The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Second trick.

Leaving her feet in haste, Litania approached Sita who was cooking in the kitchen.

"Sir, I want to take a break first." Litania spoke while grabbing the fried tempeh that was on the dining table.

"To where? in hurry!" sita shouted while looking back. The grandson who just kissed her cheek was already in the living room.

"Nganterin Nek's. I'm afraid late. Entar cancel!"

"Yes, Ndok. Not that cake either. Don't rush. Wretched aim!" yell Sita again.

"Grandfather. I'll be careful." Litania's voice was no less loud. He took the sneakers on the shoe rack and put them on. But a red box on the terrace chair was accidentally caught. "What's this?"

Open up that box. Litania smiled after seeing the contents. A box of chocolates with various colors adorned his eyeballs. "Well, it looks good."

Litania involuntarily swallowed the saliva. He tasted one of the chocolate seeds while closing his eyes. The red chocolate was so smooth in his mouth that he liked it. "But it is so ...."

Putting the box on the table, Litania picked it up and read the greeting card inside the box. A successful piece of writing overturned his expression. He threw red paper on the floor and stepped on it. "Basar bangkotan old. I have no artistic soul. Katrok. Stale oncom. Look out for the courage to come again."

Shortly after completing the existing annoyance, Litania stunned when the Lamborghini car entered the yard of the house. Aldi—supir Fabian— is approaching him.

"What's up, Mom?" Litania asked with a frown. Seen seriously Aldi's face that is no less handsome than Fabian. "Tumben's here?"

"This I just want to take care of Mr. Bian." Handing the bag of paper to Litania, Aldi continued, "Pak Bian said, later tonight he will pick you up."

Again, Litania's forehead is getting more and more flattened. He opened the paper bag and saw at a glance that what was inside there was a black dress.

"Where to go?"

Litania asked with a confused face. Making Aldi who was eight years older than her ended up stoning a smile. "Let's just let Mr. Bian answer. I was just told to do this. Yaudah, I'm going home."

"Ta—"

Litania had not yet continued the word, a notification entered into her phone.

Fabian [Aldi's been there?]

Still with a puzzled face, Litania replied to the short message. [Udah, but where are we going?]

Fabian [Chocolate shop opening ceremony has a theme. You're a chocolate lover. Pretty, loh. You can eat there for free.]

There was a laughing emoticon at the end of the message. A picture that made him subconsciously carve out a smile. Given how kind and friendly Fabian is. The adult makes him comfortable.

***

Traffic lights are red. The traffic jam was so severe especially the bright middle sun burning skin that only layered blazer half-mast.

"Geez, the heat .... I've been entering dalem presto," muttered Litania while circulating her gaze around, she sweat rag that had poured so hard.

Whether it was luck or misfortune, Litania accidentally caught Chandra laughing with a woman in a car not far from her. A sight that adds more heat to the chest.

"Basar bangkotan crazy. Kemaren begging for a return. Now even laugh with the laen woman. God fucking. Look out for the courage to come again."

***

"I-yes, Sir. Later in the office directly I make the report." Smiling at the horse, Ara who did like to forget understood the sharp gaze of the owner of the company.

Chandra was silent again. He turned his eyes out the window, watching the busy man passing by outside the restaurant. And again-songs as big as a smile and the shadow of Litania came back. Exploring the frustration that has been lingering in him for a long time without the intention of leaving. Oh my God, Litan.

Paying close attention to Ara, Chandra began to ask, "You were sure about the trick the other day. Why do I doubt, huh?"

"Related, Sir. In this world, which woman does not lose when given what she likes. Father is really. Thank him chocolate equals romantic words."

"But why hasn't she called me yet." Chandra asked again. He even reached into pocket and showed the screen of his phone. There was no message or misscall from Litania.

Frowning, Ara placed her phone on the table and looked at Chandra's confused face. "Father bought some good chocolate, didn't you?"

"Yes, even the most expensive in Jakarta."

"His greeting card didn't forget?"

"Yes no, dong," said Chandra again.

Beard, Ara held the end of her chin and then returned to look at Chandra. "What are you writing there?"

"I wrote 'sorry' there."

A moment of silence, but a second later Ara's laughter broke out. The mother-of-one laughed witfully unable to withstand the invisible tickle. How could the famous and respected boss of many subordinates not be able to string words together? Oh my God, where to take this man's love, Inner Ara.

Snorting, Chandra felt his pride again hurt. "Well, what's the match? What am I wrong?"

Taking a deep breath, Ara tried to muffle the laughter. "Bapa is weird. Time just said sorry. This is a woman's heart, sir. There must be art in the writing let her feel flowery."

"For example ...." Chandra's getting upset. Instead of finding a solution he was told to think harder. "That's the real thing, by the way. Don't be convoluted."

"Poetry or a mash-up. Follow the current way."

"Ribet, I can't do that. Is there another way?"

Ara thought again. "Gini, your wife likes everything that smells Korean, right?"

Chandra nodded.

"Try the idol-style father. I'm sure your wife must be klepek-lepek. Especially if you express your apology with a song. Well, I'm sure your wife is straight back. Believe it, deh."

Thinking for a moment, Chandra racked his brain about Litania's hobbies. How enthusiastic is Litania if it has faced K-Pop. Shocked, at once also Chandra's pores bristled—Then imagine that he jogged or sang in a colorful suit.

Shaking fast, Chandra erased the shadow. "Is there no other way?"

Sipping the juice in front, Ara looked back at the boss seriously. "There is, but it's a bit extreme. It's a high risk."

"What?" Chandra looked enthusiastic. He had even put both arms on the table while looking seriously at Ara's face. "Let's say it!"