BRONDY CHARM (Trendy Leaning)

CHAPTER 1: SWEET SEVENTEEN

"Hhhhhh..."

A young man in a navy shirt stood in the corner of the room with a satisfied face staring into the central room, his head from earlier noticed the atmosphere to make sure everything went well.

How not, this is his first project as an EO assistant in a fairly well-known Even Organizer service company. During this time he was only believed to plan and facilitate small or medium-sized events but never in a five-star hotel class like this with a client of one of the most famous conglomerates.

The pain of Desti, the boss of the executor of the event turned out to bring blessings to him, of course this opportunity did not want to be wasted Dirga. His name will go up if this event goes smoothly and without blemish. Client satisfaction will determine his career, so he does not have to worry about funds for the preparation of thesis and the cost of his mother and sisters in the village.

Inside a hotel ballroom. Seemed a couple who look mismatched and very happy, standing in front of a table filled with simple and elegant tart. The one on it is already stuck with the number 17. Yeah, that's the epitome of their marriage age.

Seventeen is so special and has so much meaning. A person's achievement is able to go through difficult times, childhood and adolescence. For it is a sign of maturity and maturity of a person. No different than this couple. The couple who started the business from scratch, until now Pras Mahendra has been able to become a company owner that he occupied with all his abilities. Pras is not the son of a rich man, who immediately gets a legacy and a company from a lineage.

Pras is a determined and tenacious man who started his career from a staff, to become a confidant of the company owner who tonight has been lawfully his. Who is the proudest of that achievement, other than Pras?

Andini Pearl. She is a great woman who has always faithfully supported her husband's career to the peak of glory. Starting from zero, Mutia has always been a member of Pras' struggle. A man who is notoriously stingy speaks, even seems stiff on each interlocutor. Only Mutia, the only woman who understands Pras' silent language.

“Mas ... thanks for the sweet seveneennya surprise.” Mutia kisses on her husband's cheek when they are now on a soft mattress in the hotel where their anniversary party is celebrated.

“Hem.” Dehem Pras was flat as he wrapped the clothes that had been clad in his body.

“Kok Only heem. I'm really happy. And I don't think, finally Mas can be as romantic as tonight. Make surprises as perfect as this.” With sparkling eyes Mutia conveyed her happiness. While throwing a beautiful and luxurious dress, then replace it with a minimalist evening dress. She made sure, tonight she will serve her husband wonderfully, because even in a dream she never dreamed, if one day her husband had the idea of celebrating their wedding anniversary so fervently.

Hadn't he been aggressive in seventeen years in creating romance in his household. Only the pearls that seemed to be panting retain the hick, to look good and normal. Mutia and Pras married did not arise from a reasonable courtship. Mutia is, perhaps, love at first sight Pras only. When they accidentally meet at a cafe. Coincidentally, Pras went with some male friends who were also doing an appointment with Mutia's coworker.

Flasbacks

“Berto .. who is in the corner secretly bae…. Kenaline donk. We-we have this single.” Tukas Susan nudged Berto, pointing at Pras with her lips.

“Hah .. the stone man there are contact tuh.” Kekeh Berto ruined the silence of the man Susan was referring to.

Miraculously, although called a stone man, the man did not mind. And immediately stood up to them, then extended his hand. And mention his name, without a smile let alone a pleasantries.

“Pras .. Pras .. Pras.” His word. Then sit back to where he was, watching his dress, dissolving with flat objects that seem more interesting than hearing the chatter of people nearby. While occasionally , throw his gaze at some women who are chuckling with his friend.

“Wait. Mutiya .. ra. Yes, your name is Mutiara?” todong Pras on Pearl whose age was the most bontot of friends who were there. Because at that time Mutiara had just graduated from college, was 23 years old and was still an intern at a company.

“Hah. How?” Pearl felt his name on the call, of course turning to the origin of the voice he heard.

“Please ... contact no.” The stone man thrust his phone at Pearl, so that it is given access to be able to communicate with each other next.

“Ciee …. Stone man begins to melt nih.” Ledek some of his friends were amazed by the impromptu request of a Pras. His friends are tired of introducing especially match Pras with women in any form, appearance, and profession with super stiff man. Because it must always be mental alias zonk.

But it's different from this incident. It's like a miracle. Pras who dared to ask for a woman's contact no.

Furthermore, it seemed that Pras also found no difficulty in terms of conquering the heart of Pearls. Was Pras' charm so right in Mutia's eyes back then. So it only took 6 months after the introduction, Mutia and Pras immediately sent their wedding invitation. Only they both know how the deal goes. Now they had arrived at the age of seventeen, and were blessed with two children. Radit who now sits in class 3 Junior High and Raisa class 5 Elementary School.

Flashback off

“Mas .. I'm happy. Can feel the festive celebration of our wedding anniversary. Thank you.” Mutia chose both of Pras's thighs for her to sit on with both legs coiled around her husband's waist. For the sake of tempting her husband's desires, as well as want to really express her gratitude to the husband.

Pras just kissed Mutia's forehead.

“How many days of preparation all this, very neat you know Mas. Until I don't know, there will be surprises like this.” Mutia was really proud of her husband's work in silence this time.

“Not me working on it.” Answer's short.

“Kalo not Mas ... who?” mutiua asked with a sullen face.

“Indah.” Huh .. of course. Who else if not his secretary. Beautiful who always understood the command of this super silent Pras. Beautiful as the second wife of Pras, who can work even from a code.

“Hah .. why should I be so happy with all these celebrations. If this is all a beautiful job.” Grunt annoyed. Then stand put on a silk kimono to cover the lingerie that has been attached to his fat body. Then choose a Balcony for her to get some fresh air.

Either way, Mutia suddenly felt upset, when she knew the success of this event was handled by her husband's beautiful secretary.

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