
This morning was my first day in after a week of vacation, it was definitely a myriad of work piling up. Sure enough, on my work desk some files that accumulate with not neatly mountains, I see the condition of my desk that is not neatly arranged as before.
"How can my table be this bad," I cried annoyed.
I went to my work room first while Mas Abhi went straight to see a client to discuss something, I refused to come along because it was not in the mood as well because I still remember the incident in the cottage.
I saw tucked red scrap paper crimped by stacking files there.
"The real work is to try to be an exemplary secretary in order to buy branded goods, hahahah," on the lower right side written the name of his beloved nephew Andi.
"This child, watch out for you when we meet!" pekikku in my heart. Mom Mastani came up to me for a while and offered to help clean up all this mess. As long as we go to Cirebon bu Mastani or other employees do not dare to enter our room is no exception OB in this office, because it is the rules and also added Andi who gives the rules because it is every report and file that must be submitted, Andi himself keeps it. Though if you think, the location of our office is quite time consuming not to mention jammed "does he not cape back and forth continue to take care of two offices?" muttered.
"Don't bother, ma'am. This let me just get it right," I tried to subtly reject it because it's not good that the Mastani bun has to help.
"It's okay, mom. I also have no other job aka being unemployed," indeed this Mastani ma'am is a diligent person and does not want to be silent. In this office it is not uncommon for Mastani to also take care of the desks of friends in his work that is not neat, either it may be congenital because it is old or indeed such habits.
" Because usually if you are old like that do not want to be silent, heheheh."
In the end we both began to clean up all the mess in my room and also mas Abhi.Compose all documents and files in order to schedule and given a different color cover and also written on the clock and days to make it easier when taking it so as not to be confused.
I leave some work to Mastani's mom because I have to clean up Abhi's room. Previously, my Mastani mother asked me to come clean up the room of Abhi mas but she refused smooth because she did not dare.
"Abhi's room isn't as messy as my room, maybe because it's outside or because it's the boss's room so no one dares to come in" I murmured.
I clean all the stationery stored scattered on the table, I open the curtains that still cover the room so that the sunlight enters the room and is not moist. I turn on the AC to breathe fresh air when Mas Abhi enters the room later.
Bukk.
"What's this?" I lifted up the 3R rectangular sheet of paper which turned out to be my photo paper turned back and how jolted my heart, my body felt stung by the electric shock, my hands shook my body as if limp, I felt like I was in a state of shock, my chest tightened instantly. There is a picture of my husband Mas Abhi with other women side by side showing a happy smile, the woman is none other than Aisyah.
"A, aisha!" Tub was struck by lightning, I don't know how my legs limp almost fell.
Andi who at that time had not been there since when to hold my body so as not to fall. Andi hurriedly leaned me over to the sofa that was available in the room of the Abhi mas.
"Since when, did you know all this from the beginning?" I asked Andi the question in front of me.
"I hate you!"
"Let go!" With all my energy swing my hand to escape from his grasp but what is the magnitude of the strength of women is not comparable to men even though the man is small, let alone Andi who has an ideal stature.
"Han, listen to me. Han," Andi held me back, cornered me to the side of the room until my body was squeezed between two walls.
"I don't need your explanation, let me go, Andi!" free from the outside, no matter how loud my voice will not reach employees who are busy pacing back and forth taking care of their respective work, the company said, no exception Mastani ma'am who has not been in place because the room mas Abhi airtight.
"Yahoooo!!!" I screamed so loud I was disappointed I was crying, my chest was tight my heart hurt, I was crying in Andi's hug, Andi was crying, I beat Andi in the chest but he stood firm in front of me and embraced and swallowed me tightly as if he could feel my pain.
I don't know exactly what the photo means, but they look happy. They laugh together as if there is no burden, in a garden either garden not in Indonesia, it seems outside the city abroad.
"What do they do, what exactly do I not know?" my mind's fucked up, Andi's still trying to get me.
Czechs.... The door opens, Abhi Mas is back. He was shocked when he saw Andi hugging me.
"What are you doing!" The loud voice that Abhi mash out, which during the wedding I never heard a high note from her. He separated me from Abdi, he pushed Andi down on the chair, Abhi almost hit Andi until I stopped them.
"Stop!"
"Don't hurt Andi, he's innocent." I ran towards Andi so that Abhi's mas wouldn't hit him. The eyes of Mas Abhi who as I look soothing at once turned red, his white face is now like boiled shrimp, his eyebrows wrinkled his teeth he valves restrain anger.
"Awas, Honey or you will..."
"Just hit me, not Andi!"
"Don't defend him or you've had a forbidden relationship with him all along!" The tub in the embroidered fire doesn't know what to do.
"What you're doing, don't hurt Honey," now it's Andi's turn to put her body in front of me afraid that Abhi's doing anything, the gaze of Mas Abhi that I used to see so soft now changed when I was angry, I was afraid, my legs were shaking looking at him, weak.
Mas Abhi grabbed my hand and dragged me outside, whether to be taken where I am, we took the elevator until we are now on top of this office building. I stood there, and Abhi tried to ask for an explanation, but I avoided him.
"What's going on, why can you cuddle with her, Honey! you're my wife, my legal wife aren't you ashamed to do this with my niece!" Mas Abhi's voice seemed to break the silence on top of the building.
I threw a photo at Mas Abhi so he could take it and see it. True, he took a photo paper lying under his feet and he saw it. Instantly he pecked, making no sound, again furrowing his eyebrows, rounding his eyes, as if confirming what he saw.