Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO’s Plaything

After Lisa's return from the hospital, Rangga was finally able to refocus on his work at the office. He had many things to do in the office since he was busy devoting his time to Lisa, and his works were certainly mounting that it'd definitely made him dizzy. But that's the risk Rangga had taken after sacrificing his job for love.

Lisa is back looking for work after a long time in the hospital. She had to go back to work to earn her self-respect after being depressed and abused by the men of her past. She only has two choices— succumbing and depending on men or looking for work to make money on her own.

Lisa kept herself busy compiling resumes to send to companies that were opening job vacancies online. Not only that, she also printed some to submit it offline if none of the job applications she applied online passed.

This morning, Lisa is getting ready to go to several walk-in interviews. She chewed her sandwich in a hurry while wearing her shoes and preparing all the documents she needed, to the point of making Rangga worried about her condition.

"Hey, why are you in such a hurry?"

"I'm going to look for work! I can't stay at home too long, I have to find money to support my family!" Lisa replied without hesitation.

Rangga raised his eyebrows. "Have you been looking for a suitable company yet?"

"Not yet, but I have sent my CV to a company with available job vacancies. I want to try a walk-in interview too, who knows if I land one?" Lisa replied hastily.

"Why don't you just work at one of my companies? I need a secretary for my insurance company," said Rangga.

Hearing the offer, Lisa immediately shook her head steadily without hesitation. "Really? Bella is working there. Besides, my image is already bad in your advertising company. Like hell no, I won't go back so I'll just search for it myself until I find one!"

Rangga nodded and understood. Previously, Lisa had worked at one of his companies, but because of a trivial problem caused by his ex-wife which led to slander, all employees at the advertising company misunderstood Lisa's character. The incident seriously damaged her image.

"Okay, do you want me to drive you there?" Rangga offered.

"No, I just want to take the busway. I don't want to be lazy." Lisa immediately grabbed her tote bag before she left Rangga's house. When she pulled the door open, the man came over to her and tapped her on the shoulder.

"Lisa, I'm not in a hurry, I'm already here, I'll just escort you to the busway stop. It's hard to find a taxi at this hour," Rangga said, insisting on taking her.

If it's like this, Lisa can't help but give up and comply with his offer.

"Fine, let's go then," Lisa replied.

***

During the trip to the nearest busway stop, the atmosphere inside the car was quiet and awkward. There was only the sound of the radio accompanying the short trip and the car's engine.

Suddenly, Rangga spoke up and broke the silence. "I have an acquaintance who just started a company. It's really new, kind of like a start-up. He needs a new employee, if you don't mind, you can try this."

Lisa then turned to him. She frowned and said, "New company?"

"Yes, this acquaintance of mine is very ambitious. He used to work under me and he'd been very ambitious since junior high school."

"Ah, if that's the case, I guess I'll have to pass. I have to think first. The problem is I don't know what kind of acquaintance you have," Lisa said a little doubtfully.

"Just take it easy, it's just an offer. If you're positive then I'll help you out," Rangga replied casually, no pressure at all.

Lisa nodded and cleared her throat. After Rangga's car arrived at an intersection near the shopping center, she told him to pull over and said, "No need to wait. Thanks for driving me!"

"You're welcome. Be careful on your way. Good luck for the interview!" Rangga replied, waving his hand.

Two minutes later, Lisa immediately walked to the bus stop and queued up to get on the busway.

During the trip, Lisa felt optimistic that some of the companies she'd applied for would accept her. Anyway, her main goal is to earn money to support her sick mother so that she can experience a better life in her old age. She had promised herself that she had to make her mother happy even though the opportunity to do so was very small.

She would not just give up.

After all, a promise will not be fulfilled if it is only spoken. She still has to make every effort to fulfill her promise for the good of her family's life.

Even though she's living together with Rangga, or if they ended up in marriage one day, she still wouldn't want to depend on him.

She knew she wouldn't skip any meals nor live in poverty as long as she stayed with Rangga, but Lisa still didn't want to rely on him forever.

Her mother taught her to live independently since childhood. Living in a messy family, especially after the separation of her parents because of her irresponsible father, Lisa learned to live on her own.

For the next week, Lisa will never stop looking for work and sending job applications online. This week, she always leaves early in the morning and comes home late at night until her whole body feels stiff and sore.

Tonight, Rangga seems to be home earlier than usual. He wanted to eat at home with his new lover.

It so happened that Lisa was taking a break from a job hunt today, so she helped Mrs. Sumiyati cook in the kitchen.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Lisa immediately ran to open it while still holding a spatula. She wore casual clothes, a T-shirt with cartoon drawing and her hair tied up like an elementary school kid.

Unintentionally, Rangga stared at her appearance, which he had never seen before, with a confused face. "Lisa... You...."

"What's wrong? If you want to laugh, just laugh," Lisa exclaimed irritably. She knew Rangga was amused by her ridiculous appearance.

"Ha ha ha! Oh my God, you're so cute, just like a kindergarten kid!!!" Rangga almost fell while laughing at how ridiculous Lisa's appearance was today.

"Come on, I'm still helping Mrs. Sumiyati to cook. You hurry up and take a shower and then change your clothes and go down for dinner, okay?" Lisa held out the spatula she was holding as if she was the boss.

"Ouch, wait, my stomach hurts! Seriously you are so funny I can't stand it. Ouch.... Wait, I'm not really hungry yet. But if you want then you can have it first," Rangga replied, trying to calm himself from the unbearable laughter.

He felt happy ever since Lisa moved into his house. As long as the woman was by his side, he always felt like he was at home.

Rangga sat on the sofa in the living room, crossing his two legs. He grabbed a teacup and turned his head towards the kitchen. From a distance, he looked at Lisa's figure, who looked beautiful like the most expensive painting ever made in the world.

Not long after, Lisa called him to join her at the dinner table.

Rangga got up from the sofa and went to the dining table. How shocked he was when he stared at the expanse of luxurious food that he didn't know Lisa could make.

"Dinner is ready! Ms. Lisa cooked all these for you, sir," Mrs. Sumiyati said in a friendly manner while arranging the dishes.

"Woah, this looks really good!" Rangga exclaimed spontaneously.