Stuck in Marriage with a Wife

Season 2's. Part 04's.

Agam Robson 39. He is not a young man but an adult man. The trauma of the past being left behind by the person she once loved is now still completely attached to her chest.

"Morning, Dad. Morning Mother" he said to the two men.

"Morning too, Son," replied Robson and Ratih who had been waiting for them at the dinner table.

"Come, Son. Breakfast." Practice applying bread with Agam's favorite jam.

"Thank you, Mother," replied Agam.

All three breakfasts as usual while having a warm conversation. Such is the activity every morning, as busy as anything Agam he did not forget to take time for his parents.

"Son, don't you want to have a family like Baby A?" robson asked his son.

Agam was momentarily silent and astonished to hear the question from his father. During this time his parents never mind him who has no life partner and has not been married in adulthood.

"You're old enough, Son. Look for a partner who can accompany you in joy and sorrow" Robson advised his son.

After breakfast Agam said goodbye to go to the office. All the way to the office the man was silent. Dreaming with a blank look. What his father said was true he should have thought about married life. But to be honest until now he has not found a woman he can be with and cooperation to love each other.

"Are you all right, sir?" asked Yakob Agam's assistant.

"Hem, Yakob have you ever thought of getting married?" ask Agam. His assistant was also quite old and still at home in solitude.

Yakob was silent for a moment. Then shake quickly.

"I haven't thought about it, sir," Yakob replied honestly. He is accustomed to being busy by work and is not at all interested in marriage.

"Why?" ask Agam curious.

"It's okay, it's just that I still want to enjoy my youth, Master," Yakob replied as he nodded respectfully.

Agam mangosteen, his assistant was not thinking about getting married as well as himself who still wanted to enjoy his youth.

"Do I look old, Yakob?" Agam stared at his reflection in the car glass.

Yakob actually wanted to answer yes but was afraid if Agam went berserk.

"You are only an adult, sir," said Yakob, forcing a smile. Yet another in the mouth of another in the heart.

"It's okay, the important thing is that I'm handsome," said Agam knotted and confident. "I'm even more handsome than Alta" he said. Agam chuckled softly at the thought of Alta nearby for sure his half-brother would protest.

Yakob smiled wryly but inwardly expressed his master's confidence.

The car driven by Agam stopped in front of a skyscraper. When he came down, he immediately became the center of attention, especially for women who are still single. Agam is a handsome man beloved by a million people, a firm and brave face with a cold gaze that looks so challenging for women.

Brak!

Someone accidentally hit his back.

"Aww," the girl groaned on the floor.

Everyone stared at the girl including Agam who turned around.

"Aw, it hurts," his screams stroked his ass.

Agam folded both his hands on his chest and looked at the girl with a full glance. Who is this girl? Are they new or old employees? He had never seen the girl before.

"Do you not want to help me, Sir?" satirize while standing.

"Why should I help? Was it my fault?" Agam narrowed his eyes with a mocking smile.

"Basic has no heart. Handsome but cruel," he said.

"What did you say?" I looked at the girl sharply.

"You just realized I'm handsome?" Agam fixed his half-shifted suit.

"Yes, Sir. You see yesterday I was amnesiac," replied the girl displaying a barrage of her white teeth.

Agam did not respond he just walked into the elevator and was followed by Yakob who dripped his briefcase.

"Who's the girl?" ask Agam.

"It looks like he's a marketing employee who just got in a few weeks ago, sir," Yakob explained.

"I just saw him" said Agam again, inserting his hands in his pants pocket.

"He did not come in a few days, sir," replied Yakob again.

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"Ra, you're really looking for trouble with the boss himself" said his friend.

"Boss?" repeat the girl.

"Yes, the one you hit was Mr. Agam, the CEO and owner of this company," his friend explained, echoing himself because of the girl's attitude.

"CEOS?" reworked.

The girl sat quietly on her stool.

"Then?" He glanced at his friend.

"Who dares to have trouble with him will definitely be taught a lesson" explained Dini.

The girl was excited and had no interest in what her friend said.

"Aren't you afraid?" Dini slammed her eyes at the girl.

"Fear what?" his forehead shriveled in wonder.

"Yes afraid, who knows you will be called" said Dini.

The girl was indifferent while turning on her computer. He breathed a sigh of relief because he was free from the boys who wanted to marry him. Old man bangka, distended stomach and already have five wives but still keukeh want to marry him because of the debt of his parents. It was fortunate that he had a brilliant intelligent brain so that he could outsmart those large-bodied people.

"Huh, I hope they don't find me. I have to run, but where? Want to stay at the boarding house? Just haven't studied." He only entered a few weeks ago at this company and one Sunday did not enter on the grounds of illness permission, even though he was afraid of being caught.

"The only way that people don't come after me is to find a new boyfriend. But who wants to be my girlfriend?" He seemed to be thinking hard with the finger he was knocking at the end of his temple. "Why is there no man who wants to be with me? I am beautiful! Smart and ingenious. Got a lot of ideas," he cried his own monologue.

His friends who were in the room with the girl only shook their heads when they heard his chatter.

"Search for a rented girlfriend?" abugn. "But who?" He sighed softly.

"Good morning Miss Amora."

The girl who was busy chattering herself turned to her man.

"Eh, good morning, sir." He stood up and fixed his slightly messy hair.

"Sorry Miss, you are called Young Master to his room" Yakob said, conveying his intention to meet the girl.

"Huh? What for, Mister?" The girl's feelings began to flutter. He glanced at his friends who were whispering to each other.

"You come with me, Miss. Later you will know, too," replied Yakob smiling knot. He also did not know what Agam meant by calling this girl into his room.

Seriate....