The Struggle for Love of the Ceo

Lose ground

On the same day. In a production warehouse owned by the director of PT Dirgantara group, the atmosphere seemed boisterous since the arrival of the owner of the company. As usual, the staff did their job very quickly. As per Angga's plan, which will soon launch products stolen by Angel and Burhan faster than the results of yesterday's meeting.

He deliberately fooled the two crafty humans in this way. That way the ideas they steal and will be sold to foreign companies that have just collaborated with them will expire. Because the Angga company first launched the product. Even if they successfully launch the product, their company will be suspected copycat.

From the test results to the product published only takes one week. Angga has now successfully launched and inaugurated its products at grandyestota hotel, central Jakarta. Several colleagues and business associates attended the event.

What was done by Angga, suddenly made Angel and Burhan gaping. Maybe they lost quickly with the Dirgantara group. They both watched the product launch. Proven beverage products from quality ingredients that succeed. Look new a day their products are advertised in electronic media and mass media, have received an extraordinary response from distributors or agents from various regions.

"Congratulations to Mr. Angga Dwipangga for his success in launching this amazing beverage product" praised a colleague and donor of the product.

"Thank you for the compliment, sir. Of course this success is solely not only mine, but because the team is very extraordinary launch everything," reply Angga low.

The conversation between the two of them became the center of attention of two women and one middle-aged man who was sitting not far from the seat of Angga and his business partner.

"Ngel, how could you fail. Stupid you!!" sarkas Burhan begins to blame his daughter.

"Pa, Angel doesn't know. This is beyond Angel's expectations. Even they play beautiful, until the movements Angel can not read," martial beautiful woman with her maroon dres.

It seemed like the person they were talking about was hearing their debate. At first glance the man glanced at him and smiled with satisfaction at his defeated enemy. Not wanting to waste the opportunity, the man walked over to their seat.

"Om, glad Om Burhan can be present at the launch of new products at Angga company," said Angga smiling towards Burhan. While the man wearing the black suit smiled bitterly in response to his words.

"Ka__mu is great Ngga," said Burhan.

"Ah, Om is too complimentary. This is also thanks to the hard work of your daughter also Om," Angga replied glancing at the woman next to him. The woman was embarrassed.

They then chatted, even though the atmosphere was a little awkward. Not just a conversation that Angga does is to find the gap of weakness of his enemy. Until the event ended, and everyone had already disbanded from the hotel hall.

"You're amazing, Ngga. Salute your performance. It's just right that all your business competitors shudder in horror if Berhad is directly with you." Delon congratulated his sister-in-law on her remarkable achievement.

"Thank you Brother. Brother has also contributed to help all of Angga's plans. If it wasn't our hard work, Angga was sure we wouldn't be this successful." They throw each other smiles.

Angga product launching event was not attended directly by his wife. Since two days ago, Azka's health was a little worrying. Although not too bad. But the woman did not want to leave her sick son behind. She prefers to stay home and watch the show from the television screen.

"Now you know, right? What will you do next?" Angga glanced towards Santika who was standing right beside Delon. "Is Miss Santika ready?" Then ask the woman.

"It's Mr. Angga. Everything has been prepared by Mr. Delon" the woman replied with confidence.

Flickering lights began to decorate the city of Jakarta. The mentor, who for twelve hours accompanied human life, now began to hide his face. Some activities have begun to stop, even with the grandyestoya hotel hall empty. They all started to climb up the place. Delon, Angga and Santika. The three of them walked together towards the hotel lobby. After performing Maghrib prayers, they chose to return to their homes.

"Sister, it's better that you take Santika's sister, deh. Pity if you have to wait for the driver," proposed Angga who immediately got a sharp gaze from the brother-in-law.

"Eh no need to bother. Let me wait for my driver here" Santika refused.

"Yes kali kakun that's why a woman herself here. What if someone does something bad?" sahut Angga tilted his lips.

"It's Sunday night, all the way. Let's change the status of brother, then?" continued.

"Udah deh Ngga's. No need to find trouble with Brother," Threatened Delon cynically. While just bowed.

"Pity Brother" whispered Angga nudging Delon's arm.

Delon then looked at the woman wearing a blazer suit complete with her pants. Seeing Santika nervous as she watched. Finally the man threw his eyes away. There was something strange there, every time he looked at the woman. On the other hand he confirmed the words of his sister-in-law. But on the other hand he prestige to just take him home.

"Well, first time?" said Angga who began to catch the air is not right from the two. He did not want to long be a mosquito in the midst of prospective couples who are still equally prestige.

After the departure of Angga, Santika finally voiced. "I'll excuse you, too" he told Delon.

"But your invitation has not yet come. You'd better wait here" said Delon.

"I'll just take a taxi. Because my driver had just reported that he was still on his way to pick up Mama at the airport," explained Santika, starting to move from his place. Sontak made Delon prevent it.

"I'm dropping in!"

The two people who were in the car were silent to each other. The atmosphere seemed quiet, only the sound of their car engine was heard. No one opened their voices when they came in. Suddenly there was a motorcyclist who almost hit their car. Luckily Delon was ready with the brake pedal on his feet. So they can survive the accident. But instead, his second head hit an object in front of him.

"Auhhh, sick!!" Delon who was also hit by the steering wheel immediately checked the state of the woman who was with him.

"You're all right? Is there a wound?" cecar Delon holding Santika's temple.

Delon's treatment left Santika flabbergasted. Until their views meet again. It is undeniable of the two, winning still has that vibe of love. Honey, they're not brave enough to admit that. It was as if there was still a towering fortress, which became a barrier to their love story.