The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Godforsaken.

"What?"

Anya's voice grew higher, but Jimi and the glasses woman next to her deliberately ignored Anya's expression. They even without hesitation clasping each other's hands, then smiled with satisfaction full of victory.

"Yes, it's also useless to date you. You are too barbaric. Apaan, dating has been five months but never gone. You think the courtship was for decoration? We need entertainment, cake walk, cake watch. This is only in school. Same date you are not cool. The courtship of the same rock."

"What did you say?"

Jimi's vow really hurt Anya's self-esteem. However, he was still trying to be calm even though the anger was ready to spill at any time.

"Well it turns out besides being crazy you are also deaf huh, Anya Danurdara Dusk." Jimi was laughing again. "I said you're not cool. Stone girl. Crazy and what's more, huh?" he continued while looking at the woman cheating.

"Hey! Jimi Nasution's! You want to die?" Anya's eyes are getting bigger. In the chest there is a horse race. But Jimi again ignores Anya's anger.

"Dead?" Jimi. Now his hands take fruit juice and without empathy sip the contents. Doesn't he know that Anya's heart is already burning and needs to be soothed?

"That which should perish is your kek woman. Stubborn, pretentious to be a hero. You know, because of your behavior I'm at the school. Because of your courtship I'm also considered a crazy man of fight. Because of you, I got scolded by parents. They say, hanging out with you is useless even just giving bad effects. And I thought it was true. There is no point in continuing the relationship with you," said Jimi at length.

"You have the heart, yes, Jim," Anya said. His hand was now clutching a tall glass filled with white water. I really wish someone would stop him before pouring water on Jimi and the traitor's face.

"Group?" Again Jimi pulled next to his lips, "you should not read, Him. You are the one who. You're too idealistic. Dating but not kissing. Whaan? What era are you living in? Stone age?" Jimi chuckled again. Not only Jimi, the woman whom Anya knew named Shireen also followed the laugh. They again deliberately ignored Anya's anger.

"You ..." Anya said in a deep voice. His pride is really hurt. But he had promised the mother that he would not act again. However ....

"Part of your face is standard, yes. Beautiful, sexy too. Look at your body, flat plywood cake, but it is very doubtful. As long as you know yes, you were looked at in school because your parents were rich. Try it if not, surely you will not be considered the same as children. They are the same as you because of the material. Aren't you aware?" timpal Shireen was my classmate Anya.

I swear to God, Anya really can't believe the innocent-looking girl turned out to be two-faced. The girl whom Anya considers best friend but turns out to be ....

"Alright, Beb. Mending now we're gone. No need to argue with her either. He let us talk about wherever his behavior is like that. Beauty and pretentious yes. Though the brain is big ennol," said Shireen again.

A word that cannot tolerate. He poured water from the glass onto Shireen's face as the girl tried to stand up.

"You're crazy, Him!" hardik Shireen's. His eyes glared as did Jimi.

Now back to Anya who laughs evilly. He approached Shireen and mercilessly grabbed the braided hair of the two girls. Shireen's voice was heard.

Everyone was panicking, especially Jimi, trying to get Anya's hand off her head. But Anya did not bother. He also grabbed Jimi's hair. Like a mad cow, Anya laughed wickedly while her hands remained firmly gripped by the opponent's hair. The moans are of course more echoing in the five-star restaurant. Neither Jimi nor Shireen were struggling, both bowed and asked to be released.

Anya laughed again. "Even after you said? You think I'm crazy? Ah yes, I am crazy. Only this crazy woman can keep your mouth shut for that fight. You guys said I was a big yes?" Anya laughed evilly again. He pulled Shireen's hair and Jimi got stronger. "You guys are sok yes. I have no heart. Dare to play with fire. Who do you think you are, ha! How dare to ngehina an Anya. You don't know, I was a wonder woman in this millennial era. I'm your cake pest exterminator."

"You don't go crazy. Off, His. It hurts!" Shireen groaning. But Anya's laughter returned to the air. He doesn't care about anything. People have even gathered to watch their jambak-jambuk scene live.

