The Mighty Lord's Amorous Asmara
Chapter 3
As the only child of Wicaksono Albraham, Rico still did not know why his father thought to match him with a model girl like that.
In addition to the age that is not commensurate and there are no similar-like Irene Red Velvet, Bebi also includes a strange biota.
Look at it, his hobby is cow-maling. It is clear that the child falls into the category of parental burden. Therefore he was married at that early age.
And their story begins here. When Wicaksono was hospitalized by a young nurse named—Anarita.
The young girl who works as an apprentice nurse and becomes an amateur writer came carrying a tray filled with food.
Her face was witty and funny, making anyone who saw her feel the quiver of happiness. He never felt like he was doing anything.
"Good day, Mr. Wicaksono! Let's have lunch, today the menu is specially made by a special chef from Germany," sister Ana said while putting her food on the nightstand.
"I don't want to eat," declined Wicaksono haughtily.
"What else is it? Did you have a bad disease, sir?"
"You know it!" wicaksono said, growling. Three more months of being cared for by Anarita made him very close to that nurse.
"When I was born there were 20 percent of psychic elements attached to my body. It was clear I knew that Mr. Wicaksono was upset," the girl teased.
Anarita the nurse spread a thousand pettiness smiling smirk. Then pull up a chair and sit next to Wicaksono.
"Hasn't your biological son returned to the company? Your health has improved as well. So what else are you thinking, sir?"
The boy put both elbows on the lips of Mr. Wicaksono's bed, then held his chin like Cherrybelle personnel who want to sing the song Dilemma.
"You're really sensitive, Sister Ana! You always know my heart." Wicaksono smiled brightly.
"Then say so ...."
The old man nodded. "Actually I still have one pretty serious problem. I'm relieved that my son Rico is back, but considering his age of 34 years is still alone, as a parent I'm definitely not calm."
"Oh yeah, geez! So that's the only problem?" Ana laughed amusedly along with an understatement tone.
The unaccepting Wicaksono directly threw a wrathful look at the girl?
"It's an important matter, Ana! I already have a future wife for my son Rico. She was my best friend's girl in the past, but I'm sure Rico wouldn't want to marry the woman I've assigned."
Again Ana laughed with the same mocking tone. "Duh .. duh .. rich people's lives are really like novels huh. But if you want, I'll give you a solution to get your son married."
"What solution?" Wicaksono asked enthusiastically. Three months of knowing Ana makes him understand how genius and cunning the girl is. It can even make the ruthless Wicaksono melt like an iceberg exposed to global warming.
Waving her hands, the girl revealed her signature sneaky smile. "Sure solution to get your son married, but if it works, give me a hundred million in return. How's it?"
Now replace Raut Wicaksono who turned mocking.
"You're a really matre girl. What's the hundred million for?" ask the middle-aged man. His forehead creased in waiting for the girl's answer. He guessed the answer must be strange.
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