Marrying a Mysterious Man

Edwin and Jackson

The thing that Jackson was waiting for finally came. A short message that just came into his phone number. Ringing a short ring that made him rush to open and read the message, ensuring where the full address Edwin sent for their meeting schedule.

The corner of Jackson's lips curved, creating a sweet smile full of happiness. “Okay, let's get ready,” he said as he finished replying to Edwin.

Then he rushed to the wardrobe room, where his clothes and all his equipment were available. He opened a special white closet coat was.

Now a row of suits arranged according to the same color plastered in front of him. Instead of taking a suit there, he opened a cupboard beside him, and quickly took the navy-colored bomber jacket that was now in his hands.

“OK, casual clothes like this, maybe more suitable. Anyway I only met with Edwin, not with women,” he murmured.

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The clock on the wall shows that at 14:35 Jackson is still in his car, because he is currently stuck in traffic in a forklift due to an accident.

“Sial! Why so long!” detracted, annoyed.

The crowd in front of them seemed to be slowly dispersing, and some of the police began to re-regulate the traffic. After waiting for approximately fifteen minutes, finally Jackson's car got a turn to break through the traffic jam.

After that, he immediately slammed the steering wheel, turning right towards the restaurant in a famous hotel in the area.

After bruising the car and removing the seat belt attached to his body, Jackson hurried out of his car, saw the clock in his hand already showed at 14:50 there was still about ten minutes left, he said, for himself to reach his goal.

Jackson walked quickly to the restaurant area, then spread his gaze throughout the room, and it turned out to be seen in the corner of the bench there, a man with a flat shoulder that was sturdy and dashing, was sitting alone.

“That's definitely Edwin.” Jackson moved his foot toward the man. And it turned out that, when he arrived, it was not Edwin, but someone else.

The person, looking up looked in surprise at Jackson who almost pulled the bench in front of him.

“Oh, sorry, I guess you're my friend,” Jackson said politely, clenching his hands together in the chest. Then he left, went back around the restaurant area, and it turned out that a man who had stayed blocked the door, was waving his hand.

“Ah, it turned out,” muttered, approaching Edwin as soon as possible.

“Sorry, am I late?” jackson asked with his chest up and down, adjusting his breathing.

“It's okay, you're only two minutes late, so the rest of your time, only 13 minutes left, Mr.”

“What! Two minutes counted?!”

“Please, Sir, use the rest of this time as well as possible,” Edwin said with his face expression that looks cold and flat like a cutting board.

Jackson also chose to sit first, then the first question that came to his mind was. “Say, Kalala's mobile number that I can call,” he said.

Edwin was instantly speechless, with a twinkle in his eyes that turned sharp, as if he did not like it.

“You can't say no! You promised not to my father to answer all my questions honestly,” Jackson interrupted, before the man gave him an answer.

There is no other choice, Edwin can only move, then he also mentioned the mobile number of his girlfriend who he had very memorized. And Jackson wrote it so passionately on his phone.

“For what do you ask my girlfriend number?” ask Edwin cynically.

Jackson who was looking down at his cellphone, he immediately looked up and smiled wryly. “Do I have to answer honestly?”

Edwin fell silent, he threw away his face, because again and again his patience was being tested by the shameless man sitting in front of him.

“Alright, no need. Go on, what else do you want to ask. The rest of your time is only 10 minutes left.”

And the second question he always wanted to know was. “Give me the full address of where Akash is, I want to see him.”

Edwin sniffled, looking seriously at Jackson's eyes. “I'm sorry, I will only answer all questions, except this one,” said Edwin.

Jackson did not accept it. “Loh, how can it? Not that my dad said you'd answer everything, whatever the question.”

“Yes right, I did say like that, but I also know Mr. Baker, I will answer all your questions, except the question about the address of Mr. Akash,” he replied firmly.

“Then, can I meet him and make an appointment with my brother?” ask Jackson.

“Can, if indeed you want to meet Mr. Akash, I can arrange his meeting schedule.”

Jackson nodded. “Alright, then, please schedule tomorrow! I have to meet him as soon as possible,” Jackson said.

“Good.”