"Heh, rotten cup. Hurt huh? It hurt?" Anya pulled back stronger and stronger Shireen hair. "Your pain is not worth the pain I feel. You know, I've taken you to sodara. But what is this? You stabbed my own girlfriend, you cunning bitch! And you're Jimi ...."

Anya paused the word while pulling Jimi's hair. He needs air supply to just let go of the already clumped anger. "Basic fuckin' slippers! Didn't you just keep asking me to be your girlfriend? You don't want to know if you ever kneel before me? You are not inget!

"Oath, yeah. I didn't expect you to stab me with a cake like this. But yeah, that's it. If I think you guys fit in. One brain busted and another one cheesy. And you, Jim. You said you didn't want to date me because I was crazy and idealistic, right? No problem, really. The vow. I'm sincere the world you break up. I'm off your crocodile cake man. You do fit in with this Shireen cake hypocritical woman."

"You're crazy, Him. No release!" hardik Jimi's. His head feels very sick. Anya's hand grip is not playing. "If you don't let go, I'll be the same as my parents. Did you forget, my parents are committee chairmen. I'm sure you're out of school."

"No problem though. I don't mind. It's up to you to do whatever. I don't mind being outside or flanked. What is clear is that I want to teach you a lesson" Anya replied. He was really upset and angry. No longer care about anything. Whatever.

However, Shireen's hand reached for her hair. Anya groaned, her face looked up. Soon Jimi's hand also landed on Anya's left. But Anya still does not want to lose. Two on one. Who's afraid.

The dream scene continued, people just paying attention. Some even perpetuate the fight of three teenagers until two guards approached and broke up.

The struggle finished with Shireen's more fearsome appearance. The girl's braided hair was pretty much splattered. Glasses that had been attached beautifully have now been broken because it was furthest to the floor. Her eyes were red with a sick head instead of a puff.

Anya. Legs lunging. "Om, loose. I want to teach him a lesson" he said, staring at Shireen.

"Calm down. You guys are young but make a fuss. If you want to do a show, don't be here!" hardik pak guard Sangar. However, Anya who was still shrouded in annoyance paid attention to the ears. He still crashing hopes about Shireen and Jimi.

"This is not you! I'm not done giving you guys a lesson!" shouts Anya. Two guards are still holding him.

"You two better go" the security guard told Jimi and Shireen.

Shireen and Jimi packed all their stuff. I can't forget to leave some money there. Meanwhile Anya, still restrained the arms of two security guards.

"Depart, Om! This is not fair! Why am I being held while they're not?"

"Because this restaurant belongs to the Nasution family."

Suddenly Anya's eyes were round. He was shocked and just remembered that Jimi had told his uncle had a five-star restaurant.

The cravings were almost ready to come out of Anya's mouth along with the eyes that were staring at Shireen's nag. "Heh you! Here no! Our business is not finished. I still haven't taught you a lesson."

Shireen chuckles. His eyes still showed dislike. "Lesson? What lessons can you love? So sok pinter. Do you want to teach your brain a lesson?" shireen is sarcastic. "Learn first the real thing. Your grades are the lowest in a school. I wonder, what the hell superior you can get into a superior school." Shireen was silent for a moment, a smirk clearly visible on her lips. "Ah yes, I just want that who can make you go to school there is only because of rich parents. You parasite!"

"Damn you Shireen. You're muna—"

Not finished speaking Anya, Jimi has taken Shireen. "Alright, Beb. I'm sure this time his parents will not be able to help him," said Jimi.

"Heh you! Don't run! Our business is not over!" yell Anya again. But Jimi and Shireen are gone.

Now the lockdown of the two satpan has been released. They looked at Anya who also looked terrible. The hair that had been beautifully broken, was now expanding. Makeup is even messy.

"Already, Miss. Mending now you're gone. Don't make a fuss anymore" said the security guard in a low tone but clearly discredited.

Upset, hateful and humiliated, the feeling clumps in the chest. Anya passed carrying that feeling. His heart feels squeezed, the air circulation in the chest feels narrow. He walked down and accidentally bumped into someone before reaching the restaurant exit.

"Are you okay?"

