Oh My Mr. Wool

Matchmaking

Adnan restored his hair in frustration, hearing word for word coming out of the man's mouth with an authoritative stature in front of him

"Grandfather doesn't want to know. You have to accept this match! Grandpa promised his late father."

"But this is not the time of Siti Nurbaya Kek! Wear arranged everything. It's the 21st century, it's modern. The marriage is out of date." Adnan won't lose

It's good to wear everything. He already had a lover he dreamed he would marry. How would her boyfriend respond if he knew this?

"Prince Grandpa knows it too. I have a boyfriend." Adnan continued. Big no's! he does not want to marry an unknown person.

"Grandfather doesn't want to know. Married and Triya Tech will be be bequeathed entirely to you including all overseas branches, or do not marry him and do not get 1℅ shares of Grandpa company." Sabran Wijaya passed away leaving Adnan distraught and frustrated.

"Oh, yeah..." Sabran Wijaya-sang Grandpa turned around after walking a few steps.

"Grandfather lost contact 8 years ago when he graduated High School. Your job is to find him! Grandpa heard after his father died he left his village for college while working part-time in the Capital now."

Mr. Sabran confirmed the location of his glasses and continued, "The background form of his life is on your desk now. The address often changes tasks you find him and then marry him!"

Adnan only snorted violently and then walked up the stairs.

Brutally slamming the door of his room to make the Grandpa downstairs squeak in shock.

"Adnan's Fighting!" Sabran Wijaya clenched her hands while lifting up. Encouraging the only grandson of the Wijaya family.

However, the exuberant shout from Grandfather sounded like a mockery in Adnan's ear.

He was confused and frustrated. Adnan inhales oxygen greedily while pacing back and forth on the floor of the room in the form of a deep black marble-favorite color.

The mint-scented steam air diffuser in the corner of the room calmed Adnan's heart a little.

Adnan Wijaya, a handsome man who has clean white skin and sturdy jaws and thick eyebrows is a 33-year-old young man. He was the only grandson of the Wijaya family.

His mother and father died in a plane crash while flying to New York.

So, since the age of 18 he only lived with Sabran Wijaya-sang Grandpa and Anton Wijaya-sang Uncle, his father's youngest brother.

Adnan was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. He never got hungry or cold.

He lived in a comfortable home, and lived a life of treasure.

Where maybe he was willing to leave the company to his uncle, the enemy for his life.

To him, his uncle was the cause of his parents' accident. Because he replaced the Uncle who at that time refused to go to New York to take care of the branch office there, even though it was supposed to be the duty of Anton-sang uncle. But his parents were forced to replace Anton, since then the relationship between the two was tenuous. Adnan needs someone to blame.

"Secretary Yo, please find the address of the woman named Almira Sabania, a 26-year-old girl from Sanggau sub-district." After considering Adnan thought for now he agreed to Grandpa's plan. However, many conditions crossed his brain.

"Good sir." The voice across

Adnan pressed the red icon with the phone handle to end the call.

He then dropped his weight on a king-size bed with a thick black silk bed sheet.

A few minutes later he fell asleep to the contest.

***

Tok tok....

Tok tok....

Mira squirms lazily, grabs the blanket and rises from the mattress with disheveled hair.

"Why?" Mira's head pokes out from behind the door with a distinctive pillow face waking up and disheveled hair.

"Someone is looking for you. Ishh just woke up? Stay up last night? Wash your face there! GPL,old gapake! I was waiting for it." The nyerocos side while pointing its index finger at the two people who were looking at them from the guest chair.

Mira pulled a scratch on her hair while following Sisi's index finger and a second later as fast as lightning she ran back into her room.

"Wow beg*, there is a cogan even this is my formation." Mira looked at herself in the rectangular-shaped mirror in front of her.

"Astaghfirulla...." The hair was disheveled and there was still some scraps in his eyes.

Mira feels like she wants to hide in an ant hole.

He washes his face and brushes his teeth without taking a shower. After spraying perfume on his body he came out to meet the cogan in front.

"From the real buk, I'm sure I'm just wearing perfume, wash my face, brush my teeth not shower fruhhahaha." The splashy side itself makes Mira's cheeks meet red with restraining embarrassment.

After being satisfied to laugh at his best friend he realized the situation and condition that was being stared at by 2 cogan with a look of wonder, now it was Sisi's turn who met red and Mira who was wide. While the two men in suits in front of them only looked at each other and shook their heads.

One of the two men in a handsome suit opened his voice, after confirming the location of his glasses.

"ahem. Introduce me Yoga Secretary Mr. Adnan. And this is Mr. Adnan my boss the CEO of PT.Triya Tech."

"Udah know that Mr. Adnan did he hit you the other day Mir." Sisi interrupts Secretary Yo with sewot.

While Mr. Adnan moved uneasily because he was aware of the current situation.

It is fitting that he had heard the name Almira Sabania before, it turns out that the woman is a fat woman with chubby cheeks full of acne that he hit the other day.

Imagining being married to such a woman made her shudder in horror. Very much different from her lover-Tasya who is a model. It is certain that his face and body proportions are comfortable to look at the eye.

While Mira opposite him just looked at Mr. Adnan just plain. There was no look of anger or admiration in his eyes.

Secretary Yo cleared her throat to minimize the atmosphere that felt different.

"On that matter, I represent Mr. Adnan asking ma'af to you Miss Almira, if you would like to forgive. As for our arrival here with a different intent."

"Seek ma'af himself dong! Boss you don't have a mouth what? Ask ma'af pake to be represented by everything." The side is back nyolot because the character is passionate

"Udah gapapa Si." Mira held her best friend's hand to calm down.

"So, what's up here so early?" Mira looked at the two people in front of her.

Secretary Yo pulled out a piece of paper. Just about to open his mouth, Mr. Adnan has interrupted first.

"You know Mr Sabran Wijaya?" Adnan looked straight and flat in his Mira-versus-speech eyes.

"Mr Sabran Wijaya?" Mira asked back, then looked at the ceiling of the living room trying to remember the name.

"If you mean Mr. Sabran Wijaya who has glasses and has a three-point mole around under the eyes then I know. Can you show me the picture?" Mira continued.

Secretary Yo fiddled with his HP and a few seconds later shifted his HP in front of Mira.

Mira flicked her finger, "Yes, really her! I know, but it has been a long time lost contact since I moved to the Capital. But, why ask him?"

"He's my Grandpa. He told me to look for you Miss Almira Sabania. What pellet did you use to lure my Grandpa so badly that he asked me to marry you?" Adnan answered harshly while throwing a sharp glare at Mira which made the girl both confused and angry.

"Bad" Mira's inner temper