
POV
My name is Sean Joris, I was born a rich boy. My grandfather left me a lot of wealth, notably his only grandson. And the abundant wealth is as if it will never run out of seven derivatives.
From birth I lived with luxury, even bedongan cloth when I was born, the price was already very exorbitant. My clothes are all expensive. Even the food menu that I eat is very fantasy, but it is just to be eaten and then thrown away. My waiter at home is very much. All my needs are already taken care of. I just have to call and barge my feet.
But make no mistake, it does not mean I am not a hard worker, from childhood I was educated to become a businessman. Since childhood I have inherited many companies from my grandfather. My grandfather died when I was 6. Imagine, a 6-year-old child has to run a lot of companies. My father died when I was 4 years old in an accident, only my mother was my only family.
My mother was a successful businesswoman. My mother is very smart, disciplined and serious, her day is to run a legacy business from my father, plus manage the legacy of my grandfather for me which is very much because my age is too small to manage it. My mother was never home, so I stayed home alone with so many servants. I feel like I don't have a mother, my birthday is my mother forgot, only her secretary always sends me flowers on my mother's behalf.
After finishing my studies, I immediately jumped into managing my grandfather's fortune, which was passed down to me gradually through lawyers, leading a dizzying array of companies and businesses.
I grew up to be a serious and individualistic man, distrustful of people, and cynical.
I don't think I'm 28 years old. Until one day my grandfather's lawyer team came to my office.
“What did you come here for? Did you make an appointment with my secretary?” I asked, looking at him sharply.
“Sorry sir, we are here to read your grandfather's will when you are 28 years old,” said the lawyer.
“Alright, just read it, “ I replied at that time.
Finally the lawyer read the will from my grandfather, which in essence I will get all the inheritance of my grandfather at the age of 30 years later on the condition that I must be married at that age and have children.
My head immediately throbbed, why is the legacy of my grandfather so much? I don't need a legacy anymore. I've had so much money, a house, a car, everything I own luxury goods. Glass plates alone are very expensive, but why is this wealth even increasing again?
About the wife-to-be. Until now I have no fixed boyfriend. My time does not allow for normal courtship like teenagers in general.
What about my grandfather's requirements ? By age 30, you should have a wife and children. I'm confused, too many women like me. From my Kindergarten, SD, SMA, to college S1, S2, I have always been an idol, not because I am handsome, but because of my wealth. So...When no beautiful woman rejects me, who will I make a wife? This is the beginning of my story.
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Sean stretched his hand upwards, his body feeling aching. It's Sunday he should be on vacation, but his work seems endless, forced him to struggle with his work in his study in his luxurious home.
Someone knocked at the door, entering Mr. Deni, a confidant of his family, who had served for decades, accompanied him from childhood, as if this man was a substitute for his father and also his nanny.
“You work too hard, rest,” Deni said.
“Yes, I'm so tired, “ said Sean, yawning.
“ Sorry sir, I have to remind something.“ said Mr. Deni.
“What's the problem?” sean asked, without turning his head, he closed his eyes and leaned back into his chair.
“Testament from your grandfather,” Mr. Deni walked closer, standing not too far from his workbench Sean .
“What do you mean?” Sean twisted his neck and shoulders.
“Married before the age of 30 years,” replied Mr. Deni.
“I am not given a legacy anymore also already rich, because of the many legacies grandfather until I do not know should be flanked this legacy,” said Sean.
“It's not that simple, your grandfather must be disappointed. Do not let the inheritance fall into the wrong hands, that's what you should think.” Mr. Deni tried to convince Sean.
“The problem is I don't have a wife,” replied Sean.
“How about we have a contest or contest?” Suddenly there was a voice interrupting at the door. A handsome white, tall man, appeared from behind that door.
“You are crazy,”umpat Sean, looking at that handsome young man.
