Forgive Me My Wife
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“Captain everything so that it can be live immediately.”

Bima hung up her phone call. He asked the workers to complete the house renovation as soon as possible which is expected to be completed perfectly in one week. He can't wait to bring his little family back to live in the house.

The door of his greatness room was knocked. After Bima invited, Adrian moved in.

“Pak. In the Lobby, Pak Yoga came back and insisted on meeting you. Should it be subtly evicted again, or let the security guard drag it out?” ask Adrian.

Bima propped up his chin using both hands intertwined with elbows resting on the table. He seemed to be wondering about the actions he would take in dealing with this type of Yoga forced woman.

“Let him ride,” firmly Bima.

“I mean, you will meet him directly?” Adrian asked back to confirm his hearing.

“Hmm... I'll meet him.”

“Good, Sir.” Adrian immediately out of the room Bima. Rushed to the receptionist who was on duty in the office lobby to tell Yoga to go straight up to the floor where the main director room was located.

“Pak Yoga's. The leader is willing to meet and ask you to come directly to his room. Please use executive special elevator.” The receptionist informed Yoga.

The man wearing the milo color suit was so excited to hear the receptionist's explanation. He rushed to the elevator and let the iron box carry him up.

In the elevator he set various strategies in his head for his mission to re-attach a company as big as Sinar Abadi Group. He even planned to kneel and prostrate. Yoga intends to use any means so that Malik re-emerges for the survival of luxury and extravagance. He could not imagine having to stop fiddling and also stop hiring his favorite bitches if big funds were not in his grasp.

As soon as the elevator doors opened Adrian had already welcomed him. With his bow he raised his chin laden with arrogance.

“I was waiting for your confirmation but never got word. Can't you just brag and not deliver my message? The proof now without making any appointments the president was willing to meet me and even let me use the executive elevator. Get ready for the fate of your career that may soon be here secretaries pretentious! I'll report you to Mr. Malik for your incompetent performance.” Yoga brandished his index finger in the air while saying in a high tone.

“Please enter, Pak Yoga. The president is waiting inside.” Adrian raised his hand in the air with a polite gesture of welcoming when the door opened perfectly.

Without a word of thanks Yoga just entered, just a glance with a dismissive slanted grin on Adrian. He was really annoyed, only became a secretary he felt Adrian too dare to ignore his request.

As soon as Yoga entered, it appeared in the chair of greatness of the leader turned his back to his spacious work desk. He was greeted with elegant and luxurious interior design, ranging from walls, furniture, and even floors. Equipped with several super expensive Visconti pens lined up on the table, very reflective of the success of the achievements of a company leader.

Yoga is the first time to set foot in the room of the president of Sinar Abadi Group. When the proposal partner first he only faced Adrian in the meeting room, and at the signing of the cooperation, Malik chose to meet in the private room luxury restaurant.

People who are sitting on the throne are looking out the window glass that shows the view of other tall buildings as well as the crowd in the streets.

Yoga berdehem. Tidying up his clothes and tie, rubbing his hands and opening his mouth let out a word to say hello.

“Good day, Mr. Malik. I'm very happy and grateful, you are willing to fulfill my request to meet. Could this be good news? I hope so, because I really hope your company will re-establish cooperation with Homeshoping. I can assure you that you will never regret working with my company again. Hasn't Homeshopping also contributed to making your company name more colorful?”

Yoga is confident. His words were not in accordance with his actions. Precisely he was the one who berdpleng big name Sinar Abadi Group so far. sold the big name of the company that is now led by Bima back to hook other large companies with hidden good intentions, disguised, also for the sake of getting loan funds from banks in fantastic quantities.

Yoga focuses on the figure sitting in the chair. Since then the person who occupies the seat of greatness never spoke. Shortly thereafter, the man sounded and the chair turned.

“I don't think we met in this interesting situation. Dear Mr. Yoga.”

Bima said with a faint smile. While Yoga was pictured where he stood, it was like being struck by lightning to see the figure in front of him.

“Ka-you? Ba-how can?”