A man's light voice entered the ear. But Anya who could no longer resist was upset she could not answer. He walked away from the restaurant without looking left, right or front. The sporty-looking girl with a denim jacket on the body was bowed, then rode a motorcycle splitting the city streets. Tears accompany the view. The humiliation today really made him limp. It was unexpected that Shireen who was considered kind-hearted and like his own family could stab from behind.

"What's wrong with me, Shireen? What's my lack?" shouts Anya. His voice was carried by the wind. He who wore a helmet then closed the windshield and let the tears run louder.

Feeling unable to withstand the turmoil in the chest, Anya also pulled the vehicle to a park on the side of the road. The girl opened the helmet, bowed, then covered her face with her palm.

I swear by anything, Anya really doesn't matter if Jimi betrays her, just doesn't expect Shireen to do the same. Shireen and Nara are best friends, but now Nara has left and Shireen betrays her. He has no friends and feels alone.

"You must believe .. Shireen, you must. I consider you more than a friend. If you really want and have a heart with Jimi, why not say it? Why use a sneaky kek gini?" muttered Anya lirih.

Her tears were shedding a lot. Remembering old memories of when he met Shireen first. He saves Shireen who becomes the subject of bullying because of a new child and looks cute at school. After that they became close. To the cafeteria and the road they always went together. Anya also recalled how good Shireen was, how mature Shireen was and how sincere Shireen was when teaching herself who was stupid in terms of lessons. But really did not expect the goodness of Shireen turned out to cover something.

"The girl is rotten. That girl's a hypocrite."

Anya continued to curse Shireen and herself of course. Feeling stupid for being fooled for so long and believing the false kindness Shireen showed. Anya continued as he pleased until a warm cloth covered her head.

Anya who was startled immediately turned her head, looking like a man in a tie and white shirt sitting next to her. An adult man of the same age as Dafan and Dafin.

Who is this guy? Whatwant? Don't-don't pickpockets? But if you copet why the clothes are so neat, Inner Anya wonder.

However, just as he was about to make a question, the man turned his head instead. Anya wavered, she wiped her tears.

"cry. Don't be shy, take everything out, close your head. I'd assume I didn't hear anything. When sick like this the right way to cry. I know you're hurt ...." He confirmed the suit on Anya's head to cover almost the entire face of the girl. "Cry," he continued.

So many questions in Anya's mind. However, the still uncritical feeling made him ignore anything as well. He doesn't care about men. He does not care if the person is really a pickpocket or whatever, all he wants is to spill all the frustration.

"Here, put it on" said the man again, handing him a packet of tissue.

Without asking let alone being suspicious, Anya immediately grabbed the thing. Letting sadness spill over. He cared nothing and continued to cry until the tissue in his hand ran out.

Now Anya lyrics the man next to her.

"I'm sorry, on her behalf I'm sorry."

"Huh?"

Instantly Anya's eyes glared, opened the suit that was in the head, then looked at the man who was next to her. He wanted to ask who the man was but again the speech could not be realized because the man turned his head again.

"I'm sorry for Jimi's behavior. He is like that, he is spoiled and likes to be alone. Later at home I will advise him. So you don't get too hurt. Jimi is like that."

Really, Anya's heart rippled. It turns out that guy had a relationship with Jimi.

But he was Jimi. Jimi's feeling of an only child, Anya's inner self again. He again scanned the person sitting on the chair. His jaw looked firm as he looked back ahead.

"But isn't it better this way? Wouldn't it be better if you ended sooner? I as his cousin also did not like his childish attitude like that."

"I'm sorry he. I will advise you again. He's just a puppet, so be it yourself."

Anya wipe the remains of tears and focus on looking at the man next to her. The man spoke without looking. Anya was complacent because in the dim lighting of the garden lights, the man looked handsome.

Strange indeed, when heartache was still the charm of the man made him forget the annoyance that a moment ago gnawed at the mind.

"I hope you can take the positive side. Breaking up love is common, but believe me, there is no lesson more valuable than a life lesson. Do not be discouraged, my advice go ahead, first school real, take the wisdom of everything. If Jimi and your friend are lying, just think of it as God's way to open your eyes so you don't get lost too long with such a relationship" the man said.

