Forced to Marry a High School Girl
Nattans
"Ma look at my tie that was washed yesterday no, the black one is ma." said the twenty-seven-year-old man, whose full name is Qhinattan Al-farez, who served as CEO of his company, in the QA group.
He did not stop following the steps of the mama who was struggling since yesterday, because he did not bring the prospective daughter-in-law who was expected of the mother.
"So, that's why you have a wife so that someone takes care of you." The old woman who still looks beautiful despite being eaten by age looks upset, with an unfriendly look, handed the tie she had just taken to her son, who is not happy, and just walked away.
"Tomorrow mama no longer want to take care of your needs." grumbled the mama who vaguely can still hear.
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"Natt, tomorrow papa there is a project out of town, so while papa goes please you handle the company ya." explained Rendra who is his real father.
"How many days pa?"
"It could be a week anyway." answered Rendra casually while enjoying his morning breakfast.
"There is Lian Pa, Kriss too." he argued a little objection, because he already has his own company that is more busy and certainly bigger than the company owned by the father.
"Lian joined the father, Kriss papa was assigned to Jakarta for several days" explained Rendra.
Nattan looked down lethargic, took out his empty breakfast plate, not yet filled in anything.
"May find a wife, let someone serve and prepare your needs." the mother.
Speech similar to that innuendo made Nattan scratch his head that did not itch, while the papa just chuckled at the interaction of the two.
Since Nattan was twenty-two years old, Indri's mother never stopped telling him to immediately find a companion and give her a grandchild, moreover, the age of those who are no longer young makes them worry that they cannot watch the wedding of the youngest son.
Not a few he introduced beautiful girls from the lower class to the upper class hoping Nattan would choose one of them.
However, Nattan was still clingy at his stance that did not want to quickly get married.
Nattan can be said to be Workaholic who spends his daily life only for the company.
Working and working.
It is very different from most teenagers in general, if they spend their youth playing, and having fun, if, so it is different from Nattan who chose to struggle in the business world since he was still sitting on the bench of Junior High School.
Nattan began his successful career when he was eighteen years old, precisely when he sat in High School class XII.
Nattan does have a great resemblance to Ando who is his first brother, who was already successful at a young age.
But at that time Ando already had a partner at the age of nineteen years, in contrast to him who never married, even to just have a boyfriend he was very reluctant.
For her a woman, and some sort of marriage is something that curbs her life, and is certainly very troublesome.
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"Good morning sir." greetings from some employees who accidentally bumped into him this morning.
"Morning." she answered briefly as usual, she swung her steps wide into her study on the 13th floor.
Arriving in his room, Nattan immediately dropped the body on the seat of his greatness, this morning his mind was a little chaotic because it was too dizzy to think how to make the mother not constantly urge him to get married.
He leaned back the head of the back seat while massaging the forehead that suddenly felt throbbing, jerking a rough breath reached into the cellphone in his pocket that continued to vibrate since earlier.
His hand moved to press a green application filled with dozens of notifications, one of them from his best friend's special chat group.
Bagas..
Bro, afternoon hanging out at ArunaCafe, maybe I was given permission.
Cus, slide!
Arga.
Okay.
Nattan smiled slanted, typing something in the group chat.
He thought having fun with his three best friends tonight would not matter, counting to eliminate his little turmoil.
Ok, I'm coming.
*
As soon as the office hours ended, Nattan boarded her car and drove to the spot where she and her three best friends met.
"The big boss came too, I think Lo will remain silent in the office until the Natt banquet." chirped Bagas who now greeted him with laughter.
"Lo much money goes on, the boyfriend doesn't even have, suck!" timpal Radika's.
"What Lo, what do you want me to do too?" Nattan glared at Arga, who was looking at him with a grim look.
"Relax bro, I'm on Lo's side, don't listen to the sequenced duo, CK! they say mostly not from the heart." Arga shifted an empty chair to sit in Nattan.
"Gue has a new target item, what do you think Lo Gas, cute?" Radika thrust her phone towards Bagas to ask for his opinion.
"Oh mayan nih, solid contains bro."
"Woyy remembers Lo's bini at Anjir's house!" Arga throws his best friend using a tissue that he has squeezed into a circular shape.
"Elah Ga, sirik aja Lo," Radika said without turning her head, her eyes focused on the screen of her mobile phone featuring a picture of a beautiful woman dressed scantily.
Among the four of them, Radika is indeed the most famous Playboy, who is good at seducing with his deadly charmer seduction, moreover, he belongs to the class of rich men and has a pretty handsome face as capital to captivate the hearts of women.
Bagas himself was married one year ago because he was betrothed to his parents, while Arga was decided several times by his girlfriend on the grounds of being less sensitive to everything.
Satisfied to just eat and chat with his friends, before the day really turned dark Nattan decided to say goodbye first.
Unfortunately, only a few meters his car moved from the place, now his car suddenly died, forcing him to go out and check what was wrong with his car.
"Damn! how can I go on strike, crazy car, it's dark again, CK!" he grumbled to himself while kicking his car with an outpouring of emotion.
Luckily not far from there is a workshop that he can ask for help to help repair the damage to his car.
Long enough he waited, finally his car was back on as before, and decided to continue his journey, he could have called the driver of the papa or his other men to pick up, he could have called, he waited until his car was repaired.
Relax he drove his car through a shortcut closer to the house of his parents, the road was a little quiet and overgrown with trees that were quite shady to shade the road.
Although not far from there there is a fairly dense population settlement.
Plsamg....
He faintly heard the voice of a woman asking for help, trying not to care because he was not the type of man who cared about something that was not his business, he said, but somehow this time his heart seemed moved he rewinded his car and pulled it right in front of a stall that seemed to have not been occupied for a long time.
"Damn it!" without babibu he beat up one of two burly men who wanted to harass a young girl who was crying in fear.
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