Beautiful Daughter-in-law Conglomerate Princess

CHAPTER 6

"Why lo?" 

Bagas glanced at his assistant and friend who had just entered his study. His eyes stared lazily at Jonathan who was smiling widely at him. 

"What's the problem?" Ask Bagas who is now refocusing on the computer in front of him. 

Jonathan frowned. He immediately sat down on the long sofa that had been prepared. His hands rest on his crossed legs. 

"I should have asked that. Early in the morning, your face is very tangled. Who wants to be your wife later if the model is like this? It's not that love makes you vomit." 

The handsome man stopped the movement of his hands. The focus is now split. Before finally Bagas focused his attention on his best friend. 

"I think I'll be back first, Jo." 

"What first? Dead?" Jonathan asked with sarcasm. Until he was awarded a throw bearing chair towards his face. 

"Lo first die!" Exclaimed Bagas who could not help his frustration. This friend is very difficult to be taken seriously, even though Bagas' brain has been mumbling since last night. His sleep was not even as quiet as usual. "Gue's getting married two weeks from now." 

"What?!" Jonathan cried out loudly. To the extent that the man stood up from his seat while covering his mouth with his fist a sign of disbelief. "Lo what? A stiff man like you got married to me first? No! I don't accept it!" 

Damn, the mind of Bagas who has cursed all out to his best friend. 

"Dengerin could have, right, Jo? Lo too over expression, long I fired you from this office," threatened Bagas with his sharp gaze. 

Jonathan was silent. Grimacing the man, he finally relented. 

"OK-okay," he said with both of his hands raised a surrender sign. His chin piqued, encoding Bagas to sit with him on the sofa. "So you've already accepted Stefanny to be a wife?" He asked after Bagas sat beside him. 

Bagas clucked, he shook his head violently. 

"At any time I never want to be in a relationship with Stefanny." 

Jonathan nodded. He knew once that the history of Bagas' romance had always been overshadowed by Stefanny. Until now no one dared to approach his best friend because the beautiful model will always buy Bagas and expel women who approach his idol. 

"So?" Jonathan asked, now curious. 

"Gue is betrothed," Bagas replied after taking a few seconds of his breath. He glanced at his silent friend. "The same girl whose job is just a private school honorary teacher." 

"Huh?" Jonathan could only express the news he heard with just that one word. The information about his best friend's future wife is completely out of prediction. "Seriously? Is your family not angry?" 

"Anged, of course. You know very well what my family character is. Except for Grandpa, because he's the prime suspect that got me stuck in this matchmaking." 

"And you accept?" 

Bagas nodded languidly.

"You don't want to accept it. Instead of Stefanny keep my nempelin like a parasite. Rishy, do not like the type of girl like him. Aggressive, fit just as guys don't know themselves like lo." 

"Fuckers!" Bumpat Jonathan who immediately gave his best friend a soft bogeman in the upper arm. "Learnest of your mouth ya!" 

"That's what my mama said last night, brazen," Bagas said with a bitter smile. "When I've been slumped on the steering wheel like a doll. Even Mama brought my adek semalem." 

Jonathan's face became serious. He did not expect that this matter would become as complicated and serious as that. Since childhood Bagas and his younger siblings get a hard upbringing and are always asked to obey the orders of his parents. And the one who managed to oppose for the first time was the youngest Wiguna. 

"But this is not the same situation? Lo is equally driven, the difference is now driven by your grandfather," said Jonathan with a worried tone. 

Bagas nodded, agreeing with his best friend's opinion. 

"Yes, but Tiyas isn't like Stefanny. Or maybe not yet. I don't know, even last night he refused me just as I initiative to anter home. " 

"Keren also tuh chick," responded Jonathan with a joke. He patted Bagas on the shoulder to encourage the man. "Gue supports all your decisions. Good luck, bro!" 

"But you can find information about my future wife, right?" 

"What's his name?" 

"Tiyas."

"Full name dong pinter!" Jonathan cried out. 

"Don't tell me you don't know his full name?" Jonathan asked to be sure and Bagas' nod certainly made him a teat. "If so now you take the road deh si Tiyas, then ask his full name. Let me track down the data on him." 

"Should we take the road?" 

"No, take trade! Yes dong road, buset deh time must be dictated first!" 

***

"Tiyas Della Gayatri Adhitama!" 

A person whose name is called can only give his heartfelt look to his best friend. 

"Come on Beb, help me. You have time I love high office do not want to help your boss anyway!" Grutu Tiyas with a whine. 

Beby snorted lazily. He was not inexhaustible with Tiyas' current manner. Also, how could the woman now have to raise the issue of office? Though Tiyas was the first to not want to be a director, his best friend preferred to monitor the development of the company he built himself.

"Lo who really dong, time want to ask my brother for help. There is a brother I could cry bombay because his heart worship would be married again!"

Tiyas clucked, he scratched his non-itchy head violently. Frustrated feels. 

"That can help me make this moment, brother lo, Beb. I can't ask others for help, the more people know the more threatened my position is." 

Beby fell silent and then clucked in annoyance. It's a dilemma, but it might have to agree with Tiyas' request for now. The problem of his brother's broken heart might be thought of later. 

"Okay, I try to talk to you brother. If he refuses, I'm not responsible." 

Goodbye for five years fighting for the love of Tiyas who until now clapped one hand, bang. Inner Beby with deep sadness. Concerned about the fate of his brother. 

"No, I'm sure. Brother Rassya is good, there is no way he refused my request on this one," said Tiyas with a smile of victory makes Beby even more arrogant. 

"Please, Beb. Later brother lo dapet kok ration ex the day before I became the wife of people," continued Tiyas with his eyebrows up and down. Teasing Beby was indeed really fun for her. 

"Pure, crazy man!" Beby's murmur with his face increasingly bent. While Tiyas was getting chuckled in his laughter.

Amidst Tiyas' laughter, his phone rang loudly. A call from an unknown number made the woman not pick her up right away. 

"Who?" Beby's question saw Tiyas just standing still, letting the phone keep ringing. 

"I don't know, people are fad times," said Tiyas who then put the origin of his phone. 

A few seconds later, the phone rings again. Making Tiyas finally forced to pick up the call, who knew there was an urgent matter. 

"Hello?" 

Tiyas's frown furrowed, there was no reply from across. 

"Hello." He said it again, but there was still no sound there. 

Just when the woman was intending to turn off her phone, someone from across called her name. 

"Let's go. I'm waiting in front of your alley an hour from now." 

And the phone connection is switched off. Tiyas pensively for a moment, the voice was not foreign. But the woman did not remember clearly who the stranger was calling her in a command tone. 

"Why?" 

"There's a crazy guy misaligned. There was no wind, no rain and no road. Where do not know his name again, it is thought I am a fortune teller yes can guess who he is," Tiyas grumbled while grumbling. But a second later he was aghast, his eyes widened and trembling.

A table shake in the room rang out, making Beby soar in shock with glaring eyes. The woman almost had a heart attack.

"Lo what the hell, Yas? Lo kesambet? A trance?" Beby asked with a face full of fear. 

Tyas raised his face in panic, his hands had already damaged the roughness of his hair to formless tangles. The woman finally found out who the figure was calling her. 

"Hurry and take me to Agus' house! The one on the phone was Bagas, his son took the road and would pick up in front of the alley of my driver's house!"