Anya's tongue is mute, the girl doesn't know what to say. Actually very eager to swear, spilling annoyance at the man who incidentally is the closest person to Jimi. But it is unethical to throw blame on others even more after hearing the man closest to Jimi himself who said that.

Staring closely at Anya's eyes, the man with a moustache and a big nose smiled thinly. "How do you feel?" tanyakanya.

Anya nodded.

"Then can you give it back?" ask the man again, extending a hand.

Anya was confused as to what the man was asking for. Did you ask for a tissue? His tissues are already abis, Inner Anya.

"Can you return?" repeat the man again

Anya hesitated to hand over the snot tissue, but what the man took was a suit that was on Anya's shoulder. The girl gawked for a few seconds, her face throbbing. He was embarrassed and then bowed.

However, unexpectedly the man smiled and then scrambled the tip of Anya's head. "Please forgive Jimi. And also sleep well tonight," he said as it passed.

Getting such treatment does not make Anya calm even angry. That person's words made him unable to tolerate anything anymore. Without thinking about anything, Anya stood up and shouted, "Hey! How can I sleep so well when your sister makes me like this. You idiot!"

The man paused for a moment, looked back and then returned with a smile. "Be careful when you get home."

Again Anya made gawking, instead of angry because in swear, the man even smiled and reminded.

"There's so. It seems that the man from the Nasution family is not right" he said again, wearing a helmet.

Stay at home.

Anya parked her motorcycle into the garage and entered without greeting her parents who were watching TV in the family room. The astonished Litania of course reprimanded. But Anya who was still upset ignored. He continued to climb the stairs until he came to the top floor and entered the room. Without hesitation he threw away all the gifts of Jimi and all those related to Shireen.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?" ask Litania after opening the door. Little wonder to see the youngest child busy packing something and put it in the box roughly. The girl looked completely unusual.

"Well, what's the matter, honey?" asked Litania again while holding Anya's shoulder and a lethargic face was welcomed. Litania panic. He sparred both cheeks of his youngest son and sought honesty. "Why are you, Nya? You cry? Say the same, Mother. You why? Didn't you get permission to meet Shireen? You have a problem with Shireen?"

Sighing long, Anya nodded.

"Here it is, his name is friends there must be trouble, so forget it. Finding an enemy is easy, if a friend is difficult. Shireen is a good girl, baby if you fight if only because of misunderstanding. It's okay, yeah."

Instantly Anya roared. Shireen was really good at deceiving until Litania trusted him. Luckily today he went to Shireen's house and found Jimi there. He who was upset followed the two lovebirds traitor.

Ah, remembering that Anya's roar grew louder. Litania who did not know to sit the problem was getting confused.

"Well. What are you, anyway? What's going on?" Taking off her embrace, Litania then stared fixedly at Anya's face. "By the way, let Mother understand. If only shouted where can Mother love a solution," continued Litania who was a little upset.

"Mother ... Mom, I want to quit school. I'm moving schools, Bun. I'm moving ...." Anya hugged Litania's body.

"Calm down. Calm down. Mother will do anything for you. But clearly, explain first what the problem is let Mommy understand," said Litania while patting Anya's back.

But Anya shook her head. How can you tell me about his relationship with Jimmy and Shireen. Her mother never knew she was dating.

"I want to stop. I want to change schools!" raung Anya again.

Litania's forehead frowned, her eyebrows dived sharply. Confused plus upset with Anya's attitude that always tests patience.

"May ...." Litania led Anya's body to sit on the chair, "about moving might be difficult. How did you move schools? You're already in twelfth grade. It's almost mid-semester again. Patience yes. Later after graduation you want to go to college wherever you must support Mother."

Gaining a subtle rejection from the mother, Anya's cry grew louder. He then rolled himself up in a blanket. "Anya wants to stop. Anya doesn't want to go to school and meet those damned humans again!"

"Him!"

"Already, Bun. Anya tired, want to rest," he continued and closed the entire body to the head almost 100%.

