The CEO of Arrogant

The CEO of Arrogant
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"That's it, why do you keep lamenting your fate. I told you, didn't I? That you're just an unwanted child. So what's wrong with you retaliating by following our wishes?" said a middle-aged woman while looking down on a crying woman curled up in the corner of the room.


With a sigh, the woman continued to cry hearing the words that came out of her aunt's lips. He let his hair cover his entire face, while occasionally hitting his chest that felt tight.


"Follow that useless cry of yours, Kira! You think we'll see it? Huh, that's right," said the husband of the middle-aged woman while sitting on the sofa arrogantly.


"W-what's my fault with you guys?Why are you treating me like this?" ask the woman to groan.


"Treating you like my beloved sister?Treat you like this!" said the child of the middle-aged woman while pulling her hair until her head looked up.


There was no help, on the contrary. He was laughed at by the three of them while looking down on him. Occasionally he holds his head to reduce the pain of the jambai he receives.


"Listen this is well my dear cousin. You are a burden to our family, and it should be a burden like you to be eliminated from this family" said the woman who grabbed him while giving her every emphasis.


After being satisfied with his activity, he took his hand from the woman's hair until his head hit the wall. They were all laughing looking at him, as if the one before them was a funny show. After laughing at him, the three of them came out of the room haughtily.


However, just about to hold the doorknob, the middle-aged woman turned back and said something.


"Ohh, I forgot one thing. Clean yourself up and get ready for tomorrow. Because tomorrow you're leaving and you have to follow our orders" the middle-aged woman said with a grin and shut the door hard and locked it from the outside.


After their departure, there was not much the poor girl could do. When he was tired of his crying, he got up and cleaned himself up.


All of a sudden it went dark and there was no sound.


"Cn, Nurfa! This is my phone why are you dead? Another person was amusing to watch as well" Shouted the woman wearing the light blue hijab, while putting on a sullen face facing forward.


"What's? Wanna get mad?" ask him casually.


"Ishh, you're a big nyebelin. When to watch the drama using free Wi-Fi like this," replied the woman with annoyance.


"Miss Annisa Adzkia Nazwa, don't act like you don't have wi-fi in your house. After all, you want to insult me, why even cool to watch the drama anyway? Didn't see many visitors?" ask the woman who wears a black hijab, while occasionally seeing the visitors who continue to come in through the cafe door.


"Heheh ..., sorry dong Fa. Let's just say you have employees at this cafe, relax a little bit," replied the woman with a grin.


"Yes can't do that Nis, kasian mother I also have to intervene ngadepin customers," said the woman while looking at her mother.


Indeed, this cafe is owned by his mother and already has several employees. However, he still helps in serving customers, especially at times like this.


"Udah is no problem for mom, Fa. You said Annisa here, maybe there's something important," said the middle-aged woman gently with a smile, and placed two cups of glass on their table with different flavors.


"There are still many Aunt Myshel, who is very pretty," Annisa said with a smile, while putting a grin on her face.


The middle-aged woman named 'Myshel' even replied with a sweet smile, then passed away from before the two of them.


"So what are you talking about, Nis?" asked the woman while sipping a cup of coffee in front of her.


"So gini, Fa. I find it hard to move on from my ex-boyfriend, Rendi. I followed what you said. I have prayed, already naji, even I have worn hijab as well.But why can't I forget him anyway?" annisa asked with a lethargic face, while sipping the cup of greentea that was in front of her.


"Haduh .. so actually you're saying it was his intention to move on, Nis?" asked the woman and was replied with a nod by her friend.


"Oh Allah, Nis. If we are willing to worship it is only because of God, Nis. It's only fitting that you can't forget it, your intentions are wrong" said the woman.


"So, how should I go? I had a relationship with him not for a short period of two years, Fa," Annisa said, raising her index and middle fingers.


Yes, Annisa is a loyal woman. When she has decided to commit to someone, she will take care of him and truly believe in him. However, it's a pity that he chose to commit with a man named Rendi. The guy who was a playboy.


"Hmm .., I have one last suggestion for you. We have done the same commitment Rendi has been two years. Surely many dong you see the evils that exist in him. Well, you remember that bad thing and you ask yourself, you want to turn it around with someone who has hurt your heart?" ask the woman who was answered by Annisa.


"Well, if it's easy you just walk your days as usual. Don't want to sacrifice your heart again to get hurt for the umpteenth time, just for a man like him. If she really loves you, she must have married you" replied the woman giving advice.


"Yes, too, Fa. How can I be such a fool to defend him. Can't I just be stuck with her again, Fa?" ask Annisa.


"Hush .. cannot su'udzhon. Your sin is no proof" replied the woman.


"Yes Miss Nurfa Mysha Zahwa. My hoeny bunny sweatty," replied Annisa in a cute tone.


"Ishh, yaudahla I want to help you first," replied Zahira then immediately left Annisa who seemed to want to hold her.


Just a few steps, he saw a commotion in front of the entrance of the cafe.See two men who use suits and formal work clothes, and two sexy women who are each beside the two men.


But, wait ....


It seems he knows or rather just knows from one of the men. He immediately approached and tried to mediate the commotion that was happening.


