First Woman President
Episode 79's

"What uncle cooked this for me?", asked Ana while enjoying her fried rice.

"You're not deaf, are you! Bi Rani told you that earlier" Tuna Reymond said without looking at Ana. He continued reading his newspaper.

"Yes, yeah, all right! But uncle's cooking is pretty good too" Ana said as she chewed her food.

"Lumayan? Hey my two daughters really like my fried rice, tau", Mr. Reymond folded his paper again. He was a little upset because his work only got good grades.

"Yes, yeah, yeah! Well fried rice uncle, very good. It's satisfied!", Ana said with an exasperated smile.

"Here you go, finish your breakfast! Fifteen minutes to go", Mr. Reymond got up and walked towards the front.

"Cheh! He said Ken was chatty?! How is it different from himself?! Don't you guys look more chatty than us!", Ana grumbled. If not the father then there is Ken, and this time there is Uncle Reymond who is also no less chatty than his father and also his lover. Though her who is a woman is not even that chatty. Ana shook her head while ending her last mouthful.

***

Someone was busy choosing some suits in his walkin closet. Some suits soared into the air and fell off somewhere. And occasionally falls on the face of his personal assistant, Han.

"Han, are all my suits black?", he shouted in front of the large closet where the row of suits were neatly hung.

"Sorry Sir! But it was your own master who chose it. In the past you didn't like to wear a suit of any color other than black, gray and even very rare", Han explained as he picked up some of the suits scattered on the floor.

"So you blame me, huh!", Ken already ruffled his waist in front of Han by just wearing his boxer pants.

"Good, Master! I'm still normal!", seeing the slightly exposed look of his boss Han covered his face with a pile of suits that were on his arm.

"What do you think I am, huh! You are insolent!", said Ken angrily. His fist was already floating in the air as if he was about to hit his assistant.

"Sam!", the name flashed through his mind.

"Call right away, Sam! Have him come here with some of the suits he used to wear. Give fifteen minutes to arrive. If he's late, tell him to get his things straight and go to work in country A" Ken orders in a calm tone. But in his words was an inexorable order. And it ends with the threat Sam fears the most. So of course Ken can always force his sister to do something according to his wishes.

"Alright, Master!", Han immediately contacted Sam. For a moment he kept his phone away from his ear because it seemed he had a screeching swearing in his ear.

Fifteen minutes later, Ken signals Han to call Sam to find out where he is. Han already made the call.

"Sir, it's been fifteen minutes. Where is your current position?", asked Han firmly.

"Here!", Sam has entered Ken's room with several sets of colored suits. He bent his face up to several folds.

Sam slammed his things which he brought into the bed violently. Similarly to him, he dropped himself beside the suits he was carrying.

"Haahh!", Sam let out a loud sigh full of relief. He is tired at the moment.

"You know, brother, I risked my life to get here. Do you know why? Because I drove my car without using the brakes!", said Sam complaining to his brother. Yes, because after receiving Han's call, he was immediately aghast and rushed to snatch the origin of the suit that was visible in his eyes. He had to obey his brother's orders so that he would not be sent to country A, where he would most not want to stop.

"Then?", asked Ken casually while choosing which suit he would wear.

"Your sister is almost dead, brother, and you just asked THEN!", said Sam while throwing a fierce gaze at Ken.

"Well, I have to ask you what else!", Ken said without looking at Sam. He was still wondering which suit he would wear.

"Heh, you know! You are a cruel brother!", said Sam annoyed as he threw himself back into bed.

"Yes, and you're a stupid little brother!", Ken's smile was already flared after he found the suit that would best fit his hairstyle later. A patterned shirt is paired with a maroon-colored suit that matches his pants.

***

Winata Group's office, a wall clock has shown at half-nine in the morning. Some employees have been seen starting their activities. Today will be held a meeting with the board of directors that will discuss the approval of Mr. Bram as the next President Director. The meeting will start at ten. But Mr. Bram who feels as the host has come since eight o'clock.

The meeting room he had conjured up to such an extent that it became so lively. Decorations on the walls and ceiling are installed in the corner of the room. The meeting room he had changed like a room for someone's birthday, so excited. He grinned widely after being satisfied to check the place where he would be confirmed as the holder of this company again.

"What should be mine, should be mine!", said Mr. Bram as he stepped out of the room.

***

A man dressed in black got off the motorcycle. His face was invisible as he used a black mask to cover his face. He stopped right in front of Krystal's house. The man took out an envelope from inside his jacket. He walked towards the security post of the mansion.

"Good morning! Sorry sir, could you give this to Miss Krystal. Tell your lady to open it immediately", she said politely, handing over a brown envelope. The voice is like a male voice.

"Yes fine!", said the security guard, staring at the mysterious man.

The man just left without looking back. The security guard did not take his eyes off until the mysterious man got on his motorcycle and drove away.

Rushing he directed his steps towards the door of the residence house. He entered the house in a hurry. Curiosity burned him until the instinct to open the envelope was so great. As a result he was worried if the object he held was a dangerous object. But he quickly took control of himself. After he touched the contents of the envelope which was some sheet of paper, it was more like photo paper. So he expressed his intention to open the envelope.

"Excuse me, Miss!", he told Krystal, who was eating his breakfast.

"Emmh, what's the matter?", asked Krystal briefly.

"There's someone mysteriously delivering this envelope to Miss. He said that Miss should open it immediately", the security guard said carefully.

"Well, put it there and you can go!", Krystal ordered.

"Well, Miss!" The security guard put the envelope next to Krystal's arm and left.

Krystal was still enjoying her breakfast and was indifferent to the brown envelope her man had given her earlier. But somehow came what feeling, suddenly his eyes were directed by themselves towards the envelope next to his arm.

His hand was outstretched and took the envelope. He flipped through it in the air with a probing look. Then curiosity had spread into his mind. Slowly he opened the envelope and took out the contents. The contents of the envelope were some photographs. Not a photo of him, of course.

His eyes were wide open as his hands moved looking at each photo in his hands. Over time his face turned crimson with a blaze of anger in his eyes.