WIFE COFFER CEO

5

I sat in the front seat of the dresser mirror while staring at my reflection in front of the mirror. ''Beautiful.'' That one word just slid off my thin, sexy lips. Yes, after my face was polished with makeup by a woman ordered by Mr. Hendrick, I have finally become a very beautiful woman, to the extent that I myself was made to look at the reflection of myself in the mirror. Moreover, my beautiful body has also been wrapped in a very luxurious white colored dress and in my head there is also a very beautiful crown. My long, wavy hair was styled in such a way by the woman ordered by Mr. Hendrick, the woman whom the men call MUA and makeup artist.

''Come, down. Mr. Hendrick was waiting for Miss downstairs, said the woman dressed in all black. As far as I know, Mr. Hendrick introduced him as the butler of the house I live in now. Now I was in a spacious room with full facilities in it. The room that was the bridal chamber between myself and Mr. Hendrick.

''Yes, alright.'' Sitting up from my seat. The black-clothed woman named Jasmine helped me lift up my long dress which otherwise would sweep the floor. I wonder, why Mr Hendrick is so excessive in choosing a dress and dressing me, is this not just a secret wedding between us? Then why is it so excessive. After all, certainly present at this wedding is only a penghulu and a few witnesses. Even Mr. Hendrick hides about who I am from his parents, from his friends and from his co-workers. As for lovers? I don't know who Mr. Hendrick's girlfriend is right now.

I walked down the stairs one by one with Jasmine who was always loyal behind me. Two maids who were about forty years old were guiding my body on the left and right sides.

When we got to the bottom floor, we walked back into a room, which the butler said was the hall in the house. Waw, again I was amazed, Mr. Hendrick's house is complete, all the rooms and facilities are in it.

''Hurry along!'' sahut Mr. Hendrick with his hoarse voice and a little jarring. He turned his head towards us, then when his eyes and mine met, I saw he was silent for a moment, his eyes were unblinking, I then lowered my face, I looked up, I was embarrassed to be looked at so closely by the man who would soon be my husband. The mistress' husband must have been. I also became a mistress. What kind of marriage is this? Yes secret marriage of course, only secret marriage is suitable as a fitting designation. Mr. Hendrick looks very handsome with a white shirt wrapped in his strapping body, besides I also see something different on Mr. Hendrick's face, I noticed Mr. Hendrick's face looked cleaner and shinier than usual.

I was sitting right next to Mr. Hendrick with my chest tight and the strange pounding I felt in my chest, I feel claustrophobic considering that I have to end my single life in a bad way. But even so I must always be strong, because all this I did was solely to save my sister's life. Mr. Hendrick's perfume smell pierced the sense of smell, and then after that Mr. Hendrick and the man I was expecting to shake hands with Dad. I looked down listening, listening to Mr. Hendrick and the man saying the word ijab kabul over me. Soon I'll be Hendrick's wife. Yes, I think this is much better than I have to be the wife of the landlords in the village.

Seriate.