Perfect Son-in-law

Pascal Standard

Promise to Miana to go home, can't the Ocean teepati. Just stare through the video call, the way they let go of longing. Samudra's job as deputy director-deputy Laura, he can't just leave. Getting busy with various meetings here and there. Within a year, Samwise Will's name as a young entrepreneur, smart and successful, began to be known to the business world.

Laura's been piled up with money. His life only lived on foot and on vacation changed the name of the country.

The woman was quite successful in making Samudra forget about the black notch of her past, with the moorings of corporate leadership that she bestows.

 

At this time, night pointed to the number of eleven o'clock.

In her room, which was not much knick-knacks of all kinds other than Cleopatra's statue, on a bed with cobra-patterned sheets, the ocean slanted her body. He's quite tired because today's job is quite draining his energy.

The door's locked. The bedside sleeping lights also lit up, replacing the lights on the ceiling that went out before that. Slowly my eyes began to dim. The dream screen will pick up in a moment.

Honey, it doesn't seem like it's going to be easy for the Ocean to get some quality rest. The door to his room was slowly creaking. Open your eyes without turning around. He knew, someone had just pushed the door from the outside, followed by the sound of a step that only sounded like the bad luck of the wind.

The ocean remains stationary in a sideways position. Watching through the tail of his rolling eyes.

There was a slow movement from behind his body, pressing down on the mattress to fill in the blank.

The next second, a pair of hands crawled over the Ocean's back like a stroking motion. The scent of caron poivre perfume, the Ocean clearly recognizes whose property. That woman again. This is the third time he has been visited without permission. The figure was even confident enough to hug tightly, peck at the cheeks, to press the front of his body into the back of the Ocean with a soft crunching sound.

The ocean thinks back to rebuking, given how it first responded. The woman smothers her mouth with her hands and says she just wants to sleep with the Ocean, without wanting to embrace it.

And this is the way the Ocean is dealing with that woman's delinquency. Shut up and pretend to be quiet. At this moment the coldness pierced the face, the woman placed her cheek on the cheek of the Ocean without thinking it would interfere. His fragrant breath felt like dragon saliva to the Ocean. He couldn't stand it and started to get nauseous.

The ocean was disgusted, but something big would have an impact if he dared to revolt.

As long as there are no meaningful demands, he is still able to survive.

...*****...

Far away in Indonesia.

Glorien began to organize his life. His thin body and thin cheeks were no longer his dreadful appearance. Now he's brighter.

Two years ago, together with Lola, the beautiful woman was finally willing to go to America to finish her education that had been neglected due to tragedy, according to Rohan's request.

Coercion for the clueless Glorien, but a gift to Lola from Rohan for her efforts to restore the traumatizing best friend who for her was like that family.

At the moment, in a cafe.

Glorien and Lola's laughter was stared at by Sakti with bitter smiles. He didn't join. Just standing in a corner without wanting to be seen by the woman he was staring at.

But honey, someone just hit him until he fell. Glorien and Lola found him.

“Sakti!” The two women mentioned simultaneously.

“Glo!” he waved his hand stiffly. “La.”

“You're here?!” asked Glorien's astonishment after the man approached him.

“Iya.”

Sakti chuckled while lowering her body sitting next to Glorien. “And the cave can say no, La!” I grinned, then turned to Glorien. “Hay, Dear.”

Glorien raised an eyebrow accompanied by a funny smile. “The second greeting is quite sweet,” he said then chuckled.

Lola thaws with delicacy. “Cihh! Start the cave so batnyamuk.”

“Ahaha!” Glorien laughed in satisfaction.

Another with Sakti. Glorien's charming face looked at him as if he was in a vacuum. If Glorien's smile could be looked at as he pleased as he is now, Sakti would be the happiest man in the world. Unfortunately ....

Flashback two hours ago.

With courage in the name of a gentleman, Sakti comes to Rohan in his office like a miracle.

. . . . .

“Stay at your place, Sakti. Do not cross boundaries that you should not. Glorien I don't prepare for just anyone. Unless he can shift Samwise Will's name from the top of the business world,” Rohan said as he glanced at an online newspaper page on his laptop screen.

Samwise Will's portrait with a pose that is always turned back, making Rohan quite interested in the figure of the young businessman. There is a cynical grin that no one can judge.

The existence of Sakti sitting before him was like a wind passing by.

Sakti hit his heart. Rohan's loud and unfiltered words made him feel completely worthless. He who comes with the intention to propose, must consequently be silent, even before he expresses his true heart intention.

“But I'm really the same Glo, Om.” Sakti is still trying. Expressing not directly what the purpose of his arrival. The roar of the heart inside the chest continued to tease. A jumbled feeling gathered there wanting to explode.

“I said ... stay where you are. Or I'm gonna make your dad enjoy nothing more than what he's been trying to do all this time. If you love your father, be a obedient cat, Sakti.” Rohan's warning is no joke.

Sakti's mentality and soul are torn apart. He's insulted, but there's nothing he can do. Sakti is too soft to be able to play rough. Let's just say he's not a man because of his rabbit-like attitude.

Yep! Who's Sakti. He is just an art worker whose income has not been able to buy bugatti let alone Taman Safari.

Now he understands very well the warning of his father the other day.

“You're just a graphic design graduate. Your job is just to play ink and doodle with patterns and pictures. What can you offer in front of Lord Rohan? A picture of the Eiffel Tower in the name of love for his daughter? Or a painting of a man running 9 to poke fun at yourself in front of that rich guy?! Awake, Sakti! Glorien is not your world! Forget him and find a woman who is worth it.”

Aye!

If passed on, Sakti will only be garbage and teasing materials.

When a Samwise Will who became the standard benchmark Pascal can hold the world, then Sakti is only able to lick the globe in the campus library without being able to swallow it round and round.

His efforts to open Glorien's heart for four years were in vain. Not because Glo refused, the woman even nodded openly. But like heaven and earth, Sakti must retreat in order. Not fearing repercussions against himself, but Rohan's threat to his father was the terrible price of death.

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