The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Feast of.

Her night.

Like getting a sugar spill, Dafin's smile was so bright with cheeks that had been blushing. He did not expect to finally announce his relationship to the public. That means everyone will know that he is the owner of Fia, the secretary who always excels in many ways. The sexy kindhearted secretary.

"Crazy. I've been horny before."

Dafin chuckled softly. He scratched his nape while arranging desires. He knows the consequences if it exceeds the limit. The secretary who has been three years and became her lover is so good at taking care of herself. The defense is very strong. It is not easy for Dafin to collapse with seduction or lure. He was curious, how did Fia grow up? Fia is a rare girl in this modern era.

But even though he could not touch, he was still grateful and sure to make Fia a wife. Women who can take care of themselves can certainly maintain the honor of the husband and the integrity of the household later. He also believes that Fia can certainly take care of their children later. That's why he's so attached to that tough girl. Fia. Dafia Diantiya's. Smart girl fierce nauzubillah.

"Sorry for a long time" said Fia while sitting in a chair. He immediately put on his seat belt. Her appearance tonight is so good with a beautiful white dress. The usual straight and squashed horse hair tonight is beautifully severed with a slight wavy. Lips that are usually only covered with lip blam are now red. What a beautiful and beautiful appearance tonight to unconsciously make a man sitting behind the wheel gnaw in amazement.

"Why did I get to like that, anyway? Weird, huh? Ugly, huh?" cecar Fia stroking clothes and hair. Frantically he even took out a powder mirror and looked at his appearance once again.

"ugly, huh? Do I have to change my clothes?" continued Fia. However, Dafin did not respond until it made the girl think badly at will. He took off his seat belt to get out.

"Where are you going?" ask Dafin at last. He pulled out Fia's hand again and made the girl sit down again.

"I want to change clothes" replied Fia.

"Ngapain replace. It's good, though."

"Really?"

Dafin nodded.

"But why were you silent?" ask Fia again

Instead of answering Dafin, he cleared his throat, then scratched his neck. "Yes, put the seat belt on again. We're goin. The show will start soon."

Fia grumbling. It is not that he gets the answer he is instead ordered. He lazily put the seat belt back on.

Dafin cleared his throat again. His eyes fell on Fia's ears. "What's in your ear?" tanyanya pointed.

"This?" Fia held onto her earrings, "of course time earrings yes necklaces," Fia replied with a jutek. He's still upset.

"Yes, I know it's earrings. But why do you wear. That's really ugly. Mending off."

Fia immediately covered her ears, then glared sharply. "You forgot? It's our own who loves."

"Masa? That's an earring from me what's from Dafan?"

Sounded insinuating, Fia so keki also made.

"Of course from you. You don't believe it? Wanna fight?" Fia's eyes had already narrowed sharply.

But Dafin just ignored him and turned on the car engine. Slowly the car came out of Fia's rented yard.

"The time itself that bought but itself that forgot?" fia with a manyun lips.

Dafin who heard the soft insinuations pulled his lips together without even looking at Fia. "Yes, but the time on display in the storefront is really good. That's why I don't recognize."

Fia looked straight at. "So you think it's fitting that I wear these earrings to be ugly, is it?" sulk Fia. His lips are advancing. He even squinted his eyes.

However, instead of answering Dafin, he shuddered his shoulders. Fia is getting worse. He nodded and threw his face towards the window. Instead of being praised he got a slur. Cruel you Fergusso.

"Take off the earrings. I'll return it to the store." Dafin said in a flat tone.

"Seriously?" Fia closed her ears. His eyes narrowed sharply at Dafin who was driving. "Mighty spy, anyway. Time is returned. Buyin new cake, what cake."

"Mistake itself. Why just dipake. I told him three years ago. I don't think you want to make my gift."

Fia gulped. His face turned instantly awkward. "It is not possible to wear jewelry every day. We're working."

"Yes even so what should wait for three new years of being made?" add Dafin.

Fia is getting wrong.

"Why? Want to sniff again?"

Dafin rolled his eyes lazily. But there was a slight pull on the tip of his lips.

While Fia bowed and squeezed the branded handbag that Dafin bought. The gift he received two years ago. Same with the clothes he wears now. It was also a birthday present that he received three months ago from Dafin.

