Marrying a Rich Bum
ARA
Mariana froze in place. He was still staring in disbelief at the newspaper account that was now presented in front of him.
"I-I never received it" said Mariana stammered.
"Then how are you going to explain about the funds that go into your account through the company account" asked Leo.
"Do you mean to say that banks monopolize your banking data?"
Mariana nodded back. "I-I don't know. But I really never accepted it."
"That's it. Mariana, we'll give you five days to explain all this and maybe even cross-check your banking data at the bank. If in that time you fail to give a reasonable explanation, then you must resign from your post, and we also want you to give back all the funds you've received outside your rights. No exception to the dividend fund shares that enter your account."
"In this place you're the only person who doesn't hold company shares. You should have been content with the highest position we've given you, instead of spending company money to get into your personal pocket." Leo said it very firmly, making Mariana's ears blush.
Mariana took a deep breath, calming down.
"Good, colleagues. I'll be responsible for all this cheating. Within five days, if I fail to bring proof that I am innocent, then I will resign from the position of CEO of the company, even from this company." Mariana answered confidently.
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Leo stood beside Noah, clapping.
"What a gentleman woman, no. I'll be happy to wait for your resignation letter, Miss Mariana," he said cynically. Mariana smiled calmly, nodding.
Mariana came home with an empty mind. She does not go straight to the apartment, but instead meets Ara, her best friend, at a small restaurant in the city center.
"What's wrong?" Ara asked as soon as Mariana stopped from crying in Ara's arms.
Mariana told me everything that happened in her company. Her tears were pouring down, she could no longer hold back her tears.
"They're so mean" whispered Ara, patting slowly on Mariana's back.
"mmm... Marianas. Why don't you just tell this to your husband. Who knows if he has a solution to this."
Mariana looked up, then shook her head. "We never got married, Ara," she replied softly.
"What?!"
"Yes. We made a deal, that our marriage was just on paper. The rest, we live alone."
Ara frowned in disbelief. "Why did you do that?" ask Ara slowly.
Once again Mariana shook her head.
"I think when you do, you like to be like. Did that young man set you up, Mariana. Did he rape you that time?" ara asked worriedly, grasping both fingers Mariana.
"No." Mariana nodded once more. "He was just in the wrong place, at the wrong time."
"What doyou mean. Why don't you just tell me what's going on, Mariana. Don't make myself look stupid like this" Ara grumbled.
Mariana took a deep breath many times, trying to calm herself down.
"He just helped me."
"Help?"
Mariana nodded.
"But they said you slept with her."
"That's true. And I'm totally naked. But we didn't do anything."
"What do you mean you didn't do anything. If you didn't do it, then why did you sleep with her naked?"
"Because my shirt's torn."
Ara frowned not understanding.
"Galang raped me by bringing his five men."
"Galm?!" Ara widened in shock.
"Shhh...!" Mariana warned her head to look back and forth. Thankfully no one noticed them. There was only one man sitting next to them, but he seemed to be busy with one phone, while the other was tucked in his breast pocket.
"So your volume!" Mariana whispered a warning.
Mariana nodded. "Yes. With five of his friends."
Ara rubbed her face in frustration. "Why didn't you ever tell me that?" ask Ara.
Mariana shook her head. "I'm ready. I'm afraid you hate me, because I'm dirty now."
"Damn! Why is your mind so short, Mariana!" hiss Ara was upset.
"So, what's it like to be raped by six people?" whispered Ara, closer to Mariana.
Buk up! Mariana hit Ara's shoulder hard.
"Aaw... Why did you hit me?" ara protests.
"Do you want to feel it? If so, I'll call Galang right now to bring all his friends!"
Ara paled. "No, no. No need. I just heard from your story, I'm sure I can feel it more than enough." Ara nyengir's.
Mariana, grunt rough.
"If only Bima had not come. Maybe I'm done in the gilir."
"So... He appeared like a superhero?" tanya Ara was excited.
"Yes. He appeared with a wrathful face just before Galang's men tore my back."
"What?!"
"They were prepared to do it both. Fortunately, Bima came to my aid. I don't know how he threw them away, because right after seeing him break down the door, darkness took hold of me."
"Ooh, so sweet...." Ara smiled widely, her eyes twinkling like a woman in love with a man's deadly seduction.
Mariana once again snorted long. "Do you think the help that comes after that crazy rape is as romantic as it is in action movies. If so, then you're wrong."
Ara silent, sculpting.
"Once I opened my eyes and saw it, fear immediately enveloped me. I do not know why Galang still left another man to finish me off after himself and all his cruel men. I'm tired, my body hurts. I think I'd rather die than have the brand do it to me again."
"Ooh, Mariana, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way. I know you must be devastated by all that." Ara hugged her best friend tightly.
"Thank you for accepting me even though you know I'm dirty now, Ara."
"Shhh!" Ara stuck her index finger on Mariana's lips. "Don't ever say that again."
Mariana smiled, nodding.
"So, what are you going to do with Bima now, after your wedding on paper."
"We will live one roof, but alone."
"What does that mean?"
"Yes, we're not tied to each other."
"And does that mean he can't help you at all?"
"Although we're really married, she still won't help me, Ara."
"What's? But why?"
"Because he's just about to find a job."
Mariana's lips gawked. "That guy's not working? Didn't he.." his sentence stopped because of the ringing of the cell phone in his pocket.
"Oh, sorry. I picked up the phone for a second."
Mariana nodded. Ara grabbed her phone, looking at the unknown number array there.
"Yes...." Ara greet.
"Don't say anything to Mariana, if you still want your friendship with her to continue."
Ara froze in place.
