The Disabled Young Master's Substitute Wife

Matchmaking Plan

Mr. Alex returns home and searches for his daughter.

"Cintya! Lovely!" yells.

"What the hell is Daddy?"ask Miranda of her husband.

"There's important business, mommy, it's our company" Alex said.

"What does Daddy mean? what does this have to do with Cinta?"the question is getting more clueless.

"Our company's mommy is going through a financial crisis with many shareholders selling their shares, Daddy needs funds to get all this back, Daddy, for this reason Daddy asked Mr. Marco to buy our shares and lend funds personally to Daddy, but he explained Marco instead worked with Barley, son of Hasta Raja Prawira, who was also a member of his family, our business rival mommy !" mr. Alex was upset.

"And it turns out that worse, Barley was the son of Marco Mommy, hope for us to ask for Marco's help is getting thinner because now Marco was giving up all assets including his shares in Barley, the hope for us to ask for help is getting thinner because Marco was giving up all assets including his shares in Barley, huh!" Mr. Alex is really upset.

"Trus what does it have to do with Cintya, our daughter just got home from Amsterdam, she must be tired Daddy!" Mirandas.

"Daddy wants to match Cintya with Barley" he said, glancing at his wife.

"It's the only way to save our company Mommy" snorted Mr. Alex.

"Do you want Cintya to be married?" asked Miranda doubtfully.

"You don't want him to! after all what Barley lacks, he's handsome, clever just that he already has a wife." Mr. Alex

"Daddy! you want to make our daughter a second wife? where's our pride Daddy? our daughter deserves to be queen not a concubine, huh! grunts.

"Well, Barley is one of the sultan candidates in this country, there will be many entrepreneurs waiting in line to match their daughter to Barley, what else is a company that is experiencing a financial crisis like us," please Mr. Alex.

"Whatever it is, but Daddy should ask Cintya first."Mirandas.

"Daddy wants to see Cintya in her room."

Mr. Alex looked for Cintya to her room.

He knocked on the door of Cintya's room.

Cintya who was manicure and pedicure also lazily rose from her lazy chair.

He walked over and opened the door.

The door cracker is open.

"What's up Daddy?"ask Cintya.

"Cintya Daddy needs to be with you, Daddy hope you want to help Daddy for our company" Alex said in a persuasive tone.

"Ehm, what is it? cintya asked while thinking about her nails with a special tool, she leaned against the door of her room.

"here! this time Daddy's serious,"he asked towards the single sofa in the middle room of the second floor.

The two sat next to each other, Mr. Alex took a deep breath before beginning his exposure.

"What's up Daddy?cintya asked seriously to catch Alex, who looked agitated.

"Our company is having problems with Cintya, the percentage of our product sales has dropped dramatically in the market over the past year, Daddy has borrowed money to the bank to cover production costs, until Daddy mortgaged this house, he said, you're the only hope for Daddy" said Mr. Alex.

" What is Daddy?"cintya asked increasingly curious looking towards his Daddy.

"You want to marry young master Barley?" ask Mr. Alex.

"Barley's? Who is he Daddy?"cintya asked a little protest, because he did not know the name, understandably so far his daughter went to college in Amsterdam and settled there for years.

"He is one of the great entrepreneurs of this country, unfortunately he is also a rival Daddy, because the products of his company are, many consumers switch by consuming products owned by King Prawira group."

"Ehm he's good-looking isn't Daddy? ask Cintya again.

"You want to see it." Mr. Alex opened Ig Barley there a lot of pictures of Barley and some pictures when Barley get a charter or an award there is also a picture with Santi or with Sania.

There are not many photos on the IG Barley homepage, because he is the type of person who does not like to be exposed to personal life both himself and his family.

"Well handsome, do I want Daddy?!" sambar Cinty.

It wasn't fun the day Mr. Alex was.

"Tomorrow I'll take you to see him." Mr. Alex both smiled.

***

At ten o'clock in the evening, Barley led Mr. Marco to his room.

Carefully Barley led Mr. Marco to his room, helping Mr. Marco to lay his head down.

"Daddy sleep, the doctor advised Daddy to rest a lot and do not think too much, "suggest Barley while taking off Mr. Marco's sandals.

