Farrel Manggala Wdyatmaja, a successful entrepreneur who is one of the ten richest entrepreneurs in Indonesia. The man, aged twenty-six, occupied the eighth position out of ten people.
Thanks to his hard work in building and running the family business well, the Wdyatmaja family business is growing rapidly and has almost all connections in all companies.
Having a perfect face like a Greek god, as well as a myriad of achievements in the business field make Farrel the ideal man. More precisely, the ideal husband.
Almost all of the women in this country adore him, wanting to belong to him. In fact, there are those who don't know how embarrassed they are to propose to the man first. Moreover, Farrel's current status is increasingly making them aggressively seeking to get it.
He is a young and handsome businessman, who has a life that is almost perfect if only he had a partner. Yes, Farrell is still alone.
The name Farrel Manggala Wdyatmaja has been discussed for almost a year. Apart from being the sole heir of the Wdyatmaja family, this man has also managed to set a record for developing the most companies.
Recently, the public was shocked again by the fact that this handsome man was paired with the only grandson of the owner of the Williams Group.
The lucky girl who was paired with Farrel, is Sherly Williams. The only grandson of Thomas Williams, who owns the most successful international television station.
How harmonious the couple is. Sherly, the beautiful girl who works as a model, is juxtaposed with the handsome Farrel, the most handsome young businessman. How happy they are, perfect.
"Farrell, Farrell!"
That excited shout, came from at the door. Farrel already knows who owns it. It is Sherly Williams, a girl who always looks elegant in front of the camera, but will turn into a careless little girl behind the camera.
Just now Farrel wanted to warn Sherly to stop running, remembering that the girl was still wearing her 10cm high heels, she had tripped over her own feet beforehand. Sherly almost fell, if Farrel was not alert to catch her lascivious body.
"Becarefull." Farrel said half scolding, Sherly could not be advised properly.
"Luckily you are always on the fly to catch the Queen." Sherly chuckled, still in Farrell's hug, who was reluctant to make her fall.
"Yes, and if I were a little late, I made sure you landed smoothly on the carpet." said Farrel with a sneer.
"No no no, you will never let me fall, right ?!"
"As you wish."
"Geez," sneered Sherly when she was out of Farrel's embrace. "Your pretentious style doesn't care, even though you're afraid if something happens to me."
"Your confidence, high." replied Farrell flatly. The man was back at his desk, staring at his laptop, which was displaying charts and numbers.
"Should I go back to tell you, how panicked you were when I was hurt? Even though it was only a small wound," said Sherly.
"What you call a minor cut, is a knife cut that ends in eight stitches." said Farrell without looking at Sherly.
"Geez, I just got 7 stitches!" Sherly protested not receiving.
"Whatever, you better go. I'm busy."
Sherly glared at Farrel, her cheeks puffed with annoyance. "You kicked out your future wife ?!"
"Yes, I kicked Sherly Williams out of my office on Thursday, January 18 this year." Farrel still stares at the laptop in front of him, without turning his gaze at the slightest glance at Sherly who is already annoyed at the top level now.
"Good!" grumbled Sherly irritably. The girl stomped her feet, before she really left the black and white room.
"Hey,"
Farrell's call made Sherly turn around. Even though he now endured desperately how happy he was, still that sullen and annoyed face had to be plastered on his face.
"What?" said Sherly curtly.
"In three days, I want to take you to London." Farrel looked seriously at Sherly.
"London?" Sherly raised an eyebrow. After realizing one thing, the girl smiled broadly and almost jumped for joy if only Farrel hadn't warned her.
"Don't jump up and down." scolded the man when Sherly had taken a swing.
"So you agreed to celebrate my birthday in London?" asked the girl, who was nearly twenty-two, with a gleam of hope in her eyes.
Farrel nodded in response. Without smiling or changing her flat expression, she turned her gaze back to the numeric graph before her eyes.
"Why did you suddenly change your mind?" asked Sherly. "You yourself said that you are busy with work, work and work."
"Yes, because my new job is there." replied Farrell dryly.
"Is it true?" Sherly asked back.
Farrel nodded his head. "And, it seems like there is nothing wrong with obeying my future wife's wishes."
Sherly could no longer hold back her happiness. The woman trotted over to Farrel, hugged him tightly from behind, and even kissed every inch of his handsome face.
"I still have a meeting after this!" Farrel protested when he felt that his face had been filled with red lipstick stamp from Sherly's lips.
"Leave it," Sherly chuckled with amusement. "Let the women who like you break their hearts." he laughed again.
"You don't know the law of karma, huh?" asked Farrel sarcastically. "What you reap, that's what you get. It could be that someday you are in their position, jealous to see me with another woman."
Sherly's laughter slowly faded, replaced by a naughty smile. "That will never happen," he said confidently. "Not unless he comes back."
After that, Sherly pulled Farrell's face forcibly, and started kissing the man's lips. Whatever happens in the future, he doesn't care. Anyway, that man now belongs to him.
And, he too is dead. Will never come back, to take Farell from him again. Will not.
