The Pursuit of the CEO Boss's Love

The salon

Michela finished her bath and she went straight into her room and locked her room tightly.

"Hm... Which clothes do I wear?" michela asked thinking about choosing her clothes that were not very beautiful.

"Hehehe I'm going to wear the worst shirt in history" Michela said, picking up the shirt and also wearing sleeping pants.

"Ah...this is a comfortable shirt for me," said Michela turned her body in front of the mirror of the closet.

Michela came out of the room with her hair still wet.

The god looked at Michela. "You... wear clothes like this?" ask God.

"Yes, because my clothes are all dirty and not yet washed" replied Michela lightly.

The god pulls Michela's hand and takes her into her luxury car.

"To the salon" commanded the Lord.

"Okay, sir," nodded Doni stepped on the gas pedal of the car and drove down the street.

On the way Michela just silent, his mind is not careless. Today he is getting married, but it never occurred to his brain so far to get married and he also has not made a list of dream men and what type he likes.

But suddenly today he registered a marriage that he had never dreamed of, is this a dream?

Doni stopped his car in front of one of the salons.

The god got out of the car and took Michela into the salon.

"Welcome, Mister. Uh you're the God of Ginanjar, right? Gosh really Lord Ginanjar, hey you guys quickly serve Mr. Ginanjar well," said the owner of the salon.

"It's not me who wants to be in the salon, but my future wife," said Dewa holding Michela's shoulder.

"Huh? Wife-to-be?" the owner of the salon looked at Michela in disbelief, because Michela was only wearing cheap clothes. It was impossible for the great Lord God to marry such an impoverished girl who looked like a minor.

"Is this perhaps Lord God's mistress?" ask the salon owner in your heart.

"Why bengong?" ask the salon owner.

"No need, you guys hurry up and salute him" the Lord commanded.

"Okay, sir, we did it right away" said the owner of the salon, taking Michela to a chair facing the mirror.

Michela was surrounded by some salon employees who were proficient, they styled their hair and made up Michela's face more and more.

After 1 hour there, hold it here, finally Michela was finished in the dress up.

"Sir, Nonanya is done in the dress up, are you satisfied with the results?" ask the salon owner.

"Hm. yeah good," replied the God nodding. The gods also paid for the results of the salon, approximately 10 million.

"Let's go to the boutique, your clothes really ruin the scene" the God sneered.

They get back in the car and Doni runs the car again.

Distance 800 meters from the salon, Doni also found a boutique and back he stopped his car.

The god came back out and took Michela into the boutique.

"Welcome Mr... Good Lord, Lord God, Mr. welcome to our boutique, you want to choose what kind of clothes?" ask one of the employees glad it's not a bitch.

"Pick a dress that suits him" replied the God.

"Oh good sir, Come with me, I will choose the best clothes in our boutique" said the employee.

"Thank you" Michela nodded. Michela followed the employee to the place where the clothes were mentioned. While the other employees began to move closer to God, they were amazed by the God's good looks that other men did not have.

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