Make Me His Substitute
Presidential Wife
"So how?" Ask Aga after waiting long enough for Amara to answer her question.
"Alright, I'll go with Brother." Amara answered in the end.
He pulled the corner of his lips up. He was satisfied with the answer Amara gave right now. "Then let's go!" Take Aga.
Amara nodded in agreement. Then he put the phone in the sling bag he was carrying.
"Go ahead, brother." Amara said she did not want them to go hand in hand.
Aga nodded without a sound. He stepped forward to the elevator. When crossing the office of Cakra, Cakra appears out of his office to make Amara stop his steps.
"Hi Miss Amara," said Cakra with a faint smile on her lips.
Amara noticed Cakra's smile that looked annoying in her eyes. "Why did you call me Miss?" Ask wonder.
"Because it looks like soon you will be the wife of the owner of this company. So as Mr. Aga's assistant, I have to learn to call you Miss or Miss." Answer Cakra.
"You..." Amara glared her eyes at Cakra. I don't like the words Cakra. "Don't talk carelessly!" Amara Sahut.
"I'm speaking as is, Miss Amara."
Amara wanted to recite the words of Cakra. But the intention was to undo the tat when he heard the voice of the baritone Aga calling his name.
"Let's take another step, miss. Looks like your future husband is already waiting there." Cakra glanced at Aga with his eye tail.
Amara clenched both her hands. Feeling bad to listen to the words of Cakra that seemed to be teasing him at this time.
"Mara.." Aga's voice was heard again. It seemed that the man was impatiently waiting for his arrival.
Amara left Cakra just like that and immediately ran towards Aga who was waiting for her in front of the elevator door.
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Amara thought after arriving at the parking lot Aga would get into his car to leave together. But it turns out that the man was actually walking towards his motorbike. Seeing that then only made Amara pursue Aga's step towards his bike.
"Sir Aga, why did you ride a motorcycle? Don't you want to come with my car?" Ask Amara wonder.
"No. We'll just go on my bike. I'm tired of going out in the car."
"What?" Amara flabbergasted. "So you mean you want me to ride the bike with you, right?" Ask Amara.
"Yes. Then let's go up." Aga patted the back seat of his bike.
Amara gasps. Surprised not to believe what Aga is asking for right now. His view also circulated towards the front of the building where now many employees passing by.
"But..." Amara. Especially at this time some employees who were taking the motor looked confusedly at the two.
"There's no buts. Let's get on before Zel babbles for too long waiting for our arrival."
Had no other choice, finally Amara went up on the Aga motorbike. Some employees who saw Amara flashing with Aga were made to wonder where they were going.
"Well, it looks like Mr. Aga and Amara are going to have lunch together!" The whispers of female employees began to be heard in Amara's ears as Aga drove the motor out of the parking area.
"Death to you Amara. You will definitely be a hot topic at the lambe turah group office this afternoon." Amara said in her heart. Amara's guess was reinforced when she saw some women lifting their cell phones as if they were taking pictures with Aga.
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