CEO's Basket Satisfier

Season 2: Appearance Changes

"What's the next schedule?" tanya Yoga while walking side by side with her secretary.

"Nothing, sir. We can go right back to the office" Wildan replied.

Today Yoga has just attended a meeting with the mall where he is now. His father's restaurant will open a branch in the restaurant. Yoga is authorized to take care of such cooperation.

Not long ago, Yoga chose to resign from his job after the father asked him to take care of the restaurant business that was growing. In the past, because he married Citra, he was not allowed to take care of the company.

However, thanks to his experience working at the company before, he had no trouble continuing his work. The difference is, his current position is a CEO, while he used to be just an ordinary employee.

"I think our restaurant will have a good prospect if it opens here. Look, the number of visitors is quite a lot."

"Really, Sir. The right decision for you to choose a branch opening here."

While he was continuing on his way, his steps suddenly came to a halt. It was like seeing someone he knew. Some time he continued to look at the figure of a long-haired woman painted purple with curly models. The woman who looked elegant, elegant, and seksi was chatting with a pregnant woman who was no less beautiful in a restaurant.

"What's up, sir?" wilda asked in surprise to see Yoga suddenly stopped and stunned.

"Wildan, you go first to the basement. Wait for me in the car. I have a little business!" pinta Yoga's.

"Good, Sir!" despite being astonished by his superior's request, Wildan continued to carry it out.

Yoga walked closer to the two women who seemed to be laughing happily. He just wanted to see if it was true that the woman was indeed the person he knew.

"Partner?" sapana.

The two women stopped laughing and turned towards him. Can Yoga see the change in expression that Citra showed him. Although the look on his face shows a dislike for his existence, Yoga admits that the image is now very beautiful. He could hardly even recognize his ex-wife who used to appear more often slum at home as if she had now turned into a princess.

"Who is he, Cit?" asked Retha who felt new the first time she saw the man's face.

"He's my ex-husband" Citra replied.

Retha looked closely at the man before them. Indeed, if noticed the man was quite handsome even though it could not be compared with Hendry. He just does not believe that such a male model can cheat women as well as Citra.

"Can we talk for a second?" ask Yoga.

"I'm sorry, I can't. I was with my friend. If there's anything you want to talk about, just say it right here!" firmly Citra.

"It's okay, Cit. Just go, I'll get you here" said Retha.

"I don't want to leave you."

"Here you go!" Retha was not happy to let the man continue to be there waiting for Citra to speak.

Hearing Retha tell him to talk to Yoga, Citra was not happy to refuse. Moreover Yoga shamelessly stood there and did not want to leave.

"Wait a minute, yeah! I'll get my business done as soon as possible!" citra.

He got up from his seat leaving Retha. Without looking at Yoga, he walked alone to a quiet place to talk with Yoga. He knew the man would follow him.

"We're looking for a comfortable place to talk. How about we go to the cafe?" take Yoga.

"Have you forgotten that my friend was waiting for me?" ketus Image's.

Just this time Yoga really saw Citra put up such a haughty fashion. Usually, the woman always behaves and says softly. It is not only his appearance that has changed, but also his nature. However, Yoga is very fascinated with the beauty of Citra. He could not believe that he had ever been the husband of such a beautiful woman.

"You dyed your hair and lengthened your hair?" ask Yoga.

The image wants to laugh. He thought Yoga would ask him to discuss something important. What I was asked about was the hair problem.

After being fired by her own husband from the office, Citra decided to paint her hair with a purple color that was quite striking. Previously he had consulted with an obstetrician to do hair painting and hair extension. He wanted a different look than usual. In fact, the clothes he was wearing were more colorful and elegant than usual. Her makeup made her stand out more as if she wanted to change her dark past with a life full of happiness.

"Is this bothering you or harming you?" ask Citra.

"No, you fit in with this kind of appearance. You look so pretty."

Without hesitation Yoga gave praise to Citra as if she had hypnotized the woman.

"Have you? You called me just to give this kind of compliment?" The image feels lazy to just serve the man for things that are not important.

"You never performed like this when we were married."

The image of a smile is amused. "Show like this? Are you willing to finance? Your big salary is only you give just for the cost of eating. That's all I'm still taking care of because you're too concerned about your family and your sisters."

Yoga ignited emotions hearing the words Citra. "You're insulting me? What's wrong with giving a small portion of my income to my own mother and sister?"

"Nothing is wrong, certainly not wrong. It's just, adjust your demands to what you give. How can a woman look beautiful at no cost to her husband?"

"Before you never spoke this harshly. Where's the image I used to know?" Yoga seemed disappointed with the change in attitude.

"The image you threw away for another woman, right?" Angry Citra as if to explode. That guy was so annoying he wanted to kick him.

"When did I throw you out? I still love you. Just so you know!"

The image brushed off the hand of Yoga who was about to touch her. "Don't let your wife know her husband's behavior is like this outside!" The image gave a death glance.

"You know, right, I married her just for a kid! I love you because of love! Even if you can't give me a child, I'll still love you!"

The image of wonder there are such men who consider women like child factories. "You better learn to be grateful for what you now have. Our relationship is over, just accept it!"

Yoga grabbed Citra's hand and held her tightly as if she didn't want the woman to leave her. "Prelease with your husband and come back to me. I'll divorce Ira after my son's born."

The image until it gaped so unbelievable Yoga could say that. "You're out of your mind, Yoga!"

"I promise to make you happy this time. I won't let you down again. Image ... Come back to me!"