The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Who's he.

"Fia, can you come out first" Dafin ordered.

Fia agreed and there lived Dafin and the old man in black uniform named Rio.

"Sit down, Om," bargained for Dafin while lifting from the seat of pride. He sat opposite Rio. "What, is there a bright spot about last night?"

Rio handed me the brown envelope. "We're still looking to find out. But the obvious suspect is a man."

Dafin who was upset opened the envelope quickly and plastered some photos. A man in black hoodies has been caught on security cameras several times. It's just that his face is not clear because it's covered in a mask.

Dafin. "This man is really intent on destroying me, Om," said Dafin.

"Yes it seems like it is. He even used a fake license plate. But I will try to catch him faster," said Rio reassured.

"Alright Om. I hope it's over soon. I can't wait to see what kind of person I'm trying to mess with" Dafin replied. His hands clenched tightly, he then saw another envelope that was in Rio's hands. "And about my other request."

Rio again handed the brown envelope and Dafin who was impatient to tear it apart. The man was really curious about Sisi. He used to be so blinded by love that he just found out. According to him a good girl like Sisi would definitely not be able to lie. However, it turns out that assumption is a big mistake. Now he's going to find all the information about his girlfriend.

"His real name is Rahma. This girl is an adopted child, she grew up in Kasih Ibu orphanage in Jogja. He was there until the age of eight years before finally the Handoko family adopted and took him to live in Bandung," said the skinny man with wrinkles on the face. Even so, it still looks polite and disinclined to Dafin, the little boss. The big boss is Chandra.

Dafin. His face turned soft. Sisi had already kept such a big thing from him.

"Then?" ask Dafin again. His hand just kept opening sheet by sheet of photos that were there. Portrait since Sisi small, teen to adult. Even the photos of the girl while doing ospek were there as well. "Is there anything suspicious about him other than the adopted child?" continued Dafin.

Rio gulped. Investigating Sisi lets him know that Dafin has a relationship with the girl.

"Tell me, Om. I'm ready to hear anything. I misjudged this girl. Three years in a relationship didn't make me understand him at all. Say, Om. Tell me everything."

Dafin let out a heavy breath after saying that sentence. I really want to forget last night. The problem of the adopted child is also not a constraint, only he wants to dig deeper. But there is no denying the fear that the truth will make him hurt and end up hating the girl.

"He's smart, just closed and after graduating high school he disappeared for a year, he ...." Pause for a moment. Rio moistened his lips with saliva before taking a breath. He was very confident that the follow-up information would make the little boss heartbroken or perhaps even in shock.

While the impatient Dafin scanned Rio's face even more. It was obvious the look on the man's agitated face.

"Om Continue. She why? What's he been doing for a year? Then where was he for that year?" cecar Dafin was impatient. He even held his own knee.

"She was pregnant and gave birth to a baby girl" Rio continued.

Bak was bombed. Dafin. He died said. Only the eyes are able to operate. He really did not think that Sisi had another side.

"W-What's Om Rio sure?" tanyanya. Really hoping it was just a lie, but what was Rio lying for? Rio is a confidant of the father after all. Suddenly his head seemed to be breaking. The fact that Sisi has children is hard to accept.

"I'm sure. Not many people knew this because she gave birth secretly. Only parents and family know. At birth, the child was adopted by a distant colleague. His name is Irfan, a piano teacher," Rio explained steadily. I've taken the responsibility for pity. It was better for him that the little boss knew that now.

Dafin rests his back on the sofa. Really, he didn't know what to comment. "Side, why can you hide this big thing? Why?" his murmurs watered while restoring hair. He strongly hopes the pain of the side lie subsides a little. But what was there was even more furious. He looked at Rio.

"Then who's the son of a son's biological father's son? Why aren't they married? Why would he let Sisi go through it all by himself?" ask Dafin again with emotions that have exploded.

"No one knows about that. He kept the identity of the man secret. No one knows but him. And that's why his relationship with his brother became tenuous. He was willing to be banished rather than mention the name of the man. Handoko, who loves Sisi, decides to deal with the matter in secret and then sends the girl to Jakarta. And about the child, once a week Sisi always visit him," said Rio again.

"At least once a week?" repeat Dafin as if to ensure the sense of hearing. "That means her son is here?"

Wait a minute, isn't the little girl who was in the hospital last night really her child? Dafin. His heart is getting sick. He looked at Rio again and found a nod of his head.

"Oh God Side ...."

Rio was still staring fixedly at Dafin who was rubbing a riled face violently. He then went back to saying, "And another one, as I was investigating this girl, it turns out that before the collision occurred there was chasing the taxi he was riding before finally losing control and crashing into the back of a parked truck."

"What?" The blood pumping of Dafin instantly came to a halt. His hands clenched tighter. The usual colored palms are now pale. He's wrathful. "I mean this is no ordinary accident? But intentional?" he nodded with a high voice.

Dafin restored his hair and grew even more upset when he heard Rio say yes.

"It seems like there are too many secrets of the girl that we don't know" Rio continued.

Silence, Dafin calmed down. He fell down with his hands holding up his heavy head. It turns out there are so many secrets Sisi doesn't know. From the lies to the reason why anyone would want to harm him.

Dafin quickly got off the couch, picked up a suit and put it on. "Om, please find out who the jerk who hurt Sisi is. Please also find information about the man who has impregnated him. And send out the address of the person who adopted her child," Dafin's orders were directly supported by Rio.

Without many words, Dafin also rushed out of the room with a problem that was increasingly thought of increasingly strange. He snorted and by the door accidentally quarreled with Fia. Fia who was carrying a tray of coffee and a bouquet of flowers, was confused.

"Where is Mr Dafin going?" tanyanya yelling.

