The Struggle for Love of the Ceo

Finally

For about an hour and a half they were in the meeting room. Finally they reached an agreement, to establish cooperation. And the meeting ended smoothly.

"Alright Mr. Angga, hopefully our cooperation is equally beneficial for us" said Santika, while greeting Angga.

"Yes to Santika. I'm happy to be working with Mom's company" Angga replied.

Angga never let go of Santika's hand from his hand. He looked at Santika's face carefully, to the point of making the woman bow down in shame. Angga's only goal is one, lure the woman into his game bait. Angga was sure, not a single woman would reject him. Most goose can make a woman bend her knees in front of her. Remembering the singles title that he had been holding, before getting to know his wife. It will make it easier for him to conquer the woman.

"Eh, sorry Mom. I'm free, I'm glued to a woman as beautiful as you, Ms. Santika," praised Angga for making her blush even more.

"Sir Angga can, if so please excuse me, yes sir!" santika's farewell to the man before her. Angga also allowed his client to leave the place.

Angel, who saw the incident, widened her eyes. He thought that Angga's old illness was coming back. Who likes to change partners. But he did not expect, that Angga could be fascinated with women older than him.

"Angel!! Do you still have any interest here?" sindir Angga looked at the woman who was standing behind him.

"Sorry, Brother! Angel excuse me first," said Angel gaguk. Then he left the room. Angga and Niko.

They both sat next to each other. Angga deliberately held his assistant to remain in that place. Because there are some things he will say.

"You know, your next assignment!!" said Angga stroking his chin.

"Yes Sir. I will do it!!" Niko could already guess what he should do at this moment. His next task was to watch the woman's movements. So that his boss can launch the action.

When Angga was in his room. He decided to call his wife. He also told me he'd be home late tonight.

'sorry, yes dear. tonight I came home a little late, ' Angga said through his cellphone.

'yes, baby! the important thing is that you can take yourself. I believe it, just like you!' reply Amalia.

Angga began to carry out his mission. After getting information about Santika's whereabouts tonight. Armed with information from his man, Angga came to the place, where the woman was hanging out.

Santika's young soul was still very thick. The woman was right to hang out in cafes that were again in trend in the capital.

In a cafe nuanced romance, where the woman hangs out at this time. The woman sat in one of the places provided by the cafe. A room complete with her karoke place, the woman was enjoying her drink. Besides Santika who was in that place. There were other friends accompanying him.

While Angga was waiting for the woman to come out of the private room, the cafe. He sat on one of the benches, right in front of the private room. While enjoying the order, Angga continued to pay attention to the room in front of him.

And sure enough, it wasn't long before the woman walked out of the room. Santika headed to the female toilet located to the west of the room. The brown-eyed woman walked towards the toilet.

Angga quickly intoned the woman. Santika went into the toilet to allow her make up a little messy. After the procedure, the woman came out of the toilet. He walked back to his place. From the opposite direction Angga walked towards the toilet. When it was close to Santika, Angga accidentally bumped himself into Santika, so that the woman almost toppled over, but was arrested by Angga.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean it" he said as if he didn't know.

"Sir Angga!" guess Santika, after seeing the man who helped her.

"Mrs Santika!" reply Angga.

"Thank you for helping me" said the woman, who has white skin.

"Well, I should be the one apologizing to Mom." The woman smiled broadly at the man in front of her.

"What's wrong, really. Who's here with?" ask the woman who seems to have entered the trap Angga.

"Oh, I'm alone too" said Santika.

"Well, this coincidence. How about we have dinner together," Angga bargained.

"Can!" Without waiting for long, the woman agreed. Angga smiled triumphantly.

Santika joined the Angga table. While his friends were in a private room, only he sent a message not to look for him.

"By the way a woman is as beautiful as Mom, no one wants to eat dinner, anyway!" Angga moves began to be released.

"Ah, I can. I often hang out here, alone. But sometimes it's the same as well" said Santika. The woman smiled at Angga.

"Oh that, by the way. Don't be too formal outside the office. May I call my mother by name?"

"By dong, Mr. Angga!"

"Etss, don't call me Father. Just call a name. Ang-ga's. I feel old when I am called Father!" They both laughed.

In the heart of Angga it is not easy to conquer the heart of the woman. With a bit of a flickering woman it easily gets into her game.

"Are you not married, by the way? or maybe you're waiting for someone?" Now Angga has begun to learn about Santika's personality. Maybe there was a clue from there.

"I.m.I haven't found the right guy yet, Ngga." Angga.

"Oh, baby girl as beautiful as you are still single. There must be a lot of guys out there who want to get your heart!" Angga's remarks showed a slight change in Santika's face.

"My heart is dead, buried with my loved ones." Inadvertently the woman revealed that.

Angga is increasingly eager to know more about the woman who is with him at this time.

"Why is it like that? does your heart already have one? I'm sorry, if my question is a little slurred."

"No, I'm glad to know you. Maybe I need a friend to share a story, like you."

What happened to that woman. Not that he is among the easy people to get along with. But judging from his tone, it was as if he was a person covered with people around him.

"I've been in love, with a man. But that man is now dead. Which is my regret. The man took his life before my eyes. And I can't do anything to save him." Angga is still a good listener.

"Because of one thing, I left him at that place. Even worse, I'm not brave enough to tell the truth." Little more Angga can get what he wants.

"You mean?"

"The killer.I'm sorry I can't tell you this.." The look on the woman's face turned into a frightened one.

"Why are you, this is a drink first... Let's just calm down a little." Angga gave her drink to the woman. He was more and more convinced that something was wrong.

"May I ask you something? asked Angga as the sakura calmed down.

"What you just told me is the case of the murder of the Duke, the son of Mr. Dwipangga?" the woman's face paled...