CEO of Maksa Marah

Chapter 1 Early

“Pak, please. Please, don't be like this. Please, take responsibility. I could be destroyed, Mr.” The girl pleaded with a sigh at the feet of Ervan who was her superior.

“Take responsibility? Take this.” Throw a check. “What happened tonight was my fault. And I, do not want to repeat the same mistake with marrying you.”

After throwing a check, Ervan walked away, without caring about the girl resting at his feet while shedding tears. He broke through the darkness of the night, speeding up his pace, trying to escape from the girl, who continued to follow in his footsteps from behind.

Sweat slowly dripped from his temple, his breathing began to sting, as well as his legs that felt heavy. Ervan circulated his gaze, unexpectedly he arrived at the edge of the highway. And right in front of him, the girl stood up straight with her stomach already bloated.

Ervan turned and gaped, looking at the girl. Highlight his eyes locked, on an already bloated stomach. His tongue felt faint, as he wanted to ask, so did his body that became stiff, as he wanted to go away.

The girl, looking at him expressionlessly, but the look of her sharp eyes was like a knife ready to stick in her immobile body.

“I curse you, your heart will die with me!” he said with a smile, the next second he ran towards the highway, at the same time a truck passed until it hit his body until it slammed far away.

“TIDAAAKK,”

Ervan screamed hysterically, then gasped awake from her sleep. He looked around, apparently still in his room with a dim light. Ervan pressed his chest firmly, feeling a racing heartbeat. Closing his eyes for a moment, letting his tears flow down, mixed with the cold sweat that soaked his face.

“Sorry, Sorry, I,” clean while wiping away her tears.

Ervan flicked her blanket over, sitting on the edge of the bed staring at the nanar of her room space. Slowly get up, open the balcony door of the room, let the night wind sweep over his face. He lifted his head, he saw the moon with its light fading from the cloud.

“I'm sorry, Sarah.”

In the morning, the sunlight greeted Ervan's body, which was still sitting on the balcony of the room. His eyes closed, until finally he blinked because of the sunlight. He rose slowly, clinging to the iron pillar, looking down, he saw the servants of the house doing their respective duties. The gardener with the broomstick in his hand and the house security guard who had prepared in his uniform.

Ervan walked off the balcony, she had to clean her body and rushed towards the company. At the dinner table, his parents were enjoying breakfast. Ervan pulled out a chair, then sat down joined at the dining table. There was no talk between them, only the sound of spoons and plates. Until finally, his mother opened her voice to break the atmosphere of silence created.

“When are you getting married?”

Ervan did not reply, his facial features turned sour, he took a slow breath. Then, drop the spoon and fork roughly on a plate that is still filled with food.

He was fed up, hearing the same question every day. In fact, it is like a side dish, when he will enjoy breakfast and other meal schedules. Ervan snatched the glass containing the juice, drank it up the toilet. Then he got up, left his parents.

“Ervan.” stops, then turns his face away.

“Ma, please! I'm lazy if Mama and Papa talk about this every day. I'm not too old to get married in a hurry.”

“Van, listen to Mama. You may not be in a hurry, but you have to look at the age of Mama and Papa. Look at your uncle and aunt, they already have 3 grandchildren. Meanwhile, Mama let alone grandchildren, daughter-in-law does not have.”

“Ma, I'll get married if I've found the girl I love. So, please temporarily do not force me.”

“Ma,” by Ervan

“Listen, tonight your friend's son is coming. So, tonight you have dinner at home. Mama doesn't want to hear your excuses.”

Mama immediately left Ervan without waiting for an answer, whether yes or no one would come out of her son's mouth. Already the umpteenth time arranged marriage was done, but Ervan let alone to accept, meet only he refused.

Ervandara Nugrah, CEO of PT. Anugerah Group's. Companies engaged in the food and beverage and clothing industries. She was 28 years old, but somehow her parents kept forcing her to get married. Ervan himself has no intention to marry anyone, not out of heartache or disbelief in love. But, because of his guilt towards a girl in the past.

Well, about two years ago, Ervan made the fatal mistake of going after a girl who worked in one of his company's branches. The influence of liquor made him not think clearly, even the drink also made him unable to resist the desire. After that night, Ervan left the girl just like that without any intention of taking responsibility.

Three months later, Ervan returns to meet the girl, after months of guilt. But, it seemed like that guilt would continue to haunt him for the rest of his life. Because the girl killed herself, pregnant. Knowing that, Ervan was increasingly immersed in regret.

After, listening to his mother's babble, Ervan stepped away, with hardened jaws staring intently at his secretary who was already waiting in the courtyard of the house, while opening the car door. He walked in without saying hello, waiting for Tirta to sit in the steering wheel.

“Tirta, do I need to get married?”

“No, no need. Stay that way,”

Until you get old. Tirta continued her sentence in heart.

Ervan gazed outwards, the traffic this morning was back as busy as it was yesterday. Looks like a vehicle, packed the highway. There are motorized vehicles with passengers using PNS uniforms. There are also those who drive alone, only in ordinary clothes.

He turned his face back, seeing Tirta driving without asking her to speak. The man, just focused on the street in front of him. Occasionally honking, sometimes even grunting, if another vehicle overtakes him.

"Tirta, stop by at a cafe. Buy me coffee and sandwiches. Buy two servings."

"All right." Look to the right and left, all the way. Then, stop, at a cafe not far from the company building.

Tirta got out of the car, ran small inside a cafe. Order, then sit for a while while waiting for the order to come. Before long, the cafe waiter called out to him, took his order, then walked away.

"It." Proffering to Ervan.

"For you." Give a cup of coffee to Tirta.

"Aren't you having breakfast anymore?" sip the coffee, before starting the car engine.

"How can I have breakfast, if the menu before me is just a question of marriage.?"

"Can't you just accept it?" View the passenger seat through the rearview mirror. "No, forget it." Panicked, after looking back there at him sharply.