****

The Bali

Today is the last day of Dafin in Bali. His smile was so bright, he came out of the room carrying a great hope. As previously agreed that Reynal Smith will decide whether to invest or not. However, Dafin seemed enthusiastic because he believed that Reynal would agree to remember that he had done whatever the bald old man wanted, from farming, to replacing the leaking tile, for three days, fishing in the river to catch chickens. He did so even though inwardly grumbling and self-respect balked.

Three days passed well, his suffering became babu a few days at home Fia finally finished. But his smile was gone when he saw Fia was already in front of Reynal's room door. He frowned when he saw Fia's face was not as usual.

"Why, Fia? Why is your face so?" ask Dafin after arriving at the door.

Fia looked agitated. "Em .. that, sir. Em ... it .. anu ...."

Dafin sizzled and said, "You what the hell am em am em. Wanna qolqolah? You want to switch professions to become a religious singer?"

"No, sir, that's not what I meant. That's ...."

"Ah done. Not important. Rey isn't awake yet?" Dafin glanced at the clock in hand, "it's six o'clock, this. Did he not wake up yet?" ask Dafin.

Fia's getting restless. "That's Mr. Dafin, that ...."

Dafin. He who was too excited knocked on Reynal's door three times and opened it. Instantly his eyes glared at the already neat bed.

"Where is Rey's sir? What's going back?" ask Dafin again.

Again without wanting to hear Fia's reply, Dafin had already passed away going down the house and sweeping every corner of the room without a single thing being missed, so that the garden behind Fia's house did not escape the observation.

Niente. The bald man and the adjutants were nowhere to be seen. He began to panic, a bad feeling approached, Fia who was still staring at the door of Reynal's room.

"Say, Fia. Where's the bald guy?" grouchy Dafin. His hands clenched until the palms paled suddenly.

"Sir Rey is gone, sir. He left and headed to Australia at two in the middle of the night."

"What?!"

Dafin shock. His hands were squeezed, he was down, crouched down, then grabbed his own hair, frustrated. "Is the old man playing us?" annoyed with Dafin, his voice rose until everyone in the house approached.

"Sir Dafin."

Dafin raised his head and stood up. He who is angry tries as much as possible to suppress the expression so as not to run amok to the Fia family who do not know anything.

"This," said Edi again while offering a paper, "this is a deposit from Mr. Reynal for Mr. Dafin."

Bak got the gold, Dafin vigorously grabbed it. I really hope that the decision of cooperation is on that paper. However, Dafin's view returned mellow. The bones weaken instantly. The man sat down again while holding his throbbing head.

In the letter was just written a word of thanks and see you again, there were even emot hearts there and pictures of people laughing out loud.

"Bas on the old man!"

****

Stay in Jakarta. The riled face was still printed clearly and clearly enveloping Dafin, while Fia, the girl could only be silent, did not know what to say to cheer up so that the boss' mood returned. However, he knew the struggle of Dafin for a few days there. Men who have been well enough have been forced to become laborers. It is obvious how heavy the effort is.

"Sir Dafin, are we going straight to the spa?" fia said carefully.

Dafin whose mind was still in chaos just cleared his throat, the direction of his gaze was still fixed out the window. He was confused about how to explain to his parents who hoped for more. Pupus is all hope of becoming a successor. However, he failed to get Reynal Smith's signature.

Dafin sighed, he pulled his hair back, then looked at Fia. "Have you tried to contact that old man?"

"Already, sir, but never lifted, even his assistant and bodyguard also no one raised," replied Fia.

"Damn it!" Dafin cursed again, clenched his hands and then returned to the back of his hair, "yeah, we just go straight to the spa. I want to calm my mind and remove dead skin. Because the bald old man is my skin white so black like this," continued Dafin who still pitched furiously. He rested his heavy head on the car seat until the sound of the phone ringing was startling and the name of the father was written there.

"What's? Council meeting?"

Dafin's eyes glared. There was clearly fear on his face after receiving the phone call. He looked at the confused Fia. "Fia. We go straight to the office. The councils conduct annual meetings."

Whoa, Daebak. Long right? heheh like his vote and rate don't forget.