma, in this one month I'm still busy." reasoned Adira.

"Tida anything, you just focus on your work. Let Mama and Aunt Ririn prepare everything" Nia told Adira.

Nia does not want to if until Adira changes her mind and cancels the wedding plan that has been agreed by the two families. The Wiratama family is afraid to be offended and will affect their good relationship.