Divorced for Binal
Impossible though

Miranda's room was very quiet. Only the sound of typing fingers on a laptop keyboard that is busy two people without talking to each other. Widows and widows who seem both serious about doing all their work, making both of them complacent about their respective activities.

Miranda's beautiful face immediately turned towards the door that was knocked from the outside of her room. His eyes immediately collided with Adrian who stopped his work at the request of one company that he got through the link. It was very different from the beautiful young widow before him.

"Who's Who? I feel like I have no promise with anyone else" Miranda gently rubbed her pretty face.

Gegas Andrian stood up from the sofa, then replied briefly, "Yes come in!" He pulled the glass door, as it turned out, "Dean? Why did this little animal come into my lover's room ..." He turned to Miranda, then gave space to the lover to welcome the ex with mixed feelings.

Without a sense of hesitation, Dean stepped foot into the room of love one night that seemed restless in the chair of pride. "Hi Mir," he said, Miranda was getting more wrong because she was afraid that the two men in front of her would fight each other for strength.

Gegas Miranda stood up, then walked slowly closer to Adrian who still looked like he was holding back his anger. "Yes Dean, what's wrong? So-sorry, you're not in Om Anas' office, huh, 'why is it here?"

Dean let out a heavy sigh, his face flushed red when he saw Adrian clutching tightly to Miranda's fingers standing to his right. He said with a cynical smile that implied hostility between the two of them, "Hmm. I sent the data to the email address you gave me. So I guess you haven't read it, besides you're here. Also, they are outside, we also happen to have Om Monata from Polda."

For some reason, Miranda smiled. He knew the purpose of Monata coming to his office, especially if not take care of all the files needed to become a narcotics agency. He turned to Adrian, then gently rubbed the lover's face with feelings to cover up one mistake, "You're here, huh? I met Om Monata first. It concerns my career to test my skills and use my diploma!"

Adrian only nodded once, with his jaw still hardened even his eyes still staring at Dean who was still standing in front of him. While the lover just passed.

To be honest, Miranda knew very well how Adrian's nature could not hold back her anger. The arrogant nature is also an emotion that is always reasoned appropriately in judging someone makes itself a little difficult to deal with.

In Miranda's eyes, Adrian is not his dream man who works in an office. But only a professional who has no future if they will live together someday. Meanwhile Dean, able to struggle to become an employee who achieves with the title of the head of the branch of achievement even though currently having to experience problems.

That is the consideration for Miranda as a widow, who does not like to ask her parents, although in fact she sits sweet is still enough by her beloved father.

Miranda walked over to Monata, who was talking to her brother Anas.

"Hi Om!" Miranda greeted Monata and Anas while embracing the two manly-looking men affectionately in turn like a niece.

Monata who clutched tightly the body of his nephew who immediately turned towards Anderson's favorite daughter, "Hi Darling, hmm!" He glanced at Anas the second brother.

Anas immediately laid his body on the living room sofa of Anderson's office building as the warm embrace unraveled, saying a little whisper, "Don't you want to work like that? Better, you focus on your company goals, Mir."

Miranda nodded her head in agreement with what Anas meant, but she only smiled as she said, "The owner is so Om, but I want to prove to my mom and dad that I can also use my diploma. At least not in vain I went to college for four years in Bandung, right? Although only majoring in economics, but at least my diploma is useful," he said rubbing long hair.  

Anas and Monata looked at each other, they were both just bobbing their heads at the behavior of his niece who was too ambitious to become a state apparatus.

Again Monata asked Miranda, after sitting face to face with two people who are his close family, "Om has spoken to the head of the drug agency Medan. They say it's full, but if you want, we'll try it in Riau. It's close to the oma and opa."

Very casually Adrian greeted Anas and Monata, making Miranda even more amazed at the lover of the heart, although his eyes were still fixed on Dean who just passed into the meeting room.

I don't know what Adrian was talking about with Dean in Miranda's room, making the two men increasingly look like they're beating an elegant war drum. There was no choice, the beautiful widow had to determine her attitude.

For quite a long time they had a light conversation in the company's living room, so Beny came just because he wanted to invite Miranda to meet with the event organizer team that they usually use if there is a grand event launching the latest products of the company's heavy equipment. 

Beny lowered his body, when passing two established men who were still talking warmly with Adrian and their niece. "Excuse me Om, hmm .. I need Miranda to meet Kelvin at the restaurant. They are event people who want to enter the goods to the Talisa Hotel," he explained with a faint smile glancing at the handsome guitarist.

Anas who was relaxing just nodded while answering, "Yes. We just sit here no problem, right? I'm waiting for your accounting. What's name?"

"Popy, Mom!" miranda looked at Adrian who was also looking at her.

Anas flicked his fingers, then said again to Miranda, "Yes already, you go ahead for the event. It seems you are very close to the guitarist of this indie band. Pray that you will get married soon!"

Hearing the prayer from Anas the instant Miranda's blood sighed instantly. How could it be so soon to marry Adrian, even though they have known each other for a long time and start living together today.

Miranda's face felt even more guilty for the betrayal she had committed with Dean last night. "Agh ... haven't thought about marriage yet Om. Still want to focus the same career and playfully used to enjoy the youth. Later when we meet the right one, then we are serious about marriage."

Not much to say, Adrian only smiled faintly at Miranda's babbling, although in fact his heart was like being doused in hard water by the honesty of the lover who was very painful. "Does Miranda still have a grudge against me, or is she still ambitious to continue her crazy relationship with Dean ...?"

The beautiful face glanced back at Adrian and asked, "Who wants to come with me to the restaurant, or want to be here?"

The two grown men, Anas and Monata only smiled faintly at the words of his nephew, "Let Adrian here first. Because Om has business with him!" adamantly Anas let the nephew pass with Beny.

The two passed away leaving the three men, then Anas leaned his body when he saw the two men disappear from his sight, to be able to more closely talk to Adrian and not be heard by any party, "Have you found any irregularities in the financial statements of the Medan branch office, Dri?"

While messiahating around, Adrian answers Anas's question with new evidence sent by his teammate, "Only two billion are untitled, Om, and we're still auditing all the data that Om's office sent us last night. So I think this is cooperation, in order to benefit in embezzlement of funds. Hopefully it's true, if Dean's not involved. But here's his signature, so Dean can't dodge it either!"

Slowly Anas gulped his saliva, the man whom he considered to be the best branch head turned out to dare to do that heinous thing, if all was proved. "When do I get the final result, to give the decision, Dri?"

"Maybe by the time I get back from Lombok, Om. Because I had gigs in several places after the Multy Strada event was over, but I try to make it as soon as possible."

Again and again Anas just rubbed his face rough, "I refer Dean Alexander to Anderson, it turns out he was the one who acted, who was behind them? Was he intentionally doing this because of economic hardship? It is impossible, according to HRD Medan Dean data is fine, even his wife also works. Agh ... surely whatever is stored neatly will be revealed by itself ...!"