"You're weird, though. Time is given for not wanting. Can be given only for birthday. That's just one thing. I wonder why you can live with such self-limiting? The impression is that you do not appreciate me very sincere with you," said Dafin. Finally that clumped in the chest for three years gushed out as well.

"Yes I know. I don't want to eat too much of your money. I also do not want to accept your gift for fear," replied Fia. Sounds ambiguous in Dafin's ears.

Looking at the glance, Dafin could not bear to ignore Fia's words just now. "Fear what? What are you afraid of exactly? I'm not going to be gouging for a gift. It is illegal for me to ask for any more things that have been given."

Full emphasis in Dafin's last sentence. Fia's guts shrunk.

"Fearless about too many memories, so it's hard to move on," Fia replied.

"Oh .. So you ever think about breaking up?" spiteful Dafin. The tail of her eyes glanced at Fia sharply and made Fia become misbehaved.

"Yes, not really. We just have to be realistic. I'm not the idealist type so don't want the grandiose. Don't want to have a dream of heights, especially if you fall ill. So do relationships, I love you. But don't really expect to be your wife, because what? Because the soul mate remains in God's hands."

Dafin was silent. His face water is red. His hands even clasped tightly onto the steering wheel with roaring breaths.

Fia who realized it could only cleared her throat. He knew that the lover who was next to him was already in danger mode. "You don't get angry, yeah. I'm not wrong."

Dafin was silent. Not intending to answer. He was busy calming his heart so as not to end his rampage.

"In part, I intentionally nyimpen your gift so I can use it on a special day. Kayak tonight," continued Fia again with a still down position.

Suddenly Dafin's facial expression changed completely. He clapped the car and looked at Fia closely. "So tonight's a special night huh?" repeat with a flirtatious grin.

Fia who was embarrassed returned to throw away her face. His heart feels bad. Not answering. That's enough confession.

While Dafin who saw the bashful Fia cat as well ended up carving a smile. He thinks Fia's path of mind is unpredictable. After being trampled on, now his feelings were lifted back up. This fia is so different. Different from other girls that can be said there is a shrimp behind the stone.

"If so, where. Have you prepared?" dafin said, deliberately changing the subject. He likes Fia who becomes a Persian cat rather than a lioness.

Fia immediately sighed because she knew what Dafin meant. The man even raised his hand.

"Siniin" said Dafin again.

Resignedly, slowly Fia picked up the rectangular envelope from inside the bag. Doubtful he took it out, then clasped tightly as if he did not want to let go.

"Why again?" Dafin asked as he glanced at the paper Fia was holding on his lap.

"Fi." Fia called. He stared at Dafin. There was worry in his eyes.

"Why?" reply Dafin. Suddenly became uncomfortable with the look of the wailing Fia.

"Can we marry Siri?"

"What?!"

Bak got an atomic bomb. Dafan's chest rumbled wonderfully because of that one sentence. "You're serious, Fi? You're asking us to marry Siri?" repeat a little loud. "You realize what you just said? You're sober, Fi!"

Dafin then grabbed his own hair. He was frustrated and inexhaustible, how could Fia ask for such a strange thing?

"Well .. you really are. You don't love me?" continue Dafin again. There was disappointment in his words.

"It's not so, Fin. I love you the same. I love you, but ...." Lisan Fia is down. The girl even bit her lips. "I'm .. I still want to work, Fin," he continued. Wrap it out, very slowly. Dafin who heard it became astonished.

However, one that Dafin could catch from Fia's absurd request just now. His future wife was not willing to give up her dream

"You're weird, Fi. Most women ask for clarity of status. Why did you ask Siri for marriage?"

"I don't want to, Fin. I still want to work. I still want to be your secretary."

"Fi, hey .. try to catch me." Dafin opens the seat belt. "Look here, look me in the eye" Dafin said again after tilting his body.

Fia who was lowered raised her head. They look at each other. Dafin could see that there was anxiety in Fia's eyeballs. Highlight the girl's netra looks cute and looks depressed. There was even a speck of dew in his eye patch.

"Fi, please arrest me. I love you the same. I want everyone to know about us. I can't accept that you're being teased by other men. I don't want Fi."

Fia shakes. "I love you but ...."

"Fi ...." Dafin intentionally interrupted. His eyes increasingly locked onto Fia's gaze. "Partially, Fi. You can be my secretary without having to hold an ID card. You're pretty much my secretary in our household life."

