My Possessive Rich Man

My Possessive Rich Man
Seblak her?



A tall middle-aged man with a handsome face with a thin mustache, he stepped foot into a classic house that belongs to the Abhimanyu Kertawiguna extended family.


He is Satrio, Sindy's father who should have announced his daughter's engagement to Raden but instead heard the news of not wearing that came from many sources.


Some say Raden had married secretly with a girl of ordinary descent, Satrio felt insulted because Raden chose the girl under his caste.


Not to mention, last night all cooperation and a number of shares that Raden planted officially in pull.


Who else wants to work with the company? During this time Raden was willing to maintain a cooperative relationship only because Abhimanyu still considers Satrio brother seningrat.


"Good day Satrio." Abhimanyu welcomed the arrival of the man with a hug as usual.


Satrio's unfriendly, in fact the guy's jaw is hardened. "I'm not going to talk, I'm here to ask you why Raden cut off all access to my corporate cooperation?" Her beaver. Potentially bankrupt makes Satrio indiscriminate.


Abhimanyu smiled. "I haven't interfered in my son's business in a long time, so I don't know anything about it, but all I can confirm is, uh, My son Raden would never do anything to harm others if nothing made him angry." Insinuations.


"You mean Raden's sick of Sindy but my company he's targeting? Not very professional! If it was just because of an ordinary girl why was she so far away! You're the father, try persuading your son to cancel this cancellation!" Ketus Satrio's.


"Whatever it is, I'm sorry Satrio, I can't help you any further. All those concerned with the company I've not interfered with, the right is entirely with my son." Abhimanyu.


"Fuck up!" Shouting Satrio.


"Is this how you're actually doing the Trio?" Eyang who had just arrived shook his head lightly looked at Satrio. "So you've been all right because you wanted to! Don't be upset by Raden's decision, because your good daughter has framed my granddaughter-in-law!"


"Grandson of the phantom?" Satrio turned on Eyang with a frown on his forehead. "That's right!"


"Anyway, I appreciate Raden's decision. It's great that he rejected your daughter who wasn't good!"


"Aragh!" Satrio kicked one of the flower pots in the corner and left after that.


There is nothing to expect from this family. Satrio is frustrated because bankruptcy awaits the future of his company.


Abhimanyu just kept quiet with his hands chipped back, staring elegantly at Satrio's back, such was the coldness that the man always displayed.


He turned to his son. "Don't take care of the Sindy family anymore. Now you ask Karlina that Raden would come back here to bring his wife too, we need to celebrate their wedding reception right? It's my first grandchild's wedding."


"Hm." Abhimanyu nodded and then stepped foot into the room of the first wife who he had not visited for a long time.


The giggling laughter sounded out from the outside. Abhimanyu knew that in the room there must be Ayu.


"Lina." Abhimanyu knocked on the door and a voice like a running person was heard approaching. Ayu nodded when she opened it. "Father."


"What are you doing?" Abhimanyu looked at the very beautiful Karlina in a black evening party dress.


Still beautiful as always just this time it looks different. Karlina's long hair was unraveled with a flawless makeup face.


Ayu smilingly looked at her father who seemed amazed at her mother's beauty.


While Karlina quickly tied her undulating mane. "Only prank. Ayu forced me to wear Raden's clothes and dress me up." Said.


Abhimanyu was silent looking at his first wife who looks very beautiful this afternoon, do not be compliments, long time not reprimanding each other makes Abhimanyu awkward to start the word.


"I'll change my clothes first." Pamit Karlina then entered the bathroom.


"Yes." Yeah." Reply Abhimanyu. Ayu also went out of her mother's lonely room. He gave the opportunity for his father and mother to speak with four eyes.


Finished changing clothes and removing makeup, Karlina went back to see her husband.


They haven't been in a room like this for a long time. Last maybe before Abhimanyu remarries.


A number of questions asked Karlina, whether Abhimanyu came to his room? They sat down beside the bed.


"I want you to send Raden home with his wife. When is a good time for their wedding reception?" Abhimanyu looked at Karlina who was unwilling to look at him.


"As for Mas and Mom, I said, if it is decided when, I will immediately call Raden here." Karlina replied and the silence after that, honestly, Abhimanyu enjoyed the time together reminiscing.


They had been silent for quite a while but then Karlina remembered the question. "Is that all I got, right?"


Karlina looked at her husband. "Relationships that no longer match, that's how it will be, like Mas who is comfortable with the new marriage Mas. I'm comfortable with my solitude, so we enjoy the comfort of each of our lives, because that's what still keeps me in this golden cage."


Long Abhimanyu did not rebuke intensely and seemed to regret having dared to ask Karlina something. There was hatred behind the silence of the woman.


Karlina seemed receptive, so apparently Karlina kept the comfort when she no longer reprimanded him.


It is better to be quiet as usual, to speak when necessary, because if in turn with honey, Karlina is not necessarily able to accept.


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In another dwelling and another time, on his lonely bed, Raden lay with a thick black blanket that covered his entire body.


No matter how long he hadn't seen Alula, the growing longing overpowered Dylan's longing for Mylea.


Today Raden does not enter the office, all the company activities he monitors from home through Bastian and his secretary Haikal.


One waiter walked in tandem with Bastian who shook his head lightly.


"Excuse me, the spicy seblak that the young master asked for is ready."


Raden glanced at the waiter who placed the tray on the table and turned to Bastian who folded his arms looking at him.


"You're mocking me?" Heeled. Somehow lately Raden is more sensitive than usual days.


"Not, but wonder, all day long the boss only asked for this but not at the meal, after eating after vomiting on my shirt. How many times have I changed clothes because the Boss keeps spewing food at me!" Bastian protest is upset.


"You don't know what it's like to be a fever anymore." Saden.


"Fever miss?" Bastian sneered at the Master, since yesterday Raden behaved strangely even impressed like his young mistress, ask for a cloth, devil's claw and other favorite food Alula.


This must be because Raden is infected with mala longing fever. "It's quick to catch up with her young mistress, or she really thinks you're divorcing her."


Raden grunting. "He hates me." Sickly flow.


"Not tried it yet, right?"


"I just hate myself, what else is he. After that incident, Alula must have hated me so much." Sangkal Raden's.


"Then, what do you want the boss's son to do? Married but not stopped, I heard that you want to have a wedding reception as soon as possible." Bastian.


Raden grunted softly. "I'm afraid Lula is mad at me again, the last time I offered this that, she just kept quiet and kept turning her back on me. It's very painful."


Bastian smiled in annoyance. "Why do you behave like a girl, boss?"


Raden got up and leaned on the head of the bed. "I'm afraid to meet her, I'm afraid she's crying again because of me."


"Then just divorce!"


"You're crazy!" Raden threw a pillow at Bastian. "You think I'm gonna break up from her?"


"Hanging so, if I become a young mistress, it will definitely receive love Galang, obviously with one hobby, one major, they must be very suitable. You know, boss, even today they're at camp together, well, it's romantic." Bastian clapped his hands to sneer at the Master.


Raden. "Are you serious?" He answered with a nod to Bastian's head. "Seriously, Galang is already in front of your steps now!" Ticus.


"Damn, why didn't you say that earlier, huh? Now also prepare camping equipment, we follow my wife, make a decent tent for Rich Man's wife! I don't want him to sleep cold in an ordinary tent!" Raden got up and ran into the bathroom.


"They're black?" Shouted Bastian.


All four of them Raden popped his head staring at his assistant.


"Don't eat, it's mine!"


"Geez!" Bastian rolled his eyeballs.