A few more steps will reach the scene of the commotion, Nurfa was a little shocked because of the existence of Annisa who was already on her right side.


"Sorry, what's going on here?" nurfa asked the woman who seemed to be explaining something to the two men.


"Look, Ma'am. Our customers want to book a special room. However, according to the regulations in this cafe, it is not allowed for men and women to be in special places, unless they are married or who have blood ties," explained the woman politely, while stealing a look at one of the men.


"Alright, you may go," answered Nurfa who was replied with a polite nod by the workwoman while occasionally glancing at the two men.


However, it is not only the woman who stole the view of the two men. But, all the residents of the cafe or rather all the women there.


How not?


One of the men in front of him is Brayen Marqes Zacky, a businessman who is famous in Indonesia, as well as the world. Nurfa cleared her throat to stabilize the atmosphere that immediately became boisterous, due to the arrival of customers dominated by women.


"Excuse me, can I help you?" nurfa asked carefully right in front of the four people. More precisely in the direction of Brayen, because of its presence that dominates their cafe at this time.


"Hmm.... Do you own this place?" brayen asked in an inexplicable tone in Nurfa's ear like a scornful tone. Whether it was true or not, but looking at the gaze of that man who was researching his appearance from bottom to top, it was obvious that it made him uneasy.


"Right, is there anything I can help you with, sir?" Nurfa spoke with a bit of annoyance.


"Then, did you make those old-fashioned and annoying rules, too? Because to be honest, how can you refuse customers in such a disrespectful way." Brayen's voice was cold and as if he was intimidating Nurfa at this moment.


"I'm sorry, but it looks like you have to revise your words just now. First we made the rules not without reason, we do not want this place to be a place of worship. Therefore we warned him by applying the rule," replied Nurfa trying to calm down and not be provoked after hearing what the man had just said.


"Secondly, we never said that we rejected you. You can still join the others, but not to be in the exclusive room. Because it is a rule that we have made, and it cannot be contested," Nurfa told them again.


"It seems that your good intentions are really not considered, Brayen," said the man's friend with a smile that is difficult to understand, the man held back from laughing and thought what he said was funny.


"You're right, Alex. I was just trying to funnel my money to the needy, and I saw this little cafe. Seeing how the little people here treated me made me lose interest in staying here. I'd better never set foot here, just wasting my precious time." Brayen said that sarcastically and haughtily.


"Yes, then why don't you just leave since then!"


"What?!"


Nurfa's words that one managed to make them all surprised, not least Annisa.


"You have a lot of luxury hotels, why look for an exclusive place in our cafe?"syndical Nurfa.


"Huh, so you know me as it turns out," Brayen replied arrogantly "Well Miss, you made this not easy. Tell me how much you want me to pay, I don't have a problem with that. No need to make a drama in the name of the ancient rule," continued Brayen with arrogance and arrogance, without lowering his ego even a little.


"Sorry, Sir. You don't seem to understand it yet, rules are rules. That won't change even if you want to pay for it." Nurfa could not stand it anymore, if left alone this man would continue to tread his pride. Does the guy think it will all end with money?


Hearing the words spoken by Nurfa, making Brayen's emotions become peaked.He echoed stifled while continuing to look at Nurfa with a cold gaze.


"****! What are you f*cking said?!" said one of the women who was next to Brayen and tried to move forward if Brayen's hand did not hold it.


"Alright, Miss. I'll never forget this. You've made trouble by treating me like this. So, wait and see," said Brayen with full emphasis in each word. Then they walked away from the place. And don't forget how the women who were next to the two men caught it. Their eyes seemed to want out of place.


After they completely disappeared, the visitors who came especially the women put on a disappointed face, even his friend Annisa. He even bent his face and pursed his lips.


"What the hell, Nis?" nurfa asked as if she did not know.


"Why do you have to be like that, Fa? Things like that are common for Brayen. After all, he'd been living in America a long time ago, so that's a natural thing, Fa." Anin pursed her lips. Yes, he felt angry that he was unable to get acquainted. Okay, forget about Brayen, because he'll never get it. But the man's friend, Alex, is no less handsome than Brayen. Yeah, that's in his view.


"I don't care, Nis. Want him to live anywhere, if he doesn't have manners that's a problem." After saying that, Nurfa wanted to leave but came back again and said something to Annisa.


"Remove the photo of that guy's friend that you took secretly earlier. Do not let you become heartbroken again because of the problem of men. Later you come back here with a cry ngak clear," Nurfa told Annisa and immediately went from there leaving her friend alone.


"Ish ..., Nurfa!" annisa said with annoyance but Nurfa did not even turn around again.


Nurfa could only shake her head at the behavior of her best friend. Just felt a broken heart, eh already got a new bust. Well, that's how Annisa is very easily swayed because of men. At the end of the day, if he has been hurt, he will come to him again and cry again. Well, it always does.


However, whatever happened today, it was beyond his expectations. The arrival of a famous young businessman, then emphatically mocks their reputation. If he wants an exclusive place, why not go to another place that is in the expensive class. Why not just the hotels. Wouldn't it be better than coming here and being arrogant and thinking everything can be solved by money.


Geez, the more he thought about it, the more he disliked the man's attitude. He hoped that he would never meet that haughty man again.


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