"I have a need. Please cancel all today's schedules." Dafin's eyes scanned the bouquet of flowers Fia was holding. Congratulations on her recruitment there. "If there is a solicitation for lunch or dinner from another company, please refuse carefully" Dafin continued.

Fia. His eyes began to glaze over as the effects of allergies began to appear.

"And one more. From now on do not accept any parcels including flowers. Remember that."

****

A simple white-fenced house became the center of Dafin's view. He was still staring at the courtyard of the house even though it had been almost two hours. His eyes continued to be fixed on the figure of a small child who was playing with a doll with a woman who yesterday introduced herself as Erlina.

"So he's really Sisi's son."

Dafin sighed after saying that, his heart again felt pierced by sharp objects, pain, pain, pain. Sisi lied to his sincere and serious self.

Now Dafin's eyes were fixed on a heart-shaped pendant that was clad in the middle glass of the car. A portrait of those who were laughing together. There, Sisi looks happy with her. Who would have guessed that girl kept a myriad of secrets?

Dafin sighed again. Disappointment still dominates. He did not know what to do when Sisi realized later. Do I have to accept and forget the girl's lies? Or reject and blame?

Honestly, he is difficult to accept the fact that Sisi already has children from other men.

"Side, who are you? What do you want? What motive? Why do you have to cheat me to keke gini, anyway? Is it because of money? But why have you never wanted the money I gave you? You never want to buy the things I buy. You're stubborn Sisi. You always amazed me with that attitude. But why is this now?" he muttered while hitting the steering wheel. A pained hand is not worth the pain of a lie. He started the engine and headed to the hospital.

There, in a hospital-style scented room, Dafin stood up. He looked closely at the face of the sleeping side. Only the sound of the monitor sound mediates. He continued to stare and unconsciously there was water in the eye.

Not wanting to continue, he also wiped the tears that almost fell. "Hey, Maharani Side, who are you really? What is your intention to approach me? Are you feeling sincere?" Pause for a moment, Dafin tried to calm down by taking a deep breath. "Please wake up. Get up and explain everything. Explain that I don't misunderstand. Explain who tried to kill you."

After removing the teardrops, Dafin passed away leaving the ICU without seeing a water that came out of his girl's eyes.

****

Meanwhile, at the same hour but different city and place came out a woman dressed all in black with a matching colored hat. He scanned the surroundings standing with his eyes covered in sunglasses. He swept around and looked an honest housing very simply. Not the same as the elite housing complex owned by his family. There is only a minimalist house with a front yard that enough to accommodate one car only. The girl sighed fretfully. Freedom and luxury have completely vanished from the grasp.

"Now my name is changed. It was no longer Anya the son of a rich man but Anya the son the family threw away," he murmured resentfully.

Now the girl's eyes saw Sulaiman who was busy taking out his belongings and luggage.

"Sulaiman, is this the real address?" tanyanya.

"Yes, Non. it's his house" Sulaiman replied, pointing to a green house with a small courtyard. An apparition that made him sigh again.

"Mother kejem very ama own child. I was told to live in a small house so, where the pocket money is equal to only 200 coins," he murmured while removing two red sheets of money from his pocket. He looked at the money. "Where to transfer it once a week," he lamented again.

Recall the words of the mother this morning.

"Save in there. Don't be wasteful and don't look for it. Jatah you will send Mother once a week. So don't let you cause trouble. If you make a problem, Mother will help. But it has to be changed" Litania said, inserting her clothes and important letters into the suitcase.

"I mean Mother replace?" repeat Anya who has stopped her makeup activities. Honestly, Litania's words gave her goosebumps.

"Yes replace, if you make trouble and need money, Mother will help, but you have to pay from your pocket money. If you owe a million, mean your pocket money Mother cut twenty thousand. Well will cut Mother continue until the result is a millionth genep," explained Litania who regardless of the surprised expression of the child.

"Bad mother! Now not only be a tyrannical boss but Mommy doubles as a middleman as well," sumpul Anya while leaving Litania.

Argha! Given that, Anya is getting upset. But somehow got luck from the god of mana, Anya's eyes suddenly saw a hundred thousand money in the middle of the road. Suddenly his eyes turned green. He sparkled and without a second thought rushed to take the money.

Unexpectedly a motor vehicle speeding towards him. The sound of the horn was resuscitated but Anya who was shocked did not move until she had a motor stepping on the brake pedal suddenly and slammed the handlebar in the opposite direction. Motorcycle that can not tolerate sudden movements began to roll and make the rider ended up slumped and rolled several times.

Anya panic. He ran over to the black helmeted rider with a matching colored leather jacket.

"Yes, Om. I was unintentionally. Is it okay?" tanyanya while helping the person sit down. He noticed the rider's clothes and the scuffed motorbike. Suddenly he had trouble swallowing saliva when he found out the motor that had smelled the asphalt was not an ordinary motorcycle but the latest Harley Davidson motorcycle.

Oh, my God, damn it. Gegara a hundred thousand I have to spend tens of millions. If this is until I become a grandmother Mother will collect debts, Inner Anya.

Original, he was terrified. Afraid of getting angry with Litania and afraid of the poor of course, not to mention the helmeted man in front groaned in pain. He quickly bent his knees while prostrating like a colossal drama when the commoners met the king.

"Om, please forgive me, Om. I was unintentionally. I'm khilaf. Please don't ask for damages, yes, Om. I don't have any money. Do not report to the police either. If until the police intervened I would not only be forced out of the city, I'm sure it would be kicked out of space. Please ... Om. If it really needs money, at least I want time to sell the kidney first," he said who suddenly turned the man's moans into laughter. He took off his helmet and found Anya still in bed.

"You are fit to live beyond the earth."