The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Challenges

"Sir, Mr. Dafin. Awake, Sir. We've arrived."

Feeling that the awakened did not respond, Fia shook even stronger. "Sir, Mr. Dafin. Awake, Sir. We've arrived" he repeated again in a slightly high tone.

"Ebuset she's handsome but sleeping keco cake is really, really. Rich man's appearance, but his sleep was all over the rice field aja."

However, for some reason when it was close to the boss's face, Fia felt interested. The more you see, Dafin's face looks more handsome.

Now their distance is very close, only a few inches. Fia swiftly scanned the entire face of Dafin. Absent one by one, eyebrows are thick eyes, lashes plump nose and lips. The person's lips tend to be thin with a slightly reddish color. Not to mention there was a faint cleavage on his chin.

Fia was anxious and somehow carried away by the current from where she wanted so badly to touch that split chin. However, it had not been able to touch, its hands were already blocked and Dafin's eyes were opened. Fia who flutter stand up and head hit the hand grip.

The girl complained because her head was quite throbbing and felt dizzy.

"What do you want?" ask Dafin who put on a flat face.

"I just want to wake up, Father." Fia still rubbed her head.

Dafin got out of the car and saw the expanse of rice in the rice field before his eyes, his forehead frowning. He then returned to see Fia who was still in pain.

"I told you, I have a boyfriend. So don't ever think or hope to be my woman" she said coldly.

"Eh, no, sir. I don't" replied Fia, shaking her hand.

But the Dafin response was only the pull of one lip. A gesture that made Fia curse the man inwardly. He was upset with Dafin's arrogance, just speechless.

"Oh yes, I did not tell you to wake me up when I got to Mr. Reynald's place. Then why did you bring me here?" asked Dafin, he stepped up and approached Fia.

"This is according to the address that the office gave sir. Mr. Reynald said he was on holiday here. In this Jatiwulih," said Fia.

"Masa? Then where is he?" ask Dafin again while looking around. Many houses are still relatively simple but still charming in the eyes. In the confusion Dafin smiled. He followed Fia's steps until the two stopped in front of an old building but still looked solid.

"Are you sure that guy lives here?"

"Related, Sir. I memorize the ins and outs of the village here, this is the address I received," Fia said with a very wide smile. He even showed the phone screen as proof that the address was correct.

Dafin who was still in disbelief, budged. It feels strange that the billionaire who is classified as stingy and hard-hearted choose to stay in a very, very simple house like the one in front of him.

"Fia!"

Someone's call shocked Fia and Dafin. Both of them immediately looked for the direction of the voice and found a couple in their fifties approaching.

"Fia, you know them? They're si—"

Not yet had oral Dafin realized, Fia instead released the suitcase and immediately scattered to the two people in turn.

"Mr ... Ibuk, how are you? Same father as Ibuk from the rice fields?" cecar Fia with a sparkling face. So happy, the girl forgot that there was a fierce boss who was in upset mode was standing behind her.

This means what try? He's gonna make me go to his house? Well really, the Fia. The secretaries have no morality. He deliberately brought me here when I had to quickly finish business. Watch out for you Fia. Dafin growled as he approached, he cleared his throat. "Fia, are they your parents?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, Sir. Sorry I forgot to recognize. Fia looked at the two old men she had just kissed the back of her hand. "Sir, Buk, this is Fia's boss, his name is Mr. Dafin."

Although Dafin's heart had accumulated a myriad of frustrations, he still had to maintain decency.

Poking out his hand, Dafin said, "Include my name Dafin I'm Fia's boss in the office."

However, instead of answering and welcoming Dafin's hand, Marina—ibu Fia— pulled back the child's hand. He whispered, "Fia, why are you home, you fired?"

"Not Buk, that's not it. Fia and Mr. Dafin have business here," replied Fia no less slowly to make Dafin feel embarrassed, his hands were not welcomed and even suspected.

Feeling that her suspicions were untrue, Marina approached again and pulled Dafin's hand. The woman looked happy, even though the wrinkles already looked real, still a smile was clearly imprinted there. He held Dafin's hand tightly. "I'm sorry, Sir. I don't know. I think Fia made a mistake so she was sent home."

"No Buk, not like that. We do have needs around here," Dafin said, suppressing embarrassment and resentment. Really, Fia the girl had been toying with her pride from the start of work. If you are not with others, it is certain that he will nag to resolve the frustration.

"Thank you very much, sir. Thank you for hiring my careless son. But even so, he was still hardworking and responsible."

Dafin nodded while covering his lips. He only agreed with Marina's words and could not bear to talk about the Fia's work contract period of only 3 months.

"Yes, Mom, it's okay, I need Fia too."

"Oh yes, Mr. Dafin, this is my Father" explained Fia.

Dafin reached out again and was quickly welcomed by Edi.

"Oh yes sir, Buk. Sorry to interrupt. If I may want to talk to Fia for a minute." Dafin stared intently at Fia. "Fia can we talk for a while there," he continued in a made-up friendly tone.

Fia who sniffed there - there was an unpleasant smell with the expression of the boss just smiled clumsyly while nodding. However, there was no time to get away, came someone from behind who was followed by several bodyguards past them and approached Edi and Marina.

"Father of Edi, is this the son of the Father whom you often tell?" ask that guy. Rebashing words made Dafin and Fia glare. They have a real pity that the face of the man who spoke was that of the billionaire, Mr. Reynal Smith. American man with mixed Indonesian and American blood. The world's leading and most expensive furniture entrepreneur. Not only a businessman, Reynal Smith is also a collector of antique objects.

"Yes, Mr. Rey. This is my firstborn. Called Fia. He just arrived. He said there was work in the area" Edi said.

