My husband Ceo is handsome

I'll Check Later

ALEX POV'S.

I'm Alexander August Killer. Anglo-indonesian descent. With an English father and as usual an Indonesian mother. However, if necessary know my face is English only my eyes are indo. Since I was a child in Indonesia, and at the age of 6 or 10 years, I returned to England. I just came to Indonesia for about a month.

And my return to keindo to be inducted into Ceo in a company built by pappy.

Actually I also go home to India to find people. I don't know if that guy remembers what I am. Or even married, I don't know let fate speak.

This morning I was sitting sweet on my big bench. Yes, because everyone wants to feel it without knowing the heavy burden to bear. Even for the holidays, it was hard.

Tok tok tok tok

The sound of the door being knocked makes me flabbergasted, because I'm sure it's my secretary “ In!” said I made a man outside the entrance of Kedlaam.

“This file requested yesterday pak” he said by giving a brown map. Then I told him to come out.

I opened and read the file “Ciarabella Aditama, age 20, the son of the owner of Aditama Bank. ,,,,,,,,. Pulling” said I when reading the girl's profile. “Welcome to meet again sweet girl”.

When I first met the girl, I saw something special in her that made me seem interested in her. And that made me even more sure when I met back in the elevator.

Without knowing it, I kissed her. Bizarrely. Without it it makes me opiate. And even more strange to me. I foolishly asked her to get married because I was angry when I saw her laughing with her friend who had no connection.

I already have plans for that girl. I look forward to what his reaction is like. Hahahaaha. “Create an appointment with Mr. Aditama, if later we will come” said I was behind the phone with my secretary.

After a few minutes, I started picking with ink on paper. My head is tired of letters and numbers that become one. I want to blow my head off.

If I can choose I want to get out of here. But this is better than taking care of a company in England could die me.

“Pak meeting with Bank Aditama will be held at lunchtime. He wants to have lunch together.” He reported my activities. “And this from company A want to work with us” he said making me think.

“Later I check, again” said I was getting bored with the company that is insistent on cooperating but does not want to climb its quality.

“Good sir. And these are some, trusted textile companies will product” he said again by handing over some brochures.

I breathe again. It's very heavy. I want to cry, my job is not exhausted every day even increased. Not to mention Mami asked in the textile company to find her gift. Sometimes I wonder the same as my Mamy why not just love a plate or not a glass for the gift, why should all clothes.

“Halo, mamy. This is Alex choosing randomly, huh?. Alex does not know which is good” I said to mamy super chatty.

“Can provided the quality is good. Later you order 5 rolls of fabric and 20 pieces of T-shirt” said my complicated mamy.

“Mamy is an impression, deh. Alex is busy, my” said I made the mamy agree to it and one load I was overcome.

Mamy and papy still live in England. And I was thrown out, thrown into Indonesia alone. But luckily I didn't work in England because it was so boring as a result of being constantly watched by both parents. I like the freedom of life.

“Wait for news, my. It wants to lamar first, bye.mamy I'm beautiful but it's old..” said I was joking and turned off the phone call. And of course will be on the phone back by the mamy to ask that.

“Yes,, prepare yourself dear” muttered me by standing up and wearing a suit, preparing to meet with the prospective in-laws.

“Come, sir. Now” said my secretary who was standing at the door.

In the car I do not stop to hold a smile even though it is certain to get repulsion but I remain optimistic, Love in reject matchmaking act.

Arrive at a place to meet. I in the style of putting on a jutek and cold face. So that it is not obvious. I just keep following what I will play.

“Good day, sorry I came late” my stale and sat in front of him.

“It's okay. I just arrived too. Before we discuss our business. How good we eat first to be more pokus” he said. I actually feel sorry to see my Candidate-in-law who is still working even though she should have retired. “What message do you want?” Ask again.

I feel a little sorry for launching my plan. “Eh, eat steak aja” said I had daydreamed.

“Sorry yes, sir. I invited to meet but it was me who arrived late” said I felt bad.

“Seat. It's a break so the call is not formal. Just call me papa. You I already consider as my own son” he said making my soul drift away. Because for me this is a stepping stone to be able to realize my plan.

I nodded in response to her remark “Bapak,,,Eh. I mean Papa. I am very happy to be considered a child by you” said I with a happy smile.

After the waiter brings the order. We eat with great wisdom enjoying the faithful feeding mouth that enters the mouth. After finishing eating. Now I'm talking about the project we're working on.

I was confused where to start. “You've got a girlfriend, Al?” Ask Mr. Aditama makes me quickly shake my head “But in the news, you are dating one of the indo” artists he said again making me laugh.

“It's just a rumor or not a public spice. I don't want to go out, I want to get married. Fear if courtship hit a sharp bend” said I slightly added hyperbola fertilizer so that the atmosphere is not too awkward.

“You can, aja. You're just like my son, Rey. He also does not want to date, he wants to marry directly.” Said laughing. I almost forgot that he had a son because his son was rarely seen in the media. It's not like I feel like there's news every time.

“Eh, indeed his son om, what age?” Ask me or rather lure me anyway. Haha.

“ The first twin pair and already married. If the bontot about 20 years is.” he said made me try to show a surprised face.

“Lho,, really far away from the bontot” said I, making him laugh.

“Iya because papa's wife, pregnant already aged. It became different far” he said that he saw his sad face. I saw him getting curious about his life, especially his daughter's life. “When it was papa's wife, mengelahirin the bontot had a disease and age factor as well, so he had gone home to the side of God” said his words that were seen in his eyes had been flooded with tears. “Eh,, it becomes vent” he said who realized himself.