Destined to Love You

Sarassa

"Mike, tumben Luh came early!" asked Vino, now they are both sitting on the sofa. And don't ask where the secretary who drove Mike to Vino's room earlier, he's still in shock and drinking water to a few glasses in the pantry. While Arjun, go to his desk to prepare the files for the meeting later.

"You're right! there's something important I need to talk to you about." Mike sighed for a moment, there was actually a sense of hesitation when he asked for help from others.

"Don't you know PT B. Jasse." Vino looked stunned for a moment, his eyebrows raised. Isn't that a big company based in the city of S.

"Of course, the owner is Mr. Bagaskoro. Companies working in the field of building reconstruction and hospitality. Do you have a problem with that company? If so, I suggest you stop it immediately. " Mike frowned in wonder at the last sentence of his distant brother. Like a warning sign, or a guardrail to keep Mike from continuing his steps.

"Why indeed?" ask Mike again. Vino knows where the brother's talk is going, it's. There must be a big problem going to happen, if Mike comes straight to him.

"The company is hard to fight. The system is so tough, it was once brought down by foreign businessmen. But, what happened, instead of the victory that was obtained, the businessman even until now could not stand back, his family was divorced and could not be known whereabouts" replied Vino.

"Do you not know how powerful Anderson is," Vino smiled wryly. Vino certainly knows who Marcell Anderson is. A cold-blooded man who is able to do anything to achieve his goals. The strategy he used was quite complicated, so his opponent was difficult to guess. His only weakness is his wife.

"Of course, isn't he my uncle" the right word choice for an answer.

"You must know, Anderson's a warehouse for business science and weapons. The Americans."

Vino chuckles at Mike's answer.

"Have you forgotten the history of Indonesia? The Japanese, the British, the Dutch, they all had full weapons. Their business is better, he said. But, what?" Vino chuckles. "Even the Dutch had cannons, still inferior to the pointed bamboo. Remember bro, pointed bamboo. So, don't underestimate them." said Vino holding a miniature pointed bamboo on his desk. Vino can always make down his interlocutors, but not Mike's name if he can't achieve what his goal is. Anderson's blood was famous for persistence and unyielding.

"I didn't expect, now you're just like a ghost" Mike mocked. Which means Vino can only scare.

"Okay, I'll help you. What's your purpose in disturbing the Bagaskoro family?"

"Vino, I just want to take the Young Madam of the Bagaskoro family!" obviously Mike to the point. Vino was stunned by it.

"Mike, don't joke!" Vino's eyes seemed to be out of place. Mike is a depraved man and surrounded by many women, Mike should not take people's wives.

"No! I'm not kidding. Of course the entertainment world knows, who is the wife of Mr. Aditya Bagaskoro," said Mike, Vino nodded still trying to understand what his best friend was about to say.

"Mike, she's somebody's wife!" furious Vino. He thinks Mike's gonna take somebody else's wife.

"I knew. She's also princess Anderson." Vino gasped at Mike's statement.

"Is there any evidence to suggest that?" Mike was enthusiastic.

"Yesterday, when Momy and Dady check up on their health and blood sugar, they accidentally meet someone who says if the young Madam Bagaskoro is Princess Anderson. And we've done an investigation. Also a series of tests. The result is one hundred percent stated, if Young Madam Bagaskoro is the tube child Momy and Dady."

"Yes, I've heard stories about Uncle Marcell who came several times to look for the baby. I didn't expect, if their daughter turned out to be Mr. Bagaskoro's son-in-law." Vino plays the ballpoint pen in his hand. "Then what can I do for you?"

"I want the latest data for Princess Anderson. You have a lot of acquaintances in the embassy and the transmigration office, I want the confidentiality of Princess Anderson's personal data."

"If it's a small matter," snobbed Vino.

"It's not that easy. I want Bagaskoro to think, if their Young Madam dies. So that they will not seek his existence. I feel sorry for my sister. Big madam Bagaskoro is torturing her."

