Extraordinary Husband (The Awesome Husband)

Treaty

A young man was silent, staring out towards the sea. The cold wind of the night hit his skin. His black hair was like being combed by a gust of wind.

"Young master.." a man slightly older than him lowered his head in salute.

The young man smiled, drinking a soft drink in his grasp."How's it?" tanyakanya.

"Sorry, the position of commissioner is still held by one of Suki's grandchildren, me .." Frans' words were cut off.

Plangs...

A soda can that still contained half thrown the young man right hit his head. Blood began to flow in Frans temple, "I'm sorry, I'm the master." he said lowered his head. Glancing at the soda cans that spilled the red-colored drink, it was terrified.

The young man smiled, a smile that looked sincere, "Who is the current holder of the commissioner's office? Mona's? The cross? Mike? Or Irgi?" he opened a new soda can.

"Tomy, Adrian's third son. The latest information I got, he once worked as an assistant owner of JH Corporation. Graduated from National University of Singapore. But.." Frans' words stopped, the man hesitated to say it.

"But?" the young man drank about two sips of his soda around his forehead.

"But he looks like he has no ability, only his reputation is good. For a few months he was commissioner, he had only been to the office once, even during the shareholders meeting." replied Frans, staring at his original employer.

"The person who looks the most stupid, sometimes the person who is the most to look out for" said the young man smiling. A charming smile with bangs covered her forehead.

"By the way, he used to never be seen in the main house. At least when little Irgi and Mike never came," he continued as if asking.

"She's an extramarital child Adrian, living with his mother who used to work as a comfort woman. In addition to having a weakness, when he was a child he could not speak fluently (stuttering)," Frans opened the office bag he carried, giving a map of the complete data from Tomy. Frans must have put in a lot of effort to get it.

"Perhaps because of his imperfect circumstances, and considered disgrace, Tomy when young was excluded from his family." continued Frans.

The young man smiled, even chuckling, a drop of his tears flowing, "Family conglomerate k*parat!!" snapped it.

"Young master..." Frans bowed.

"Rubble from a deep hole just like me. Treaded, became the foundation collision to maintain the dignity of the Bold Company. But he chose a different path from me" he said, opening a map containing complete data about Tomy.

"You know? My father's blood was used to preserve the honor of their extended family. After that his little son was promised education, but was eventually expelled when not needed. Old grandpa k*parat!!" it's full of revenge.

The W&G Company's tears were unbearable. Trying to smile considering the deepest wounds incised by families living in large houses. The house is like a castle of European nobility.

"Master, there's one more news, Dean (the Bold Company's top brass) is dead. Simon (the W&G Company's landlord) is doing his job, his car's on fire..." Frans gave a rough breath.

The young man seemed reluctant to respond, "I want to meet with Tomy.." he said he found something that caught his attention. The family member of the mansion whom he had never met in his dark childhood.

People who may have pent-up hate are just as likely...

A cold wind hit her hair again, revealing a little bangs that covered part of her forehead. The transverse scar is there...

***

Tomy clenched his forehead, looking solemnly at Farel. The pharaoh remained the same, chirping relentlessly at orders.

"If I do everything, what do you do?" tanyanya harbored a sense of annoyance. Being an assistant or not is the same.

"Using the name of JH Corporation, attacked blatantly. That's why you need my help, right?" farel smiled without sin.

Tomy sighed violently, drinking a glass of drink in front of him to the toilet.

"So that you do not ask." replied Tomy with anger in the crown.

However, drinking leftovers, those close to him remained Farel's habit. The young man, taking an ice cube in a glass, chewed it while reading the document.

"Truly Pharaoh is stingy." sneered Tomy in a small voice, stunned to shake his head in astonishment.

Farel's hand grabbed the laptop, while occasionally, stuffing the remaining ice cubes in his mouth. Chew it, with my hands typing something.

Until his hand movements stop, professional heaker? That's another advantage. Give a flash to Tomy.

"Usually, office computers use a star network type. Find the parent computer, as always, we use a virus to get the data so that the spy you send to their company is not suspected." said Farel smiling.

"I'll send it to my spies at W&G Company..." Tomy smiled, immediately put it in his pocket.

"Master.." Tomy's words were interrupted.

"Don't Master, if you're back as my assistant, you can call master again. Now, call Farel..." Farel was still chewing the ice cubes leaning his body on the sofa.

"Farel, thank you." he said with a smile.

It is undeniable that if it were not for Pharaoh ruling over him, he would not have flourished. If it was not the hands that were compassionate, supporting his tuition fees, he would probably only work with little income in Singapore.

Not having the courage to meet Frea, still downcast living as an ordinary person in a foreign country. His teary eyes harbored the taste of haru.

"As a thank you, make two coffee lattes, low in calories. One more thing, your ice cube flavor, tomorrow bring 5 pieces.." said Farel smiled without sin, disperse all the haru Tomy.

Pharaoh was still Pharaoh, commanding his slaves to build the Pyramids alone could.

"I'll go to the pantry first..." Tomy began to get up and running to make a coffee latte.

"Wait, already standing from the sofa, all buying meatballs in front of the office," Farel clenched his forehead briefly glancing from the 8th floor window.

"Here's the money, I treat you, one serving for you and one serving for me. You should be grateful.." he continued to offer money of 30,000 rupiah.

"Farel, I'd like to ask you a serious question, can't you act like the owner of a big company that's having dinner at a restaurant spending tens of millions?" ask Tomy curiously.

"You're willing to spend tens of millions just for one meal?" Farel asked back.

Tomy who was just as stingy shook her head.

"If so, roadside meatballs are indeed tastier!! No need to reserve a place, no need to wait 15 to 30 minutes before food is served. As commissioner you should know!!" he said at length.

Tomy smiled, "As working caterpillars, we just do work and raise money to be able to live quietly with children and wives at home..."

Farel nodded, "Quick!! I've been hungry for more than 15 minutes, you pay your own share..."

"M-I...!!" Tomy immediately walked out of the room running quickly.

"Unaware of yourself, you also ran fast for the sake of the 15,000 treaty," Farel smiled, heaving a rough sigh, finding that the friend he rarely met these few months had returned.

Seriate