“That's the best way, unless you already have a woman of choice,” said the man, whose name is Samuel usually called Sam, he is the son of Deni sir, who is the son of Deni sir, since he was a child, he lived in the house with Sam, so Sam was made Sean's personal assistant, as well as his friend.
“Saking many women who like me so I am confused to choose which one,” said Sean.
“Makanya, so you have to select them, definitely get the winner.” Said Sam.
“It wasn't a bad idea. But you guys have to be careful, this is for Sean's future, lest his marriage is unhappy,” Deni said, looking at Sean with an affectionate gaze.
He took care of Sean from childhood, when his father died and his mother was never home, Mr. Deni was the one who accompanied him, accompanied him. Sean also made Mr. Deni a replacement figure for his father who died.
“You guys, blow it yourself. I will not interfere with that,” said Mr. Deni, while leaving the room.
“But I don't want to be directly involved with this contest or contest,” Sean said, after Deni's pack came out.
“You who auditioned them, pretended to be me, I will judge from behind, I want to find a woman who truly loves me, not because of my looks alone,” replied Sean.
“You mean because you're better looking than me? Make no mistake, I'm also handsome,”grutu Sam.
“I just don't want to be too tired to handle problems like this.My work is a lot, I'm tired.” Sean leaned his back against the back of the chair, he started yawning again.
“Alright, the person in charge of this contest I am yes, I will pretend to be you, a rich handsome man. Means you also have to facilitate me, pants, shoes, car and money for the cost of this event,” Sam said.
“Yes, relax about that,” said Sean, nodding.
“By the way you have any criteria about your future wife?” sam asked, he sat down on one of the couches, sitting down casually.
“Only one,” said Sean.
“Just one? What?” Sam looked curiously.
“That can make my heart vibrate,” replied Sean.
“Vibrate? New guitar!” Smit Sam laughed.
“Because there are too many beautiful women who like me, until I don't know how I feel, what it's like to fall in love,” Sean said seriously. Sam stopped his laughter.
“Saying people, if we fall in love our hearts will tremble, we will always miss it, we will do anything for its happiness, that is what I have not felt from the women who like me, I will always miss it, though they have been kind and attentive, because so many, I do not know which is sincere and not,” continued Sean, his eyes glared at the figure he craved it.
“You're right, you're too easy to get a woman, once the lyrics are also women have been queuing long.” Sam nodded in agreement with Sean's thoughts.
“How so? Do you agree with my plan?”ask Sam.
“Ya is up to you. I'll see it from behind, the little ones you take care of. Auditions, early selection and so on, I just need your report,” Sean said.
“Good. You're seriously going to switch places with me?” sam asked, looking at Sean.
“Iya, I will judge from behind only,” replied Sean, back yawning.
“Alright, you wrote the criteria of the woman you like like like what?” Ask Sam.
“So I told you, just one, that made my heart shake,” Sean replied. Sam scratched his head.
“How can the woman's test stir your heart or not?” ask Sam.
“That's your job!” answer Sean.
“It looks like it will be difficult. You better give me another job,” Sam said.
“Hey, you are the one who suggested, you must take responsibility, after all I do not have time to date,” Sean said as he closed his eyes.
“I'm tired, my work is very much, just set everything up, I just want that. A woman who can thrill my heart,” continued Sean.
Sam seemed to be getting confused. This job seemed to be very difficult, regretting that he gave the proposal earlier.
“You want to use what title is that contest?” ask Sean.
“Mmm what yes, how about ‘Kontes Become President's Wife‘ ?” ask Sam.
“Good service,” replied Sean.
“Alright then, I'll draft it. But remember you have to facilitate me because I am the President, okay?” said Sam.
“Ya yes. Already gone there. Don't bother me. I'm tired,” drive Sean.
“Why don't you just sleep in your room?” sam suggests, looking at Sean for a while, actually he felt sorry for Sean's non-stop busyness, but Sam did not say anything else, he came out of the room.
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