Women Choice Ceo

Indemnify

POV Azril Musyary

"Azril, when's the wedding, son?" ask Mom during my thirty-year anniversary.

"Entarlah, ma'am," I replied lazily.

Because to me all women are the same. The outside only loves us, but his heart only loves money. I'm not about her ugly beauty, her poor wealth. But his loyalty is more important. The wheel of life no one knows, okay I am now a successful person with a lot of money. However, can I guarantee that wealth will be loyal to me until my grandchildren are great? Only God knows.

I do not want if I one day, God is destined to be in trouble, my partner will also turn away from me who is poor. Moreover, I am now thirty years old, no longer young.

"Azril Musyary! You are the only child in this family. I am old, I want grandchildren. What else are you looking for? Home, ada. Money, ada. Car, ada. It's all there."

"Just don't want to know, I've prepared a candidate for you. Son of a mother's best friend, her son is well mannered. Tomorrow he'll be coming in for ki-'s company's birthday party"

"No! I have my own candidate. I'll take her tomorrow to our company's birthday party" as I say.

I will no longer be acquainted with the woman of Mother's choice. All the women you introduced me to Matre! Just want some money. Like one of my mother's chosen women, when she called accidentally I listened to their conversation, which was the point. The moment she managed to marry me, she would secretly enter a medicine that could cripple people. If someone is paralyzed, that's okay. This is just gonna take my treasure.

"Ha! Just look out for you, if you bring a cheap woman who is not classy! Which is not worth our economy!" he said with great emphasis and then left.

A lady? Which woman should I bring?

***

After the meeting I immediately got to the car, as usual went to lunch at a restaurant close to the lake. The air there is cool enough to breathe fresh air.

But when I want to open the car door. I accidentally looked towards the school bus station. I saw a woman sitting and looking at me, like I've seen her.

"Sir Slamet!" call me to my driver after getting in the car.

"Yes, Master!"

"Don't you see, the woman sitting at the bus station?" I asked while pointing at the woman.

"forget? Have I ever met?" I answered while remembering.

"Well she is, the lady you helped who was almost allowed**a. And those who come to you, sir, will go to lunch. Who thanked that but, sir didn't heed it. After that, I noticed that he had been sitting at the station for a week and looking in this direction" said Mr. Slamet.

" Yes yes, I remember."

Turns out he was, yeah. That plain and stupid girl. But his eyes were plain as if he fit. I need to call Ezar to investigate his status.

***

"She was right woman how many weeks ago you helped and .. who dared to come thank you directly. It's been a week since he saw you from that bus station, to the point that he missed the bus. And after he saw you he came home on foot. About five hundred meters from his house, he had just boarded a motorcycle taxi because the money he had could only pay for a distance of five hundred meters. While the distance from the school to his house was about one and a half kilo meters," explained Ezar carefully.

"Looks like him, Azril Musyary. The rich and dashing man who was very famous for his coldness towards women," Ezar sneered. Goddamnit!

"Damn, Lu! I'm not single!" cercaku while throwing him a spoon.

After hearing Ezar's report, I was pretty sure she was the woman I chose. But can marriage without love survive? Ah, it's the most important marriage that ever, than I have to marry the woman of choice Mother who has eyes twitching.

"I'm not done talking, Zril!"

"This woman is very opposed to your family" said Ezar again.

"Why?" my many.

"He's a poor woman. Both of his parents were farmers, it was not their land. They only work for people. Your mother must have been raging."

Sure ... must be Mother made a furore again if she knew, would not accept the presence of the woman.

"Let's just say, I'm not a child anymore whose life is set," I replied casually and then sauntered away.

seriated.