The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Anticipations.

Ariska was silent, her eyes were rounded with her mouth slightly gaping. Kinar's offer was completely out of his mind. Never once did he think he could go abroad let alone settle there.

"Sir Kinar ...."

Ariska fell silent again, her eyes already glazed over. He had guessed that Kinar was no ordinary person. It's just that it's hard to believe because there's no family connection between them.

"But, sister, I have a grandmother, I have parents here. They divorced and married again. But it still feels weird. If I go abroad, I don't think I can, brother."

"You think it's okay first, Ariska. I'm sure conditions like this aren't comfortable for you. If you want, you can also take your grandmother and stay comfortably there. There won't be anything that bothers you anymore. Brother will ask for help with Brother's family to take care of you. So you don't worry about anything. Just focus on learning to be smart."

Ariska was silent for a while, she squeezed her fingers tightly. Honestly .. it feels uncomfortable with the current condition. The media is always after him, wanting to ask for an explanation again and again. At that time, he gave everything to the police. Some are concerned but there are also netizens who are julid. Always blaming when you know nothing.

Kinar grabbed Ariska's hand and looked at the girl's hesitant face. "Think first. Then I'll call again."

Ariska was silent. So many considerations filled the corner of his head.

"If that is my big sister," said Kinar while lifting from the chair and followed by Litania.

However, Litania stopped and pulled out Kinar's hand as Kinar was about to open the door. "She said to be a keblet."

Kinar grinned, he scratched his non-itchy nape. "I actually lied," he said, which Litania immediately responded with a pinch in the stomach.

"Crazy basic! Yeah, let's go home."

However, not far off, a luxury car stopped near Litania's car. Two men in black clothes approached them. Kinar and Litania exchanged glances. Likewise Ariska who looked astonished peeked from behind the curtain of her house.

"Who are you?" ask Litania. "Would you guys come here?"

Litania's been putting up horses. He who looked graceful suddenly changed sangar. Cream-colored knee-length dresses can not hide their habit that is always ready to be on standby when dealing with suspicious-looking men.

Kinar smiled at Litania. He was always grateful to have a friend as cool as Litania. The tough girl was always reliable at any time and in any situation.

"I know them, Litan. These are papa's people" said Kinar.

Litania's fist fell. His confusion responded to Kinar with a smile.

"So you're going back to England?" ask Litania.

Kinar smiled wryly. I don't know what fate awaits him after this. But one is certain. His father couldn't let him quit college and get married.

"Come, Litan. I don't know. My fate is in your prayers. Pray for me, dear. Let's convince my papa." Kinar smiled again and blinked his left eye.

Litania snorted annoyed. Kinar could be joking at a crucial time

"If so I say yes. I'll call you again." Kinar smiled, then set foot following two men Frans—ayah Kinar.

"Kinar .. I just wish you the best" muttered Litania softly followed by a long sigh. He saw the back of Kinar wrapped in a tiger-patterned coat until the eccentric woman was lost in the Lamborghini car which was parked a few seconds before not far from her car.

****

Semarangs.

At a cafe, Chandra plans to meet up with her friend—Irwan. But after waiting for almost half an hour, the man who was once a doctor did not come.

Chandra is almost frustrated. She pulled her hair back and re-circulated her gaze around. A calm and comfortable atmosphere with chants of saxophone melodies meets the corner of the cafe. But it still has no effect on him. The casual-clothed man was still agitated. While the assistant, choosing silence with eyes fixed on the salaryman. He looked at Chandra from the corner. Fear that Chandra will be lost or injured.

Before long, the one who was waiting for him arrived.

"Sorry, yes, late. You know, there was an interview, a magazine messenger from Korea," said Irwan as he lay down on the chair and put a paper bag with the word Kinara Group on the table.

"This is the stuff?" Chandra immediately opened the paper bag excitedly. Ignoring Irwan's apology or reason.

"Napsu. Calm down ngapa. I signed it directly from Japan. So do not need grusuk grasak so. Make it a shame," Irwan sneered as he raised his hand, about to order a drink to the waiter.

Before long, the waiter arrived with slightly different eyes. The female employee who was wearing the batik vest sparkled to see what was on the table. Looks three jewelry boxes—two diamond rings and one small child's anklet—open in front of his eyes.

"Ekhem!"

Irwan deliberately cleared his throat, breaking the gaze of interest of the female employee. "I pesen coffee latte without cream on it."

The employee nodded with a quick note-taking hand. "Wait a minute, sir." Then smile and turn the heels away. But before moving away, he looked back. The beautiful jewelry that was on the table made him gulp repeatedly.

They must be rich. Lucky to have the jewelry.

After looking at the contents carefully, Chandra put the jewelry back in the bag and smiled happily at Irwan. "Thank you a lot, yeah. Elo my best friend."

"No problem, now the people we love must be taken care of. Criminals in this world are many. I don't want Reka or Irka to be a victim. Overprotective with your own family doesn't matter, does it? For this good."

Chandra nodded in agreement. Irwan's words have a point. Especially after seeing the case that befell Kinar. Being vigilant for safety doesn't hurt.

"I asked the Japanese specifically to make a ring design that can be tracked. Well, I happen to inget elo. So all right. One for Chandira and two for your wives."

Waving a long gaze, Chandra threw Irwan with a sarbet on the table. "Enak aja kalo by the way. My wife is just one."

"Yes, yes, I know." Irwan. His lips twitched, trouble held back laughter. "But the mother of your children is two" he continued, followed by laughter. A swipe that made Chandra a little upset and again threw the piece of tissue.

Meanwhile, Arjun who was watching from a distance could only smile. His former boss and boss is now busy chatting until a chat message notification rips his gaze.

It looks like the ex sent the message.

[Arjun, where do you live now? I went to the rented address that Vika loved, but said the landlord you've moved. Where did you move to?]

Arjun let out a long sigh and was about to put his phone in his pants pocket. But the message back reads. Plastered the name 'jejadian woman' on the screen of his phone.

[Arjun, how's the trip going? When you go home. I'm kangen. Tomorrow we go to the head, okay?] There is an emotion at the end of the message. Not just one, but many. The red heart image almost filled the screen of his phone.

"Basic crazy woman."

Arjun could not help but smile. Remembering Kinar, his face immediately beamed like a sun. The girl's ridiculousness and stubbornness kept her entertained and suddenly homesick.

[Morning tomorrow. We will return to Jakarta tomorrow. It's late at night, mengingan you sleep, not good to sleep too late.] send.

Not long into the reply from Kinar.

[I'm sleeping gabisa. Both bristling and literate, which imagines only your face is one] Again, emot hearts fill the phone screen.

Arjun wants to retaliate. The kinar message came back in. [Arjun, we marry, yuk. Lamar, I'm wearing bismillah. The important thing is legitimate so we can ah ah ah ah.]

"Basic bawdy!"