
Four years later ....
Ningsih moved her smooth legs, out of the car door opened by her driver. The 35-year-old woman looks beautiful and elegant with a red dress that dresses her body to her knees, a white waist blazer, high heels in red, make up and a red lipstick in line with her clothes.
"Joko, you pick up at one in the afternoon. I had a long meeting today" Ningsih told the 27-year-old driver.
"Well, ma'am," Joko replied with a lowered head, disinclined.
Ningsih stepped with a spell into his building. The fashion efforts he built over four years finally yielded sweet results. For four years Ningsih was not married. He likes to be widowed and successful. The incident when he knew Satria traumatized him and feared repeated harm to his family.
Ningsih's parents don't know how she is right now. It's just that Ningsih routinely sends money and calls her parents. He did not want to take a big risk if he often visited his parents' house. Opening a new page is not easy, is it?
"Bu Ningsih, the first meeting in 4C space huh. The guest who came from Singapore was named Mr Lee. She owns the RoxieLee clothing brand, which has been famous for several years in the Asian market," said the secretary in a beautiful but hilarious look.
"OKs. The files ready?" asked Ningsih while walking towards the room in question.
"Already, Mom. I prepared everything at the meeting table. Oiya, Miss Ningsih got another flower bucket."
"From who? If the old man is again, throw it away. Or just for you. Dina, you need to change your appearance," said Ningsih.
"Good... Ma."
Dina tailed behind Ningsih as she walked into room 4C. Some people have already come there. Only Ningsih and Mr. Lee had yet to sit in his chair.
"Good morning everyone!" sapa Ningsih warms the atmosphere.
"Good morning, Ms. Ningsih," they replied in unison.
"Our meeting starts now...."
"I'm communication. Sorry late," said a tall man, a face like a Korean artist.
"Yes, please sit down," replied Ningsih briefly.
The man named Lee felt something at first glance at Ningsih. He felt, Ningsih's face was similar to his late mother's.
The meeting went well, ending with the cooperation of the Milky Way company owned by Ningsih with Lee Min Hae's RoxieLee company and notya several branches with selected shop heads docked. Ningsih smiled satisfied with the results of the meeting earlier. He looked at his watch which showed at eleven o'clock.
"Miss, may I ask for your personal number?" ask Lee to Ningsih.
"Sorry. Don't call me Miss. Just call my name" replied Ningsih.
"Okay, Ningsih. Your phone number?" Lee looked at Ningsih.
"Yes, this is my business card" Ningsih said as she held out a business card from inside her blazer pocket.
Ningsih avoided Lee because she felt that the man was putting his heart on her. He doesn't want to deal with love first. For him to live with the prince and Bima who almost every night came to accompany him, that was enough.
Ningsih took her gawai, tried to call Joko.
"City, Joko. Can I pick it up now? The meeting finished early."
"Good, Mom. Ten minutes to go I'll be there."
"OK."
Ningsih waited for his personal driver to arrive. He watches the performance of his employees. One main building, five clothing stores, and several partners in the famous mall. All Ningsih do well, pay employees properly even there is a bonus every month. He wants all his efforts to be the way his employees live happily.
"Bu Ningsih, please. I've opened the car door" said Joko.
"It turns out ten minutes is short, huh?"
"Hahaha.no, Mom. I'm speeding. Less than five minutes" Joko said as he got into the driver's seat in the elegant black Merci car.
"Why speeding?" Ningsih sat in the back seat slid her achy shoulders onto the soft seat.
"I'm afraid, Ms. Ningsih waited too long. If kidnapped people can bother."
"Where did someone kidnap me? Thirty plus."
"Joko, you also order anything do not need to be ashamed. Accompany me to eat yes" ordered Ningsih.
Joko who felt bad still could not refuse Ningsih's invitation.
"Good, Mom."
Joko feels awkward eating with her boss. Ningsih, who was used to Joko, thought nothing of enjoying her food.
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1 message received....
[Ningsih, it's me Lee.]
Ningsih grabbed her goal and replied to the chat.
[Yes, what's wrong?]
[Later tonight there's time? Want to go to the cafe to celebrate our cooperation?]
[Today I can't.]
[Ok. Tomorrow then?]
[I endeavour.]
"Ah, what a bitch those guys are! Why is someone always chasing me. I'm tired and lazy to think about the heart!" muttered Ningsih while throwing her gawai to the sofa.
"Ma, Revelation is home!" cheers of his son running into the house.
"Well, my mom's son is home. How was school today?" ningsih replied while hugging her son.
"Cool, Ma. Seneng revelation. Mak Sri is also waiting for Revelation."
"Thank God you're happy, baby. Later in the afternoon we take a walk to the mall, will you?"
"That's a damn thing, Ma!"
"Ok it up."
Ningsih planned to relax for a while in the mall with her son.
"Mak Sri, later if Budi has finished cleaning the park, please tell him to move the toy of Revelation that has not been used, let tomorrow Joko brought to be donated to the orphanage," ordered Ningsih.
Budi is the name of Mak Sri. A good and dexterous person as a gardener while in charge of helping the cleanliness of the house. While Joko is a native of Jakarta, he specifically became a private driver with working hours 06.00 to 18.00 pm unless there is a special event. Ningsih already felt that it suited them so everything went smoothly.
"Okay, Miss Ningsih."
Mak Sri had wanted to stop working, but Ningsih did not allow it. Only gave temporary leave and helped his nephew's treatment in full. This made Mak Sri feel indebted and returned to work after three months of leave.
Ningsih began to have trouble trusting others. Only the clerk at his house, Dina and his accomplice Reyhan.
Currently Wahyu is seven years old and is starting to enter the International Elementary School of the best choice from Ningsih. He hoped that his son would become a smart man and be able to succeed without magic.
"When time can I repeat, which man deserves to be with me now? Mas Agus, it is impossible to be with me because when it is difficult he treats me badly. Tomi, maybe you're the best choice there is. Mas Rudi, the trash man of society. Mas Bayu, good but many things that make can not be together. The satria? Definitely not possible! Bima... if you are human.." - Ningsih shrewdly in her room.
Is not the feeling called love a complicated one? Can touch, not necessarily have. We can love, not necessarily be together. Can look at and accompany him, not necessarily mate. Ah, the phrase love is deep and broad in meaning. Especially if the love is in two different worlds.
"I CAN'T SAY IT, BUT IT'S THE BEST THING RIGHT NOW. IT'S BEEN FOUR YEARS AND I NEED A CHAIR, I'M SORRY. YOU SHOULD FIND A MAN AS YOUR HUSBAND."
Seriate....
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