Meanwhile, on the other hand, it turns out, Asten is still busy watching Jackson and Edwin outside the restaurant, he actually from earlier listening to the conversation between Jackson and Edwin, he was, through a voice eavesdropper he accidentally put in the pocket of the jacket used by Jackson.

The flash back on.

So after Jackson's return from the hotel this morning, Asten hastily called his servant and told him to monitor Jackson, even Asten also told his servant that he put a voice eavesdropping device into the pocket or bag that Jackson used, and the paid servant also complied.

And right, when Jackson came out of his room, the waiter deliberately nudged Jackson's shoulder, until the lap he was carrying accidentally fell on Jackson's leg.

“Sorry, Sir, s-I accidentally.” And with a careless waiter, rubbing Jackson's shoes and then stood up and rubbed the jacket on his waist while inserting a small object the size of a thumb, which is nothing but a sound eavesdropping device.

“No need! Don't hold my shirt,” said Jackson felt uncomfortable.

“Sorry, sir if I'm presumptuous, t-but afraid of getting dust from this lap jacket Master.”

Jackson scrunched his forehead. “Already, it's okay.” Then Jackson went down the stairs, to meet his father first.

Flash back off.

“Sial! Why didn't the secretary answer Jackson's question anyway! It's so fucking rude of him. It's hard for me to meet that damn kid!” rutuk Asten was upset.

Then it sounded back in the earphone he was using, a conversation continued between Jackson and Edwin.

“Please, this information is enough you know only, Mr. Jackson. I don't want privacy things like this to spread to others, other than you.”

“Alright, secretary Edwin. I understand it, take it easy, after all only me and my father know about this meeting of ours.”

Asten who heard it he just smiled cynically. “Alright, it seems like playing with them should be secretly. You're Jackson too! Now that you're a dissident against your mother, her inner” is a little upset, knowing that her son and husband are secretive about this from her. Although it was eventually known to him.

“All right, then see you tomorrow. Don't forget, take Kalala tomorrow,” Jackson said with a slanted smile.

“What do you mean, Sir? Isn't it enough just you with Mr. Akash who met, no need to bring my future wife all.” Edwin is increasingly uncomfortable, because Jackson continues to want a meeting with his lover.

“Oh ho ho ho .. prospective wife huh? Hm .. sound a little uncomfortable yes in my ears,” said Jackson, mocked Edwin's words, while rubbing the chin.

“But take it easy, it's a new wife right?” jackson asked, raising his eyebrows, looking at Edwin with a cynical look.

Edwin instantly shuffled his face, raising his sharp gaze and fierce expression.

Jackson smiled wryly, grunting softly. “Oh take it easy Mr. Edwin .. I just want to give him a gift really, don't mean anything,” continued Jackson while chuckling softly at the expression shown by Edwin.

Edwin looked at the clock in his hand. “Sorry, our time is up, I have to go,” said Edwin immediately stood up from his seat and just passed leaving Jackson.

"Haha, he's really possessive!" inner Jackson, looking down at Edwin's departure.

“Basic, macaam man what is he! Why should my woman whom he is after, not many women in this world! Why must it always be Kalala .. argh shit! You shitty guy!” he said with annoyance, while walking full of energy to his car parked outside the hotel.

However, just as he was about to enter his car, suddenly a shadow of a woman was seen on the windshield of Edwin's car. He linked his eyes, looking at the shadow with focus.

“Loh, isn't that Asten's mistress huh?” he muttered, and as he turned around, it turned out that the right woman was Asten, walking hurriedly into the cream-colored car that was at the very end of the line in this parking lot.

Edwin was more astonished and curious, then not long after, Jackson was seen out of the lobby. Edwin was still confused, then they both stared at each other with gazes that were difficult to explain.

Jackson pursed his lips briefly, while clucking. “Ck! Why is he looking at me like that,” muttered he shook his head slowly, then walked towards his car parked near a tree.

Edwin was still silent in his place, thinking about why Jackson and Asten could use two different cars, even though they were in the same place. Is this just a coincidence, or maybe there's a plan they're working on.

“I have to make sure!” edwin muttered then opened his car door and entered sitting in his steering chair.

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