"But, Fin."

"Fi, please .. don't doubt my seriousness. Are you happy? Do you enjoy other employees? Or ... can you see that I'm being teased by another woman?" ask Dafin, a little annoyed

Fia sighed. He knew very well what it was like to date secretly. For 3 years there were distractions and temptations. Neither from himself nor Dafan. So many women who want to be close to her lover. From models to other conglomerate children. Not infrequently the competitors also compete to approach Dafin. How tired his heart was to hold it all. Resisting jealousy and being formal requires a lot of energy. And those three years were an invisible hell for their relationship.

"Trust me, will you?" pinta Dafin again. Now it sounds soft and sincere

Fia tight-lipped. The white envelope in his hand held.

"Come, Fi .. trust me. Love to me" said Dafin again. His four knuckles twitched, waiting for the paper to look at Fia's face. Fia hesitated to put the paper into her hands.

Fixes. Dafin paper catch. Her smile was engraved while Fia was grumbling in annoyance.

"This paper I have received. Now at half-time seven in the evening you officially resign as secretary of a Dafin."

Fia shook her head, she changed her mind and reached out to take the paper from Dafin's hand. But damn it, Dafin put it in his pocket. Fia was whistling again. He lost

"The decision is final, Fi."

Sigh resigned, it felt very heavy leaving something very liked. Letting go of hard-earned ideals feels so hard.

But Fia also realized, her nature as a woman is to follow the husband and accompany the husband.

Dafin who understood Fia's uneasiness sighed as well. It was not the intention of the heart to break Fia's wings. It's just that the rules about the prohibition of couples working one office have become official rules. If he denies it, he is afraid that the employees will not obey even gossip how he gulps himself. Really, Dafin doesn't want to be like that.

Holding Fia's hand, Dafin said, "I'm sorry, Fi. Sorry you sacrificed so much for us. But I promise, I promise you and our children will be happy. I will redeem this sacrifice of yours with a decent life. A happy life. I will not make you regret for letting go of this precious thing. I'm sorry and thank you." He kissed the back of the woman's hand.

In-house.

The party went as it should. So many high-ranking and important people of the company enjoyed the event. There were even some state officials attending the party. Business meeting under the guise of a birthday. Neither Dafan nor Dafin are at issue. For them it is common among business families.

"Congratulations Fi, Fin. Finally you announce this relationship," said a beautiful girl in a long dress who is none other than the Maharani Side. He reached out his hand while carving out a super sweet smile.

Dafin and Fia welcomed the hand in turn. "Thank you for coming. I thought you wouldn't come" replied Dafin. He who is indeed holding Fia increasingly embrace. It was as if she did not want Fia to misunderstand. In the embrace it was also an affirmation that there was only the name Fia in his heart.

"It is impossible. I'm not the time of the former enemy let alone throw away face. No matter how much you have contributed to my life. It's just that, unfortunately" Sisi replied.

"Yes, we are not fools. Thank you for being an adult until now" Dafin said. He sipped a soft drink in a glass and looked around.

"Then, how's your relationship with him?" sela Fia while glancing at Miko who was standing at the corner of the room. The serious looking man scanned in all directions.

"Him?" reset Side. Breathing becomes the end. "Come, Fi. I feel like I'm in touch with the wall. The guy's so stiff. I sometimes think, is it okay for her to just make me as a mother to connect while for her child?"

"Hust! Not suudzon. He's not that asshole" Dafin said.

"Oh yeah?" Side chuckles. Fia also smiled.

"Yes dong. I can judge people well," replied Dafin again

"Oh yeah?" Now Fia interrupts. "Then what about me? Am I a good person?"

Dafin gulped. His eyes grew and quickly took control of his mind. He knew it was a trap. Honestly wrong, lying is more wrong.

"Hayo, why not answer?" side Goda that deliberately heats the atmosphere. Dafin's misbehavior made the two girls smile.

"Why not answered? How was I?" fia's girlfriend again.

The hug on Fia's waist instantly loosened. "You guys just talk. I'm going to the toilet" Dafin said, then hurried to turn his heels. He knows exactly what the end will be like. The best way to avoid.

"She's adorable, isn't she?" ask Sisi on Fia. Both of them were still in a position staring at Dafin's back.

