The Struggle for Love of the Ceo

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"So gini Ngga, this Om Burhan, ask Papa for help. To help his daughter, Angel, leads Om Burhan's company. You can guide him first. Make him a secretary or something. What matters is that he can learn from you." Then, Mr. Dwi explained about the purpose of the arrival of Mr. Burhan, his friend.

"It doesn't matter Pah, the important thing is to follow the rules that Angga makes." Angga glanced at Angel who was observing him. Getting a glance of Angga, Angel immediately smiled widely.

"I'm going to look after you, Brother Angga." Angel then approached Angga, making him more ilfill with Angel.

"You also have to learn well Ngel, do not flirt, because the handsome guy, like Angga." The words of the Goddess Mother, inviting laughter from all of them.

"I thought I'd be fooled by Ama's bar-bar chick." Angga batin while smiling forcefully.

After all the family of Mr. Burhan came home, Angga went straight to his room. It was a very exhausting day for him. After the events that he experienced all day.

"Gue needs entertainment tonight, like I have to go to the club' again," chirps as he moved from his bed.

"Aghrhhh, but why does it feel like he's the only one in my imagination." Angga threw his roll at the floor. His mind was overwhelmed, as he made love to Amalia.

"But how is Amalia?, she was sick. I'll check first." He thought, "but he's who I am, I'm the hell." Angga ruffled his hair in frustration.

Angga could not sleep well. As she closed her eyes, the one that was in her mind was Amalia. The beautiful girl, who forcibly snatched away her pride. As if hypnotized, Angga constantly thought about, that girl.

This morning Angga had an important meeting outside the office. The plan, she will depart with her Assistant, Niko. Now Angga is ready to go to the meeting place.

A five-star luxury hotel, is the destination of Angga. Angga entered the hotel, greeted by friendly hotel staff. Angga directly walked into the VIP room on the eighteenth floor. By using the elevator, Angga arrived at the VIP room. There, there was already his business partner, who greeted Angga kindly. A room that is quite spacious, with a meeting table neatly arranged in it. Angga and Niko, sit in one of the chairs there. Mr. Surya Kusukma, opened the meeting. Remember, all meeting participants are complete.

They discussed about products managed by Angga-owned companies. The company needs a place to promote its products. This time what will be discussed is, about the concept of advertising to be made. The plan, in addition to placing ads on electronic media. They will also promote their products through social media, or by hiring YouTubers to endorse their products. They will also choose, the artist who will be the star of their product advertisement. After agreeing the contents of his meeting with Mr. Surya. Angga then select some models that will be used as advertising stars. And one of those models is, Dona, her ex-lover Angga.

"Well, are you here?" said Angga.

"Yes I want to audition dong, ngga!" Answer Dona casually.

"I will not accept you, as an advertising model of my product," Angga said. "But sir, Miss Dona this includes the criteria we are looking for," said Mr. Surya chimed.

"But I don't like him!, so I won't accept him." Angga left the room. Followed by Niko, behind him.

"Wait for Mr. Angga, right said Mr. Surya. Dona's mom is the only model to fit our criteria. After Pak Angga's problems with Mbak Dona. We have to be professional sir, given our declining turnover this month sir. With the fish that will star Mrs Dona, I'm sure will be able to increase our sales." Niko tried to persuade Angga, by telling the reality he described.

”Ngga wait, I want to talk to you,." Dona approached Angga who stopped her steps. "What's more, our business is done." Angga turned around and stared intently at Dona.

"Gue just gave this." Dona gave me her wedding invitation.

"Inshaa my God will come." Angga took the invitation, then left Dona. His feelings are broken, undeniable. Angga still loves Dona, the woman who accompanied him for almost three years. Even Angga did not immediately believe, regarding the news of her pregnancy with another man. Angga often sleeps with comfort women, but not with Dona. He really hopes that Dona can give his pride to Angga, later when they get married. Several times, Dona often asked to have sex with Angga. However, Angga always refused it. Maybe this is karma, which Angga got. Because they often treat women.

Angga got into his car, his face turned moody. In the face of the wedding invitation Dona and her future husband. "My name should be on it" he said. Angga is confused as to whether he will attend Dona's wedding. His eyes were fixed on the crowded streets of the Capital. Angga will return to his office, because this morning he went straight to the meeting place. While staring at the streets, Angga saw Amalia waiting for her angkot.

"We're the princess back, Mang!" exclaim Angga ordered his personal driver.

"Stop there." Angga pointed at Amalia who was standing on the side of the road. Angga's car stopped right in front of Amalia. Angga got out of his car, to get to Amalia. Amalia, who noticed Angga's presence, then ran away from Angga.

"Wait!" Angga chased after Amalia, his hand pulling Amalia's hand. Make Amalia fall in the arms of Angga.

"Take me off, why are you chasing me?" Amalia tried to release her body from Angga's arms.

"Who will chase you" elak Angga.

"Why are you here?" Another imbibing.

"I'm shipping noon sir, so leave at this hour." Answer Amalia honestly.

"Yes, come with me now." Angga pulls Amalia's hand to follow her. Amalia tried to rebel. But the power of Angga is greater than him, so it is difficult to escape from the hands of Angga.

"Lake in!" Angga's orders, get Amalia in her car. "What the fuck is this father, why are you forcing me to get into Mr.'s car." Amalia did not get into the car immediately. "I said come in, yes come in!" Angga spoke in an angry tone. They are the center of attention of those around them. They thought Angga was Amalia's lover, and they were fighting.

Not wanting to be the center of attention of the people around her, Amalia finally got into the car Angga. "Based on an arrogant boss, he likes to force people, at will," Gerutu Amalia, when he was sitting in the car. "What do you say, how dare you insult me." Angga heard Amalia's words. "No sir, sorry." Amalia bowed . "Mang Street, we go straight to the office."

Angga's car drove across the streets of the capital that was already free. "Has your condition improved, have you entered work?" asked Angga. Then look towards Amalia. "I had to raise a lot of money, to pay the debt to the person who had already sent the money to my parents." Terang Amalia, ogling Angga. Angga became startled, hearing Amalia's words. "Did he know that I gave money to his parents." Think Angga.

"What happened to your parents?." Ask Angga again. "My sister just got out of the hospital. I cannot pay the hospital fees. But yesterday there was someone who gave my parents money, in the village." Amalia told Angga her problems. "Do you know who it is" Angga said, and Amalia shook her head.