Marriage Contract

CHAPTER 2: Wife Search Audition

CHAPTER 2: Wife Search Audition

Oh, madam, you want to audition to find a wife for the big boss, right?" The security guard, whose name is Juki on his shirt tag, grins to himself.

"Huh what? A wife search audition?" Anita repeated the words of the security guard which was considered strange in her ears.

"Yes, yes, wait a moment. You enter through the pedestrian door, okay. Follow this path. Don't go in the middle because it's a special car road." Mr. Juki gave a lengthy explanation to which Anita only replied with a grin and a nod. Even the place of the road is distinguished, tsk tsk tsk, he thought.

Anita entered the side door as directed by Mr. Juki after passing the pedestrian path. The sky began to darken because the clock on Anita's watch was already 7 o'clock in the evening. The location of her house from her office is quite far, plus the traffic jams in Madrid as usual when she comes home from work, and this poor woman doesn't even have a private vehicle.

This slender woman walked towards the arrow that was pointed and said 'this way. Anita walked slowly. And, how surprised he was because there were about 10 Sonya dressed up and dressed sexy in line. What is this? Wow, it turns out that many are also interested in the compensation given, thought Anita. He sat in the last seat according to arrival. Every time it's a turn to enter, the second person immediately shifts his seat forward. And so on to the back.

The women were well dressed, and sexy, with shoes and bags that matched the clothes. As for him? Just wearing a T-shirt, tattered jeans, sneakers, and a 20 thousand sling bag. Duh, he was desperate to embarrass himself. Several Sonyas who saw her smiled sarcastically with condescending looks. Anita is self-aware. But he had already come a long way, there was no way back. At least he passed the interview first so he wouldn't be curious. About whether he escaped or not, he didn't think about it.

"Miss? Hey there lady! Miss ponytail!" Someone's scream woke Anita who was fast asleep on the bench. Ahhh, why did he fall asleep? Anita blinked her eyes. It's quiet no one else. There was only him and a middle-aged Sonya in her fifties.

"I?" Asked Anita half-unconscious

"Yes, you, who else is it?" Answer the Sonya.

Anita glanced at her watch and saw that it was already 9 o'clock. What? Last night? How can you go home later? Of course, there is no public transportation anymore.

"Are you still interested?" Answer the Sonya. Ahh it's already wet, thought Anita.

"Yes ma'am." Anita approached Sonya.

"How was your sleep? Good?" This rather stocky Sonya looked at Anita's appearance flatly.

"Sorry ma'am, I just got home from work so tired." the answer

"You're already working, why do you still need money?" Ask that Sonya

"My father...need urgent surgery." Anita quietly looked down and sighed heavily.

The woman was silent for a moment. Of all the reasons given by applicants, only Anita is different. The previous women had various unreasonable reasons. Want to be a devoted wife, love small children, want to build a happy family, and so on. Cliche excuses. And, the most fatal thing is that they claim to be virgins. Even though after checking, they were broken. Yes, this audition also involves a dermatologist and gynecologist who checks whether the applicant is a virgin or not.

"You enter that door. Inside there are two people who will interview you. First, a man who will ask for all your details. And, the second is a doctor Sonya who will check whether you are a virgin or not. Now come in, it's getting late. night."

Anita sighed and said Bismillah before entering. Middle-aged Sonya who heard that knitted her brows. Only this time someone prayed before entering. The women before were even busy dressing and tidying their clothes. But not with this ponytail girl.

"Good night." Say hello to Anita first. There were two people with tired eyes staring at Anita lazily.

"You're the last right?" Ask a man

"Yes sir, I'm the last." Anita replied while grinning a pony, just like her ponytail.

"Thank God, we can finally go home soon Nan." The man said

"Yes, that's all right. I'll check you first so it's fast. From earlier, everything was fake. Claimed to be a virgin but it turned out to be a hole." Anita is nervous not playing. How come he could be so determined to this place? Oh my God, but he can't back down anymore. Finally Anita headed to the secret room for women. After a few minutes inside, the doctor Nancy came out with a flat expression. "Okay, continue." Absurd words were thrown at the male friends who were waiting outside the room.

"Well, why do you want to marry our employer who is an old and disabled man? Aren't you still young and beautiful, you still have a long way to go. Don't tell me it's because you just got dumped or frustrated because your boyfriend cheated on you?" The man leaned his back on the thick and soft chair he was sitting on. Doctor Sonya, who examined Anita, sat next to her with her arms crossed in front of her chest and crossed one leg over the other.

"I... I... need a lot of money... to pay for my father's surgery. My father was the victim of a hit-and-run by an unknown person." Anita lowered her head. His fingers were twisted to reduce the nervousness that hit him.

The other two people in the same room fell silent, speechless. Only a soft sigh escaped their lips. Until finally one of them spoke,

"You know what you have to do?"

"I must have at least 3 children, right? By the way, if I may ask, why 3? Does your employer really like children?" Ask Anita.

"Yes you could say so." Now the female doctor's voice.

"Oh I see. So, maybe I have to be married for at least 3 years? Suppose 1 child 1 year includes 40 days postpartum period per 1 child." Anita makes an equally absurd parable.

"Why three years when it can be 1 year?"

"It means?"

"Why don't you consider the calculation if giving birth to triplets at once?" Answer female doctor

"Ah, yes, that's right." Anita smiled flatly.

"Why? Do you want to earn 1 billion every month for 3 years at least?" The male interviewer frowned.

"No no, the sooner the better of course. I only need 20 million, not billions. Even 100 million is too much for me." Anita waved her hands to refute the accusations made by the man.

"Is that so? Hmm, fine. We'll call you tomorrow." Suddenly, the man's cell phone vibrated. An incoming call with the name on the screen, "Mr. Benjamin Moses" called. The man put a finger on his lips to Sonya's friend next to him as a sign to be quiet.