Fia nodded. "Sometimes she's adorable, sometimes it sucks. Sometimes ngangenin sometimes also ...."

"Want to leave?" cut the sides and chuckle.

Fia nodded again. "That's how relationships are. There's never a sweet one until the end."

"May you be happy. I pray that everything will be done" continued Sisi again.

Fia immediately turned her head and looked at Sisi's calm face. "You too. I hope you can meet a man who really loves you. Find the attention. Don't be so funny. Fear of war gets worse and worse when you're married."

Sisi nodded. "Yes, I think the same. Sometimes I have doubts about Miko. All this time that made me survive with him yes because of his son, Love. Her son is so sweet. Submissive and funny. I'm in for wonder. Is Miko really her father?"

"Hust, don't do it" Fia said again.

Sisi chuckled for a moment and then the mangosteen. "Yes, I know. I know love is her son. Sometimes I just don't think. Rigid Miko can produce pretty seeds and cute cakes of Love."

"Yes, we know. Who knows, Miko used to be humorous. Trus changed after the fire country attacked," Fia joked.

Both of them were both smiling, but their happy expressions faded when they heard the gloom from behind. Miko in an all-black suit stood upright in the back with a face full of seriousness.

"Sorry Miss Fia. Can I talk to Miss Sisi for a minute?" her door.

Fia touched the nose. He tried so hard not to laugh. How can a man call his own girlfriend Miss? Jeez ....

"Can, Miss?" ask Miko again.

Fia nodded then let go of Sisi and Miko with a smile.

"You guys are a weird couple" he murmured softly.

In that happy euphoria, there was a pair of eyes that Dafan had staring at Fia from the second floor. In solitude, in helplessness it stands alone without anyone knowing.

Tight, heavy, heart like a big rock. Even though it has been years trying to forget it still feels strange. It's like a heart is empty and it's disturbing.

Dafan began to ponder the words of his mother. If the pain is unavoidable. The most powerful way is to face. Any pain over time will definitely get used to it if often together. The most effective remedy is to face the pain itself.

Slowly Dafin came down. It approached Fia who was walking towards the inauguration.

"Pick on fruit salad. It's safer."

Fia jumped. He looked for the origin of the voice and saw Dafan standing behind him. The twin of the prospective husband looks handsome with a white tuxedo.

"Choose that," repeated Dafan pointing at the pile of fruit that had been divided into cups as big as a bowl. "If you eat it I guarantee you weight will not increase. It's late at night. Fruit snacking is healthier than solid food. It's not funny if the bride-to-be fits in a small reception dress?"

Fia speechless. He followed Dafan and enjoyed a bowl of fruit salad. Dafan himself stood up and looked at it.

"Why? asked Fia wrongly. Dafan's shady gaze made him feel even more guilty.

"Congratulations. Congratulations on your marriage" Dafan said, extending a hand. "In two weeks our status is no longer as friends but brother-in-law. I hope this relationship will continue at any time."

Fia welcomed that outstretched hand. "Thank you so much for your prayers ... Brother-in-law," replied Fia. A little awkward to say the last word.

"Of course .. sister-in-law."

The handshake slipped slowly along with Dafan's retreating steps. Fia was able to catch Dafan's sad expression just that the only way was to let go. Letting Dafan forget himself.

"I hope you can find someone better than me," said Fia with eyes still fixed on Dafan's back that slowly disappeared in the crowd of invited guests.

Dafan decided to get out of the house using a back door that happened to merge with the garage. He took his car out and split the streets of the capital that was already thick and dark.

Really, he needs fresh air to fill the chest cavity is so tight.

While in the other corner of the room, it looks Anya is restless. She who was wearing a beautiful sea blue dress seemed to bite the tip of the nail. His eyes moved wildly staring at the cellphone screen until the sound of clattering shoes disperse the activities carried out.

"lyr ... Monik ...." Anya's face suddenly turned pale. He scanned the two girls with nanar.

"Why hide here?" tanya Lyra—a girl of Anya's age. A college student who both majored in the arts like himself.

"Yes, it's been searched here, even here" added Monica. A girl with an open chest dress. His eyes looked at Anya with a probing and cynical look. "Don't tell me you want us?"

Pause for a moment. Monica again raised an intimidating look. "You're not that cake, are you? You're not a liar, are you, Nya?"