"Well, then what is my job?" asked Vino again, he saw the watch in the hand "Ten minutes away we're meeting."

"I want you to involve Mr. Bagaskoro in your new project. So that I have time to get everything ready, including the kidnapping and murder of Bagaskoro's young mistress engineered" Mike explained.

"You are so sadistic" said Vino.

"I just don't want Princess Anderson to suffer any more. She's not okay. I was angry with Bagaskoro. They must get the right reward." Mike clenched both his hands.

"Alright, we'll continue this discussion later. Press your emotions, we must meet Mr. Bagaskoro and the others."

"How many percent of Mr. Bagaskoro's shares in the Bravo company," Vino was silent for a moment, but then laughed faintly.

"Thirty percent" he said. Mike did not expect that Bravo was also under Bagaskoro's rule.

"So!"

"Well, you can measure the extent of the impact we'll have if we play around with them."

"I know!" Ogre Mike. "I just want my sister to live without any inner pressure."

"Looks, you'll repent after this!" ejek Vino's.

"Nothing!" Vino stood up and walked out of the room for a meeting. Just now that he had pressed the door handle, Arjun was already there with a few maps in his right hand.

"Hi, I'm not done yet!"

"It's too short to talk about it, we'll talk about it later after the meeting. I hope you're not rash about this, because Mr. William will definitely not stay silent when his nephew's wife is kidnapped." Mike was surprised.

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The Madam residence. A girl is angry at Sana.

"Saras, I'm sorry!" Sana chased after Saras who was walking faster than usual.

"There is nothing to forgive," said Saras still fast-paced mode despite climbing stairs. Her mood suddenly changed since coming home from the cafe.

"That means Saras isn't angry?" Sana runs faster and intercepts Saras. Even Sana almost fell if the handle was not strong.

"SAA!"

"Hehe, sorry Brother! Don't be angry, yeah!" He raised his finger to form the letter V. Saras breathed his coarse breath.

"Can move, no!"

"Tuh .. right! Still sniffling," Sana pursed her lips.

"Can you step aside?"

"No!" She shook her head to the right and left.

"What are you guys there? I was fighting" Suddenly Madam came up from the stairs.

"It's Mad_"

"It's okay Madam. I'm just talking about rehearsal tomorrow!" He scrunched his forehead confused. He wanted to talk again, but his mouth was smothered by Saras.

"Just Sana! We even argued, Madam. Because Sana can not exercise with the maximum. And he said he was afraid that he would not be able to establish chemistry on stage. So the role is less alive." Sana squinted her eyes. Why Saras suddenly became a liar.

"Owh, that. Vino is ready to come! So don't take it for a spin." Madam flicked her hand. "There, you're quite an earnest exercise. No more thinking about Vino, okay!"

"Okay, Madame! Ready it!" saras replied while taking his hand off Sana's mouth.

"Why did Saras say that."

"Well, let's just say we're even. You let your fucking friend touch my body. So, I will take revenge on you" said Saras.

"Hi, he's just holding you. Because you didn't wake up earlier." Sana said.

"That also includes a mistake that I will reply to," said Saras, pointing at Saras's face.

"But when I woke up, Saras was fascinated with Dr. Pras. If only it hadn't sucked at the car door, Saras wouldn't have gotten up!"

*Truely so, even I had time to admire the man's good looks. Undoubtedly, owh became his name Pras. Ganteng seh, he's good as well. The proof wants to carry me who never woke up. I shouldn't have been angry! I should have said thank you.* Inner Saras. He smiled to himself imagining Pras' face.

"Hi Brother! Ciee again remembered the face of doctor Pras ya!"

"NO!"

"Oh, I'm telling you. The evidence for his own smile is unclear.

"I smile because of the shadow soaking in the bathtub with warm water. The body feels fresher! Bay," Saras with his thin face went out from before Sana. Don't ask, her chest is like running a marathon.

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read other author's works as well. There's Mike and his family, too