He also slowly incised the soles of Mr. Marco's feet.

"Don't Barley! " prevent mr. Marco.

"Why Daddy?"ask Barley back.

"You don't deserve it, son" explained Mr. Marco.

Mr. Marco smiled, "I know, it must have been Hasta who educated you like this, Son, Yes?" terkah Marco's.

Because according to Mr. Marco, Andini is not a person who is considerate and willing to humble himself.

"True Daddy, my Daddy was a great guy, when I was little, he always met me before going to bed, because I couldn't sleep if my legs weren't pinched by him, and it all went on until I was a teenager, and from then on, I came up to him to massage his legs and it went on for years until I went to school abroad and then the habit could be lost."Barley's.

"Ha ha ha, maybe that's why Hasta Raja Prawira, could be one of the successful entrepreneurs, everything he did was sincere" said Mr. Marco with a small laugh.

"He's Daddy, I think he's one of the best dads, doesn't talk much but from his body language I feel a tremendous affection from him, he said, I don't know what if he knows that I'm not his son" Barley muttered in a sad tone.

Mr. Marco nodded.

"Have Daddy slept, I want to see my wife's situation" he said, pulling Mr. Hasta's blanket.

After that Barley went out to see his wife in the room, but he did not see Santi.

"Darling! Sweetheart! " excited Barley looking up to the balcony of the apartment.

"Dear you're here?" grunts Barley.

Um, Santi smiled as he glanced at Barley.

"I'm calling you, but why don't you answer?"barley asked as she placed her chin on Santi's shoulder.

"Ehm I want to worry you on purpose" Santi said casually.

"Ehm, naughty," Barley whispered as she gently bit Santi's earlobe, causing Santi to shudder.

"What are you seeing again?"asked Barley who wrapped her hand to the wife's distended pellet.

"I see the view from up here, it is more beautiful to see the city at a height at night" said Santi.

"Ehm, what is beautiful, just ordinary, I think there is something more beautiful than the scenery there." Barley's.

"Ehm what?"turning his body towards Barley.

Barley smiled at Santi's chin, "What's more beautiful than all that is seeing you smile, dear," Barley said.

"Ehm, you could've loved it, there's a need, right?"santi asked as she wrapped her hand around Barley's neck.

Barley stuffed his nose with Santi's nose, "But it's true, honey, if you smile the world feels good to me, so always smile when you're with me."Barley's.

"Dear, I'll keep smiling as long as you don't betray me" Santi said as he kissed Barley's lips.

"Ehm, it won't be darling!" Barley's.

"Dear, it's night, pregnant women are not good too much to catch the night wind, anyway you don't miss me after a long time we just met, "barley said while peeping Santi's forehead.

"Ehm, well then, let's go in, sir, " said Santi, holding her husband's hand.

They also went inside in a friendly manner.

***

After finishing her evening prayer Arief went to Assyia's room, to take Ashe to sleep with her, in her room.

"Dinar, now you can rest so that I take care of Assyia" said Arief.

"Ehm yes sir, later the equipment for Asyia I prepared including the sterile milk bottle," said Dinar who handed Asyia to Arief.

"Yes, after that you can immediately rest, "command Arief.

Arief held Asheiah and took him to his room, walking towards his room he kissed Ashe.

"Darling, now sleeping with uncle Yes, you must be a sweet child, can not be fussy," said Arief then kissed the cheek of Asyia.

The baby squirms.

Ashya seemed calm, she rarely looked.

Actually Arief also feel tired, especially if you have to wake up several times to change diapers and make milk.

But because he felt sorry for Dinar, he let Dinar the babysitters rest.

Arief arranged pillows on the edge of his bed as a limit, so that when moving Asyia did not fall.

Dinar approached Arief's room carrying diapers and milk bottles, as well as Asyia's milk.

Seeing Arief's affection for Asyia, the eighteen-year-old girl secretly admired Arief's figure.

His eyes occasionally glanced at the handsome man beside him.

'Ehm sir Arief is indeed a loving figure, even though he is not his biological daughter, but he loves Assyia so much, it must be lucky that the person who will become his wife later, ' Inner Dinar.

Connect first, thank you for staying faithful

Asyia was sound asleep