"What's this, Mom?" Randy asked her mother while looking at the photos in her hand one by one.

That day, Randy Anthony appeared to have a confused expression in an office building. He, who had just finished work, was suddenly offered several photographs of women to look at and pay attention to.

"That's a photo, Randy. Time to just ask."

Randy, seconds that also immediately looked up. Take a breath, and try to be patient. Hopefully, his emotions are not provoked by what his mother just said.

"Randy knows that this is called a photo. What do you mean, Mama gave this many photos for?"

"Yes, for you to choose. There are four photos of women that Mama made as candidates for future daughter-in-law. Please choose which one suits your taste."

"Mom..." Randy interrupted. Placing the entire photo sheet in his hand onto the table, the man gave a look that was hard to decipher. "We have discussed this matter countless times. Don't force Randy to rush into marriage."

Veronica Blake immediately looked at her sharply. If usually, she was soft, this time, the half-century-older woman tried to show her fangs to her son.

After all, Veronica had given up enough so far. He was tired of seeing his only son continue to be alone like now.

"Mama doesn't want to know, Randy Anthony. Anyway, now you have to comply with Mama's request. You only have two choices now. Do you want to be chosen, or choose yourself from the four photos that Mama gave you. Besides, what's so hard about just choosing?"

Randy let out a long sigh. The narrow-eyed man chose to close his eyes for a moment. He was exhausted when he was involved in an argument like this with his mother.

"How do you choose? Randy herself doesn't even know any of them."

"It's easy if you really want to get acquainted first," Veronica said quickly. "Mama can arrange everything according to your wishes. After all, it all depends on your own intentions. Remember, Randy, your age this year has even touched 35 years. How long do you want to be single like now? Aren't you tired of hearing gossip? Is it the employees here who accuse their boss of being gay? Or could it be that you're really gay, that's why you've been refusing until now if Mom and Dad are forcing you to get married?"

"Oh my God, Mama."

Randy could be heard exclaiming. He did not accept the accusations that his mother had just made. After all, what's the sin of not being married for 35 years? Randy was sure that her parents knew what had caused her to choose to be alone until now.

"So what if you're not married for 35 years? In South Korea, the Ahjussi are handsome, wealthy, still single even though they're over 40 years old. Only in Indonesia, people who get married late are considered a disgrace to netizens who don't take part in feeding them. Besides, where are there also playboys who are gay, Ma," Randy debated at length. The whole argument seemed like the man was bringing it up purposefully, as if reflecting on his feelings.

Rather than gay news, all of his employees know more that he is a typical boss who often changes partners or dates friends. I don't know how many women he has brought to the office or to go to some parties.

"Yeah that's why!" Veronica immediately glared. She was staring intently at the son. "You can prove to everyone that you are a real boy. Instead of being a playboy who is dating or having fun in an obscure way, bring one of them to Mama for selection."

"Selection? It's like applying for a job."

"Yes, you have to! Choose a partner, you have to be clear on the seeds, the bebet, the weight. What's more, you come from a respected family. Don't look for a partner haphazardly."

"Ah, it's really complicated, Ma. This is what makes Randy lazy to bring a partner to meet Mama. In the end, he must die before the war."

Hearing the innuendo made Veronica not accept it. The son seems to be back, calling for the emotions he has been holding back.

"In that case, it's better for Mama to look for it. All you have to do is choose and accept it's done. You can make sure for yourself the seeds, ducklings, weight, background. What superiority is guaranteed."

Randy took a deep breath. Exhaling slowly, then soon returned to speak in a softer tone.

As an obedient child, he does not dare to argue with what his parents, especially his mother, ordered. From the beginning, education, hobbies, and all kinds of things have been arranged in such a way.

Even though he often protested, Randy still did it in the end. Because of this submissive behavior, the mother sometimes takes advantage of her weakness.

"So, Mama will Randy marry Mama's choice?"

"When asked what you want, of course Mama wants you to get married soon. That's why Mama offered to help choose."

Randy nodded. He realized that this time he would no longer be able to argue, let alone refuse what his mother had ordered.

Usually, Randy gave many reasons so that she could postpone the order to get married. This time, he needed more vocabulary. He can no longer move.

"So, Randy has to choose one of the four women in this photo?"

Veronica nodded repeatedly. She was then pointed at the brown folder beside the son's hand.

"Inside the brown folder are accompanying documents that explain the backgrounds of all the candidates. You may read and study them first. But if you can, Mama's advice is to meet the four of them in person. After that, it's just a matter of choosing which one you think is the best." match your criteria or personality."

"Give Randy one month to learn all this, Ma," the man begged in a pleading tone.

However, instead of agreeing, Veronica shook her head repeatedly.

"No. That's too long. Mama give me three days."

"Three days where enough, Ma!"

"Reading the file doesn't take long, Randy," protested Veronica. "Just reading your business proposal only takes a few hours, right?"

"But it's about a life partner. Not about business."

"Mama doesn't accept protests or negotiations. What is certain, when the weekend comes, you have to meet one or all of these women and make a choice as soon as possible."

Randy took a deep breath and then nodded. Inevitably surrender to all the orders that his mother has conveyed. How could he also protest when he was treated like now?

