Belong To Me's

134 . Satria Pov's

PoV Satria

Mama texted me tonight that I'm going home fast because Mama wants everyone to come together for dinner . Reyhan and Nita arrived a week ago because Nita's pregnancy has entered the eighth month .

But my car tires actually leaked and I forgot to bring spare tires . Finally I called Mr. Setro to follow me with a spare tire .

Actually I can call a crane or workshop, but either I want to sit down to enjoy the atmosphere of the night Jakarta . The piercing night wind made me feel peaceful instead .

I sat on the hood of the car, from here I could see everything . All this time I struggled in the company until I knew only profit and loss . I forget this kind of world, the world that is currently in front of my eyes .

Two small children who were busking, a mother who was sitting selling grilled corn, a crowd of sellers of Padang satay who roasted on the side of the road and many more who spoiled my eyes .

But my eyes were suddenly fixated on something, I saw two small children who were busking pushed by a man with a pretty perlente look . Judging from his clothes the man must be quite a rich man .

I immediately got off the hood of the car, I wanted to teach the man, how dare he push a child who was clearly not his match . But my steps came to a halt when there was a sweet-faced woman who bravely struck the man down . It could easily cripple any of the man's counterattacks .

It seemed like he had a sufficient foundation of martial arts since all of his punch and kick movements were organized, not haphazard . The man then left by taking an oath that should not be heard by children as small as them .

The girl and two young children then sat on the sidewalk . The two little buskers seemed to laugh when they heard the sweet girl tell a story . Maybe the girl purposely removed their trauma by making them laugh . Clever !

I pretended to focus on looking at the phone screen when I caught his eyes heading towards me . The corner of my eye could see the girl approaching me . Crazy, why my heart was so timid like this when it knew he was already in front of me .

Sure enough he offered me help, and I pretended not to notice him . I want to know his reaction . Furthermore he still kindly warned me about the precarious conditions in that place .

Her tomboyish look couldn't hide her sweet face . Ripped jeans combined black shirt with hair in the original tie instead make it look sexy in my eyes . Sexy in the truest sense, not because the body part is open .

Back there I saw two people tattooed giving candy to two buskers who were still sitting on the sidewalk . It seemed like the two tattooed people were also trying to comfort them .

Their world is more beautiful ! Very different from the business world I live in .

In my world there is no help, no one who is strong is the winner . For entrepreneurs like us profits are everything .

But look at them !! They help each other even in the same difficult circumstances . I feel so small in front of them . I'm nothing ...

Until I finally remembered the threat from Mama some time ago . Mama threatened me to match me to the daughter of one of Papa's colleagues .

Mama reasoned that my age was enough to get married . Moreover, Reyhan will already have children which means soon I will become an uncle . And unfortunately Papa this time with three dollars with Mama, the same forced me .

Inevitably two more weeks they will invite the family of Papa's colleagues . I don't want to !! Not because of the match . The girl I was betrothed to was actually very pretty, too pretty instead .

But I've seen him a few times with men at night clubs devoted to jet sets like me . Sometimes I go there if a colleague invites me . But I still hold firm to the principle of not touching liquor for whatever reason it is .

Once also a friend told me about how great the bed service provided by the beautiful girl who was paired with me was . Disgusting ! Though she was the daughter of a wealthy and honorable .

I never told my parents what I heard . Because I want papa to keep in touch with his colleagues . I also don't want to make that girl embarrassed . Besides don't I have no evidence to say it all .

Somehow when I found out the girl named Dusk was really working in my office, came the idea of gayak . I want to marry him ! What's wrong with marrying him ? Although from the bottom but he can keep his honor . One of the things that made me salute was that she became the backbone for her sister because they no longer had parents .

Love !! My love I have buried in the deepest trough of my heart . And the pain is still felt until now , the pain of fate that is not on my side . But I try to be happy when I see those I love happy .

Apart from all I am a normal man, lying if I don't want to get married . I have a desire, I want to be touched or touched . Whatever it is I won't indulge in lust just for a moment's pleasure .

Aarav, that boy is so adorable as his mother . His perverted nature must have been a hundred percent decreased from his papa . That little boy already likes beautiful women, not even reluctant to run away when I invite him to eat at a mall . It's fitting that his papa put a tracking device on all his shoes .

And the great thing is that kid made me realize the importance of having a family . I want to have a cute child like her, who adorns my day with her tears and laughter .

And the best path is 'married, I'll try to love someone again . I know it won't be easy to conquer a Twilight . But as a Wiratama man I will not back down with my decision . Whatever happens I will have it

The satria POV end

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GEISH ... TOKKS

Satria raised her face when Dimas entered her room .

" Miss Jenny the daughter of Mr. Oliver wants to meet "

" I'm busy, I don't want to see anyone today . You just tell the woman to go " said Satria .

Jenny is the woman to be betrothed to her . Turns out the woman was moving fast, when they met next Sunday at a family dinner .

" Hey, can I come in ? "

Jenny enters Satria's room when Dimas hasn't allowed her to .

" Hey miss sorry you .. " Dimas' speech was truncated .

" Let .. continue your work "

Dimas resigned without closing the door of the room because he knew such a woman would definitely do something unexpected . Satria sighed ', Dimas had always understood his wishes . Dimas can read his mind without saying it .

" You're busy being a husband !? "

" Your eyes are not blind, are they ? "

Satria was forced to be rude because the woman shamelessly called herself a future husband .

" I like your style Satria, I like it if you're a little rough "

" Diseasing ! "