Women Choice Ceo

Tired of Working

I don't speak anymore, hoping he'll keep his word. When there's something he has to protect me. I trust him!

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I have reached my destination. This place ... I seem to recognize? Oh, yeah yeah! This is the company near my school. Don't tell me this is Azril's company he's referring to?

"Himeka, come on in!" call Azril to me who is still silently staring in the car.

I immediately went down, holding the lower robe because it was too long. It's like the princess clothes I saw on Tivi. Not suitable to say gamis.

"Where else are we going? Said he was going to go to the company's birthday party, sir?" many ensure. Who knows, he suddenly became forgetful wkwkwkw.

"Yes, this is my company." I see, he's the CEO of this company.

I slapped my cheek and pinched my wrist. I hope to wake up soon from this heartfelt dream. But, aww! Be ill. Oh God! It's actually.

"Hey! Stupid woman! Why did you slap your own cheek?" ask her with a wrinkled forehead.

Himeka fool! Could it be unusual? Look at his face, maybe ilfil is the same as me.

"Em-em is okay, sir," I answered making a face as often as possible, so as not to get angry again.

"Master? Remember that! when we're inside, don't call me sir. Call me sa-"

"Sister Azril!" as fast.

"Come on! Chivy. We've been waiting inside," he asked.

I was shocked, my reflexes stopped. My heart beats that were once mediocre, now even rhythmically harder. How not? He's grabbing my waist.

"Sorry, Brother. We're not married yet, we're on a par, yeah!" I said carefully, afraid to offend him.

"Oh, yeah, sorry."

I was so nervous I almost forgot, how to walk? Azril continued to be near me, he was right to keep his promise.

"Azril! Mom's here!" call a woman not far from us.

Azril invited me to approach the beautiful woman. His face looked no longer young, with a red knee-length shirt making him more radiant. Moreover, this room is full of bright lights.

"Is he your candidate?" asked the woman, looking at me from head to toe.

"Yes! Himeka introduce her to my mother." Mammy? Wow, still young, yeah.

"I'm Himeka Alisha, Auntie!" I said while regretting it.

"Thank you for the presence of your friends! Today is exactly the anniversary of my husband's legacy company. I want to introduce the future wife of the sole heir of this company!" mama Azril said.

"Include this, Himeka Alisha is my son Azril Musyary's candidate!" said introduce.

"Well! Beautiful, yes!"

"Yes, be compatible with Azril!"

Everyone started to judge me. Thank goodness that my current appearance does not make Azril and her mother ashamed. However, the boisterousness came to a halt when two very familiar women came.

Yep! That's Anuradha and his mother. My feelings are starting to get bad.

"You're Himeka?" asked Anuradha to make sure.

"Yes!" reply down.

"Son Anuradha knew Himeka?" ask Azril's mother.

"Yes, Aunt. He's the son of my papa oil palm plantation worker!" the answer.

Oh God! My feeling was even more uneasy, seeing her mother Azril's face start to turn red.

"Azril, is that right?"

"Anzril!" yelled Azril's mother again.

"Yes, that's right!" I answered justifying.

"Himekah!" azril said embracing my shoulder.

My tears are starting to collapse. Why is it that wherever I go, I'm always humiliated like this? Are poor people so despicable in front of rich people like them? Anuradhas! I hate you! Let God repay all your treatment to me.

"Azril cancel your fiancee! I've given you the opportunity to search for yourself, but you chose a classless woman like this!"

"Mother! Enough's enough! She's my perfect choice!" azril argued against me.

"Just where? Anuradha less than in your eyes? She's beautiful, polite, smart and a classy kid."

As tight as my heart, it turns out Anuradha is the choice candidate of Azril's mother. It seems I don't deserve to be here anymore, I'd better get going.

I ran out of this luxury building. The building that I may no longer be able to see tomorrow, because it has grown a wound so painful.

Seriate.