***

"The first candidate's name is Alesha Almira. The only child of the famous Dion Prasetya couple who owns the Nobu International bank network."

Alvin Wedakarna, a man who has dedicated himself as Randy's assistant for five years, looks serious in reading the data one by one from all the prospective wives that Mrs. Veronica has prepared for her son. While Randy is alone in her work chair, just silently listening. She is digesting one by one the explanations that his assistant had previously described.

"Alesha Almira is a model and socialite, sir," continued Alvin. "Graduate of the university of Toronto, Canada."

"Next," said Randy hastily. As if lazy to find out more. "Just read the second candidate straight away. To be honest, I'm not interested in having a socialite wife. For some reason, I'm sure a wife who compares herself as a socialite would like to be busy with her own world."

Alvin nodded. He understood very well that Randy was a very picky man. Besides being more concerned with work, his boss has a too high standard for a life partner.

"The second candidate's name is Velia Angelica," continued Alvin reading back the data of the prospective wife in his hand. "She is the youngest daughter of Hartono Jaya who is a ship and coal entrepreneur. Velia herself works as an aesthetic doctor who already has many beauty clinics in various big cities in Indonesia."

Randy nodded. He was thinking and weighing what if he had a wife who was a beauty doctor in the future.

"Ah, that seems troublesome!" muttered Randy softly. There are so many considerations in determining the future wife this time. "Just continue reading the next one, Vin."

"The third is Tamara Salim. This woman is the only daughter of Wilantara Salim, owner of a network of hospitals and several medical devices factories. Tamara herself has more or less the same profession as the first candidate, sir."

Randy, from his seat, could only sigh. It's so boring to hear one by one the data from the prospective wife that his mother handed him. In Randy's eyes, almost all of the prepared candidates looked the same with all the criteria.

"Read the last one, Vin," Randy asked after a few moments of silence. "After that, please help choose, which one do you think I should meet."

"The last name is Gea Rose Donovan. The youngest daughter of Gorge Donovan. Owner of the IndoAsia Group and several hotel chains and several shopping centers. Gea herself is currently still working as a student at a private university. Of all the candidates, only this girl is the youngest herself . He's only 23 years old. I don't know why Mrs. Veronica put him on the shortlist."

Alvin then took a few steps forward. He offered all the photos from the folder, so Randy might have yet to see them.

"This is Alesha," Alvin pointed out. "This is Velia. The one wearing a white shirt is called Tamara. The one wearing white sneakers is called Gea."

Randy looked once again at all the photos that Alvin handed over. Probing deeply while continuing to consider which woman he should meet this weekend.

If you look at the photos, they all look almost the same. Looks beautiful, elegant, and charming, like old money in general.

Do I need to accept this match?

Standing right in front of Randy's desk, Alvin immediately nodded confidently. According to him, there was no longer any choice, bearing in mind that Mrs. Veronica's decision could no longer be contested.

Even though Randy had often protested, in the end, the man obeyed. How dare Randy deny the order or policy that her mother had decided?

"There is no other choice, sir. After all, as Mrs. Veronica said, getting married and having children soon is an absolute requirement for Mr. Randy to inherit the business and subsidiaries of the Anthony family which are currently developing. If you don't hurry, your descendants will overtake you. Another officer."

At that moment, Randy was pensive. Carrying his hand, the man repeatedly rubbed his chin while remembering what his mother had said yesterday afternoon.

"You are the strongest candidate, son. You don't want to be like Kendra who has succeeded in leading Palma? Are you willing that Sandara, Sinta, or Celina will take this big opportunity, who are all women? What's so hard about just getting married and having children? After all, Opa Antonie already knows what your performance has been like so far."

Randy, for a second, also stared back with a lazy expression.

"It's not that easy, Ma. Getting married and having children requires a process."

"You know," Veronica said quickly. "That's why Mama helps you to find a future wife who fits our family's criteria. A future wife who will be able to give you many great offspring."

"But, Mom----"

"Okay, don't protest too much," Veronica interrupted. "You never said you wanted to make Papa and Mama proud, right?"

Asked, so Randy, of course, immediately nodded. Since childhood, he has had the same dream and has not changed one bit, namely to make his parents, especially his father, proud of all his achievements.

Randy also remembered that her father always tried his best to make himself a leader. Competent, responsible, calculating, and most importantly, loved by all employees.

"Yes, Mom."

"That's it. Just get married and have children soon. So that Opa can immediately make you the next successor."

Randy's eyes closed dramatically. For some reason, he felt burdened by his mother's request to get married soon. Not because I want to be someone other than the successor to the business that has been predicted. It's just that, according to Randy, it's not easy to get married, let alone have children with a woman she doesn't love.

But refusing is also not the right choice. Randy was also only able to see the position she had been aiming for from the start once another cousin took it. Moreover, the opponents are all women. Where do you want to put his face?

"So how is it, sir?" Alvin scolded when he found Randy, who had been silent for so long. "Mr. Randy, which woman do you want to meet this weekend?"

Randy looked up. After considering it for a while, he finally made a final decision.

"You just arrange the schedule for the weekend. What is certain, I want to meet them first."

"Everything?" asked Alvin to make sure.

Randy nodded confidently.

"Yes. All without exception."