The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

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Enter them in the magnificent mansion belonging to the Darmawan family, arguably the most influential person in the company. Darmawan and his wife—Maryam—have stocks that can be said to be quite unshakable. If the family had no influence, Dafin would have kicked her for a long time considering how fierce Maryam's mouth was when she accused him.

Exhaling a rough breath, Dafin allowed the actual tie to be neat. The heart doesn't really want to come. However, it is unknown what demonic entry he so proposed to attend. He really couldn't filter the speech when he faced Fia this afternoon. His desire to hold Fia back from meeting Dafan had trapped her.

The door opened, Fia who was beautiful still stood up to welcome the salaryman out of the car. Today it looks very graceful—knee-length white dress with no arms, with hair made curls hanging. She looks beautiful, the dress is so fitting in her slim body.

"How, have I been tidy?" ask Dafin without seeing Fia. His eyes focused forward and occasionally looked around. He did not expect that there were so many guests present at the wedding of Darmawan's eldest son.

Fia nodded after scanning Dafin's appearance. "Yes, Sir. I don't think there's anything less."

"All right, let's go over there. We showed ourselves straight home."

Fia glanced at. Then why bother coming? Didn't the wedding gifts come? I even dizzy the seven roving around looking for an excuse because he refused to come. Wonder what he wants to do?

Just finished murmuring in his heart, suddenly his phone that was in his handbag rang. Fia glanced back at Dafin. The man glared at her.

"Sorry, Sir. I'm sorry to answer the phone first" said Fia. However, not yet realized his steps, Dafin even blocked his arm. Fia was clearly startled and flipped herself.

"Who? Important?" tanya Dafin was flat-tinted.

Fia flinching. Those two words were so annoying to hear, especially when seeing Dafin's expression that it deliberately upset him.

"From Kevin," replied Fia.

"If so, silent your phone. You'll call him back later if our business here is done. Now we better get in."

Fia sighed and ended up following orders. Today Dafin's wishes and tone of speech are very unpleasant to hear. His boss was looking for something because.

Both of them enter by walking in tandem. There they were greeted with a look of astonishment from other visitors, but not infrequently there were also those who lowered their heads.

"Well, I didn't expect Mr. Dafin to come. Didn't he say you had business out of town?" said the middle-aged woman with the golden-colored kebaya. He glanced at Fia and then looked back at Dafin. The woman's smile was created but somehow did not look sincere at all in Dafin's eyes.

"The plan is so, but I think it's a pity to miss a fancy party like this?" reply Dafin, he smiled and of course not a sincere smile. He was still upset with Mary.

"Then I feel honored. And I hope you enjoy this party. Oiya, your fiancee why isn't she present?" reply Maryam again.

"Side? Sorry he had business and could not attend. So the final semester students make it super busy compared to us who are entrepreneurs. You must know that. Please be understood," Dafin replied and then chuckled crisply.

"You're so pretty today. I'm pangling. It turns out that it's true said people, what is attached to the body can affect the views of others," he said again.

"Thank you for the compliment Miss Maryam," Fia replied. He could only smile awkwardly, saying Maryam somehow felt ridicule in the ears.

"I'm really, you're beautiful tonight. Just pantes my niece always praises you."

Dafin's eyebrows go up next door. He couldn't bear to not ask, "Niece? Does Miss Maryam have a niece?"

"Yes, I have a nephew. Name's Rito. He served as the head of the advertising team."

"Rito?" repeat Dafin and Fia simultaneously. Fia gawking. While Dafin, mimic his face changed total—tak happy. He remembered the story this afternoon. What a terrible coincidence.

"Yes, his name is Rito. He was appointed head of the advertising team not long ago. But Mr. Dafin is calm. He worked there purely on his own merits. I really had no part in his recruitment. Even Rito himself does not want any frills of my name," explained Maryam, he smiled. "If so, I say goodbye. I want to greet the other guests. I hope this little shaving party can cheer you up."

Maryam left Dafin and Fia.

"You know Rito?" ask Dafin after a long day of fasting. He caught a glimpse of Fia then walked towards the buffet. Fia followed from behind.

"Familiar, I dealt with him several times. I just didn't think he was Miss Maryam's niece" Fia replied.

Dafin. He took a glass of red wine from a waiter who happened to pass by, and drank it slowly. "Tomorrow I want you to make an announcement that in one company no one can date. The rules will come into effect tomorrow. Note that," Dafin said full of suppressors.

Fia suddenly gawked. His mouth even opened for a few seconds. "But, Sir. Doesn't that violate human rights?" ask Fia. He stopped taking the cake because he was shocked to hear Dafin's orders just now.

Dafin. He put the glass on the table. "It depends on each perception. For me it's the most effective way to eradicate the so-called baper. Intar if you have problems with the pair impact on their performance. I don't want anything like that. Better to prevent than cure. And if they still muddle too. One of them has to come out. Take note of that."

"But, Mr ...."

"No rebuttal, Fia."

Fia ended up agreeing even though inwardly arrogant with the rules that Dafin had proposed earlier. He took some cake stamps and ate them. I swear, he needs sugar intake to neutralize emotions that have exploded because of Dafin. He continued to eat the cake without being able to taste sweet until the sound from behind shocked.

"Fia, I didn't think we'd meet here."

Fia gawked, while Dafin snorted. His face was suddenly unsightly.