My Husband is a Widower
The Real Story 17

STOP PLAGIARISM, APPRECIATE MY HARD WORK ALSO MY FAMILY AS THE OWNER OF THE STORY.

Those who do not understand the real story made a novel, can stop reading rather than insistent with their own plot. I just write, not change. Thanks.

Still alone in the room is also the same position, both surprised by Rena's cellphone that suddenly rings. The phone was placed Dimas on a dressing table and seen on a screen that read the internship office.

"Maay yes, Mas. I picked up the phone from the intern's office first," Rena's permission to hold a cell phone, moved from her position.

"Yes, who knows it's important. So just lift it up first" said Dimas standing from a squatting position and moving to the edge of the bed, starting to sit by turning on his cellphone.

"Hello good morning, sir." Rena started to pick up the call without leaving the room, immediately getting angry because she did not enter the internship without a notification.

"Sorry, Sir. I'm not feeling well so if allowed I permission used to not enter," said Rena, asked to give the Doctor's letter at that time without waiting for more time because I do not believe the reason given.

"Good, Sir. I'll be in the canto right now" replied Rena assenting.

Dimas had been listening to the talk of his wife who had now hung up the phone with someone, he was surprised to hear if Rena had to come to the office let alone the reason for the pain had been given. He began to ask how his subordinates take care of the work so far, to treat others like robots.

Although only a sore burn, but the work is also wind that may hit the wound infection, it could have resulted in a severe infection. Even sweat in hot weather, could have made Rena in pain again because of the pain that arises.

"You've already banned my apprenticeship today," Dimas casually stared back at the mobile screen in his hand.

"Sorry, Mas. This is the HRD Manager who called me to make it to the doctor's mail office. I think they don't believe it so I have to go to the office right now" Rena replied, returning the phone to the dresser.

"Okay, then you change your clothes first. I took a quick shower and I drove to the office" said Dimas, standing up and going to the bathroom without hearing any answer.

At first Dimas only wanted to stay at home, but it turned out that he had to intervene to find out who dared to treat the apprentice at will. In fact, he himself never questioned the men who permit sick or for the benefit of another family, how can a subordinate can do things have no humanitarian side at all.

Shortening the bath time which can usually be up to one to two hours, Dimas has come out in just twenty minutes. Straight into the dressing room with only a towel around his waist, Dimas asked his wife to come out first and wait downstairs as long as he changed.

Rena obeyed her husband's wishes, went out and headed to the basement to wait after complete with ordinary apprentice clothes worn. Sitting on a sofa in the living room, Rena faithfully awaits someone now preparing in her personal dressing room.

"Come, go!" firmly Dimas approached his wife, wearing clothes looking very relaxed.

"Yes, Mas. I said Auntie first yes, afraid Auli will go home and keep looking for us. For a moment," said Rena, answered a nod and headed to the kitchen where the housekeeper was located.

"Bi, if later Auli keeps coming back and say we're going to the internship office. Mas Dimas between me, later also back first." Rena said goodbye to Bi Ijah.

"Oh yes, Mom. Be careful on the road," said Bi IJah politely while slightly bowing his body.

Dimas was already in the car, ready right behind the wheel. Rena immediately went in and sat down beside her husband. With a swift Mr. Adi opened the car door as soon as he saw his mistress coming out of the house earlier and was replied to a smile by the woman now getting into the car. Dimas does not like to bring a driver, he prefers to drive with his favorite car.

"Thank you, sir." Rena threw a smile at the house driver closing the door of the car tightly.

"Yes, Mom. The same," Pak Adi's daughter-in-law replied with a smile.

Traversing the stretch of road during working hours, Dimas drives at a steady pace. Suddenly there was a voice of pain from the woman beside him and was picked up by Dimas to make sure. The injured hand, apparently rubbed by the map on the lap to cause a little pain.

"Why?" tanya Dimas was worried, looking towards Rena.

"Just get the end of the map, Mom." Rena replied by blowing her own hand.

"be careful, right? I told you not to work even to go to the office! your hands are irritated, you get wind just as sweat you can even want to work with friction or something! this air also carries dust, you know?!" dimas said a little annoyed that the mood was already shattered.

"Yes sorry, Mas. I will be more careful," replied Rena softly.

Dimas said by staring straight back into the streets, his mood was really destroyed now because of the work of his office HRD people. The car he drove stopped at an office looking magnificent, a security guard immediately ran to open the door as soon as he saw the vehicle was very driven by him.

"Morning, Sir." Security greeted politely, opened Dimas' car door. It feels strange for Rena who is watching from inside while wearing her briefcase, but considers if possible it is the service provided.

Rena did not think like that and immediately got down from the car alone, put his hands on his shoulders also brought a pile of maps in his hands containing the work that he did take home to complete. Only this time did Rena bring the work home, as it was indeed a direct order given.

"Please have someone park my car!" dimas' orders are firm on security.

"Good, Sir!" the full-bodied man replied.

"Till here, Mas. I can go in by myself, I'll have another bad time at work." Rena said by standing next to her husband's body, covered by a hand caress on the hair to make security widen the eyes perfectly.

"Judah it's up to you" replied Silas smiling.

"Mas heart hearts on the way," said Rena back.

Rena first went inside, while Dimas deliberately stood for a moment in front of the office. The man with the shirt and shorts and sneakers headed straight for the CEO's special elevator so he didn't see his wife again. Towards the upper floor where the room is located, Dimas went straight to the meeting room on the same floor as the room.

The door opened with someone entering dressed casually as well as white hats adorning, surprising his sister as well as several employees joined in the meeting. They immediately stood up knowing that it was the leader, but Dimas immediately entered and sat next to his brother who had been asked to replace.

"After, Sir!" all the employees in the meeting room greeted.

"Morning, just go ahead!" firmly Dimas authoritative.

"Is there anything we can help you with, sir?" ask an employee.

"nothing, I just want to look." Dimas spoke in the same tone, sitting casually reading the meeting material at the table.

Sitting with a relaxed lean placed one foot on the thigh, Dimas read the meeting material and listened to what was delivered in the large room. He remained silent by putting on a cold face without taking off his hat, accompanied by the gaze of employees who felt strange with their boss's appearance was not as usual.

Not Dimas his name if he up to membris responses about himself, he is indeed a cold and ignorant person never even care about the comments people about his life. Principle if he who lived everything is not someone else so for what care.