WIDOW SHOLEH JODOH CEO DUDA ARROGANT

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"Dira, come with Mr. Max." Baskoro pushed with a smile with an eye glance code that Dira understood implied pressure from his Papa.

Dira followed Max's steps, although he did not do it but was forced to follow Baskoro's wishes.

"Indira, hello!" Max waved his hand in front of Dira's face.

Dira smiled forced smile at the man in front of him.

"Are you okay?" ask Max.

"Yes." Yeah." Dira answered briefly.

"I'm glad to see you. I didn't expect Mr. Baskoro to have a daughter as beautiful as you." Max with a million charms let out his deadly seduction.

Dira just returned smiling.

Dira's heart aches, it feels like he has no self-respect in the way Baskoro treats her who is recognized as a princess.

"Are I scared of Indira? Don't be afraid I won't bite! It's tame!" Max is now changing his strategy by issuing a sense of humor.

Dira seemed to fix the upper and lower clothes that were too minimal, not to forget Dira was actually uncomfortable with thick makeup on her face.

All of that is certainly on the orders of Baskoro by calling mua and fashion style to display the impression of sexy and seductive.

Dira is disgusted to remember all the behavior patterns of the father who is beyond reason.

The frenetic music that was pounding hard now turned into a beautiful and soft melody as if cradling an invitation to immediately relax.

Max held out his hand, "will you dance with me?"

Dira has not answered, his mind is out of nowhere. I want to end this moment immediately.

"Ekhem!" Baskoro who turned out to be watching the two gave a signal that made Dira increasingly aware that he was always on the lookout.

"Thanks sweet." Max leads Dira towards the middle ready to ask her to dance.

Of course, all the guests' eyes were on the owner, and everyone was curious about the lucky woman who danced with the handsome conglomerate Max Weber.

Baskoro was so happy, seeing Max who was interested in Dira.

"It's not in vain that I've taken pains! Soon, your company will get bigger! And of course I'll survive those debt collectors." A big smile from Baskoro's lips how he had imagined having Max Weber on his side.

"Boss, isn't that Dira?" Gusti who was watching the woman who was dancing with Max.

"I didn't notice!" Nick who is not interested does not pay attention.

"That's Indira Boss. Friends of Ms. Kanaya! Who resigned from NBC!" Gusti forced the Boss to want to see.

Nick looked at the scene in front of him, not paying attention to who the woman who was dancing with Max even his thoughts were traveling.

In the shadow of Nick, he and Kanaya are dancing together, looking at each other, enjoying the perfect beauty, the perfect sculpture of the creator that is set in the beautiful and enchanting face of Kanaya.

In Nick Kanaya's daydream that blushed shyly, leaning his head on Nick's field chest while smiling spoiled.

"Boss, Boss!" Gusti half-screamed until Nick's beautiful daydream was gone.

"You're! My ears are not deaf!"

"The Boss is daydreaming!"

"Once, we're back at the hotel. The show is boring!"

Nick leaves the show he finds boring stepping out of the room back into the hotel where he is staying.

Gusti certainly followed where his Big Boss steps while grumbling.

"Say, Boss is jealous, so look for a mate, let's not eventually single!" Gusti's grunt that in fact is still heard in Nick's ear even though Gusti said very slowly.

"You're the boss of Gus' life! Or tonight I'd like to send you directly all hanged on the statue of Garuda wisnu Kencana!"

"Sorry Boss!"

"Sorry, I'm going to the toilet." Dira breaks away asking Max for permission.

"Please. Back soon. I'm waiting." Mac with a sweet smile released his hand from Dira's waist.

Dira felt her chest so tight. Of course, Dira is awkward being close to the man she just met.

Dira's hasty steps bumped into someone.

Almost Dira fell but a hand was coiled around Dira's waist.

"Sorry, is it okay?" The man immediately took off his hand while making sure the woman before him was fine.

Dira stood straight up his body while now his ball was staring at the man who collided with him.

"Ustadz Salman." Dira rounded his eyes without saying, the greeting was only the sound of his heart.

"You,?" Ustadz Salman seemed to think.

"Excuse me!" Dira chose to immediately pass avoiding Ustadz Salman.

"Looks?" Ustadz Salman has not yet found an answer.

At midnight, the event was finished.

Invitations left the event venue one by one.

"Mr Max, thank you for the invitation. I hope you don't forget the investment you're going to make for my company." That's Baskoro who is in his head only money and money.

"I was happy, too, to get acquainted with the beautiful daughter of Mr. Baskoro.

Baskoro who saw his daughter did not respond he returned to answer Max's praise.

"Anyway, I intend to take Indira breakfast, is it okay?"

"Of course it's Mr Max, isn't it darling?" Baskoro representing Dira answered Max's request as Baskoro stared intently at Dira.

Dira nodded.

"Dira, hangin. Don't let people around Lo will be victims like Mbak Naya."

That is the reason Dira pretended not to know Ustadz Salman because Dira did not want Ustadz Salman fate like Kanaya.

Max grabbed Dira's hand about to kiss Dira's back but quickly Dira pulled his hand until Max did not do it.

Of course seeing that Baskoro doesn't look like it.

"I'm sorry Mr. Max, Indira is shy, please understand sir." Baskoro while giving reasons for fear of Dira's attitude offended Max, instead of canceling plans that Baskoro had prepared to get investors like Max.

"What's wrong, Mr. Baskoro. Precisely I like the shy attitude of Indira, Ok see you tomorrow morning, my aide will pick you up for breakfast."

"Well Mr. Max, I will remind Indira not to wake up late so you can have breakfast together."

Dira who had just opened the door of the hotel room was immediately pushed in by Baskoro and knocked down Dira to fall on the floor.

Baskara gripped Dira's chin while being stared at sharply.

"You don't try to resist. Papa will not hesitate to do reckless, if Mr. Max cancels his investment. And don't try to run away again, because whoever helps you hide, will be affected. You don't want them to treat me like your friend?"

That's how Baskoro, admitted parents but his attitude is very cruel to his son.

Dira suppressed his anger. He does not want people and friends who know him to be entangled in the maelstrom of his problems.

"Gusti order me a ticket right now!"

"But Boss, it's still 3am!"

"You want me to fire!"

"Good Boss."

Nick just went back to the hotel, then he took a shower and changed clothes. I can't wait for morning to come home.

It feels good to say he didn't go to the office.

"Rodi's job! It's clock time! I have to wait for morning! He's the miss, I'm tired of the body!" Gusti murmured inwardly as his hands agilely booked the plane ticket.

Ustadz Salman had just finished a bath sitting in bed leaning his tired body.

Faith that accompanied Ustadz Salman now spoke up.

"Ustadz remembers not the woman who danced with Mr. Max's? As ever seen. But where is it?" Faith seems to think.

"Isn't that woman, the same woman that hit me earlier? Oh, I deserve as I've seen it, the same woman as the woman who danced with Mr. Max." - Ustadz Salman.