Dafin who was shocked was stunned for a few seconds. Unexpectedly the person being sought was already in sight and even more puzzling, the man was only wearing ordinary farmer clothes. It is a confusing and rare sight.

Seeing Dafin's shock, Fia whispered, "Sir, his mouth please close a little."

"Oh so you're the heir to the Big Group?" sela Reynal would not shake Dafin's hand. The embarrassed Dafin immediately clenched his hands and pulled them back. He had expected that Reynal was not friendly and of course would not be easy to deal with.

"Yes, Sa—"

Again oral Dafin is not realized because Reynal has passed through it without caring or hearing Dafin's explanation first. The white-headed old man with an age of almost 60 years old was waist-deep up to the terrace and then cross-legged. While his bodyguard stood upright around the stilt house owned by Fia's parents.

"I know what you want. Honestly, I was surprised to find out that his son Mr. Edi is working with you. But I want to have lunch first."

Fia and Davin were stunned, but not for Marina and Edi. Edi follows Reynal Smith while Marina embraces the girl. "Come, Son. Enter first. We're having lunch."

Fia was still staring until Marina said again, "Calm down. Mr. Rey is very kind. He has been here 3 days. He's very friendly, Fia. So come. We had lunch together. Whatever your business, it can be done later. Mr. Rey here has Magh's pain, so he can't eat late."

Without asking much questions, Fia and Dafin also attended lunch. Fia enjoy the food ala-ala village—tumis kale, fried fish mujaer tempe bacem and sambal terasi, do not forget the neglapnya yam leaves. All so enjoy the lunch that has been presented is no exception Reynal Smith, the rich old man smiled while enjoying the food that Marina cooked.

But not Dafin. He is a little uncomfortable with the style of eating Fia and family. They ate cross-legged with five fingers. The usual way of eating is actually, only Dafin who has never practiced a little overwhelmed.

"This is sir," said Fia while proffering a spoon, "Father use this only if it can not," continued Fia and then sat back down.

"Thank you" replied Dafin. However, not yet had time to hold the spoon, a Reynal dehumanization again shocked Fia and Dafin.

"If you can't eat with your hands, how can you grow your company."

Original, a Reynal curse makes Dafin again gawk. He swallowed and put the spoon back. Slowly, he also ate.

Lunch was over as it should have been. Marina Edi and the Fia sisters have entered the house. While Reynal, Fia and Dafin remained seated on the terrace. They're waiting for Reynal to finish his cigarette.

"Why are you here? I have not stressed. I'll sign the contract if your father comes" Reynal said for the first time after ten minutes of silence.

Quickly Dafin shuffled and approached Reynal, as did Fia. They looked seriously at Reynal. "Look at Mr. Rey. Actually I asked to be sent here. Sa—"

"That's it. Just get to the point," cut Reynal.

Again Dafin gulped. Just met Reynal had stepped on his pride many times. However, for the sake of the company he swallowed also a sense of annoyance.

Taking a breath, Dafin took out some papers and a laptop from the bag. "Look at Mr. Reynal. I want to make a proposal. I'd like you to cooperate with our company. I'd like you to review first."

But Reynal's expression was just a lip-pull. The old man sucked back on the cigar. "Tell me what sets your company apart from the rest."

"Our company is organized and automotive enthusiasts in Indonesia and the middle world are soaring. I guarantee you won't ru—"

"Cliches. Very cliche. You know, many come to me with various proposals and missions. But I don't approve. Do you know why?"

Oath, the blood pressure of Dafin is starting to rise. He was very unhappy with this Reynal, but had no choice, he ended up nodding because he wanted to know the reason why this Reynal was so chatty. Many companies offer cooperation and of course excessive profits, but still rejected outright. Same with him now. He felt played but could not reply. Dafin just silently waited for the continuation of Reynal's words.

"I refuse them not because they are unfavorable. But more to instinct."

Whats? Dafan immediately rounded his eyes. Which crazy businessman refused a huge profit out of premonition.

"But, I guarantee you won't be kece—"

"Mr Dafin" Reynal said. He puffed smoke into Dafin's face until the handsome man coughed. "You want me to invest, don't you?"

Dafin nodded even though his chest was still filled with cigarette smoke.

"If you want, hand over your wallet, your phone, your car keys, first" Reynal said.

"But Mr. Rey ...."

"If you don't agree, it doesn't matter. I would be happy to assume that our meeting and this discussion never existed. How's it?"

Dafin became nervous. My father was very hopeful about this contract. He must also prove to the board and directors that he is able to lead the company. But ....

"How's it?" ask Reynal again.

Without asking more questions, Dafin also handed over his wallet and car keys as well as a mobile phone. He even emptied the bag so Reynal could believe it.

"good. You are so excited." Reynal chuckled lightly as he picked up the Dafin item and put it in the basin. "From now on. Do whatever you want."

"Huh? You mean?"

"Yes do whatever it takes to survive here. I want to see how persistent you survive without capital from parents. I want to see your sincerity."

Again Dafin was stunned. This is beyond his human reason. How can he survive without money. Especially in Bali.

"How many days?" ask Dafin. Though in doubt, but still everything has happened. Determination is round and self-esteem is a bet. I will not go home without a contract of cooperation.

"Be a rice farmer for three days. After that I will decide where our relationship is going. Can we continue to work together. Or just a relationship of friends seatap only," said Reynal. He extended a hand. "How about, Deal Mr Dafin?"

Dafin welcomed him. "Deal."

All right, I'll prove that I deserve to be a leader. I will prove that my ability can keep the company successful. I will prove my success is not because of money derived.