Oh ... Other Flowers CEO
Fortunately I'm Not Suspicious

Purba gave Bizar a code to close the curtain, he did not want the employees to think strange again.

After closing the curtains, Bizar went outside. He gives his Boss' privacy, for some reason he has more respect for Rara from the very beginning, compared to Mona, his own mistress.

**#

‘Why him? It is impossible if it is not a matter of weight until the whole, ' Inner Ancient.

Slowly the hand of the old man on the left touched Rara's back, rubbing it gently to make it calmer. While the right hand takes a handkerchief in the pocket of his pants. Because the tissue is far to reach.

Ancient handkerchief giving blue white line that to Rara. Rara grabbed him slowly, wiping away the tears that had soaked the coat worn by the ancients.

“What's up? Want story?” asked Purba, her hands were unceasingly rubbing Rara's back.

“Hikz ... Hikz .. I'm confused sir. Where should we be? But this ... hikz ...,” Rara did not continue her remarks. She was crying again.

Purba pushed both shoulders slowly Rara, now Rara and Purba are apart. Ancient slightly lowered her head, looking at Rara who was looking down.

“Hikz ... Hikz ..., I want to go home,” said Rara in between her tears while looking down.

“Tenang ... calm yourself first. Do not make decisions when the heart is unstable. Do you need a fee for families in the village?” ask the old man at the end.

Rada just shook his head.

“Then?" ask Ancient again.

Rara looked at Purba, she woke up wanting to tell a story but was scared. Afraid of allegedly selling the pain, where to start anyway? And what does that have to do if he told Purba?

Rara felt nervous, scared, when she saw the Ancient suit wet with her tears. “M-forgive me Sir, Mr.'s shirt so wet,” said Rara faltered – sendat, while wiping the Ancient suit with a tissue he held.

However, it was getting wet, because the handkerchief was already wet let alone exposed to fluid from a thicker nose, making the Ancient suit more dirty.

“Aduh ... Father, forgive me. Really I accidentally.” Rara went to pick up the tissue on the Ancient table.

“Already, let this. I wonder what happened. Until you cry like this,” said Purba stopped the hand of Rara who was cleaning the Ancient coat with a tissue.

Rara fell silent again, she was weighing, whether to tell a story or not. While Purba opened his coat.

“You got into a fight with your ex-husband?” tanya Purba, who now only wears a white shirt. He kept it on the couch.

Purba knew Rara's profile from CV that Mr. Dahlan loved, because Rara had previously applied to the branch office. So Purba got a CV from Mr. Dahlan.

Why Purba can also guess that Rara is in trouble with her ex-husband, actually it is just a guess. Because it is commonplace for a widow who is still in trouble with her ex-husband.

“If you don't want a story it's okay, but finish the crying. Here you work, be professional.” The ancients allowed Rara to calm down. He won't ask again.

Anciently moved to his seat. He was actually curious to know what year it happened to Rara, but yes, he understood that the character of the woman was difficult to persuade, would not talk if not ready.

“If you want to go home, go home. It's five o'clock. Or going to take the driver? To make your alloys invisible?” tawal Purba's.

“No Sir, thank you. Then I'll excuse you, sir.” Rara tidied up her laptop and bag, then went outside.

When Rara went outside, Bizar came in.

“Bizar, find out what happened to Rara,” Ancient command.

“Good sir, after returning home from work, I immediately did.” Bizar replied firmly.

**#

“Why else?” whispered Kesi to Hera, they happened to still be in front of the office, waiting for an invitation.

“After a fight, hold him accountable, but Mr. Ancient prefers his wife." Kesi made the assumption.

“His luck, anyways weird the heck he is. Such an appearance dared to compete with the Boss' wife. Far as heaven and earth,” said Hera, with eyes glancing towards Rara and lips pout obliquely.

Rara felt that someone was watching her, but was not concerned. Focus on keeping goals working for Purba and get perks. Anybody else in this office besides the boss, it doesn't matter.

Rara had gotten her vehicle, she got on then the car she was riding drove on, but Rara cared to look at the two people behind her who were still gossiping.

**#

At nine o'clock in the evening, Purba just got home, Mona greeted with a very sweet not as usual. He offered a glass of warm jasmine tea, his Ancient briefcase carried to the living room. Usually Purba sits there for a moment before doing other activities at home.

‘Tumben him, there must be a wish,’ the Ancient Inner by loosening his tie, then leaning his head down on the back of the chair. 

“Honey, next week I have a social event, socialite wives. Well, the husbands should come, you spare time yes, dear.” Mona persuaded her husband, sitting next to Purba, leaning on his shoulder arm.

The ancients did not answer. He still closed his eyes, enjoying the relaxed atmosphere at home, although with Mona next to him, the atmosphere was not so perfect to relax.

“Sayang .. kok just shut up anyway.” Mona complains, her hands wrapped around her husband's waist.

“Huft .. Yes Ra,” said Purba, unknowingly.

Mona was stunned, she sat up straight, her face irritated and pouting. He saw her husband who was still leaning closed his eyes.

“Sayang ...! Ra ... Ra ... Who does that mean? Ratna's? Trainer? Who?” Mona was angry, she was shaking the Ancient arm.

Fortunately, Mona does not know the name of the secretary who is currently at odds with her. Even Mr. Hartanto who already knew never told Mona, because it has not been talked about Rara to Mona. because Pak Hartanto Thought, why talk to Mona, because, that's just a misunderstanding.

“Eh ... em, what?” Anciently waking up, he was confused by the raucous voice. It seems like Purba fell asleep for a moment just now.

“I'm asking, you'll get me next week. But you shut up. When I ask back, you say, yes Ra. Meanin? Ra, what? You forgot my name?” cecar Mona doesn't take it.

“Emang I said gtu? Looks like I just got out of bed. No one said gtu deh,” bela Purba.

“Obviously you said Ra! Be careful if you cheat. Papa will give you a heavier punishment.” Threatening Mona. Mona always brought her Papa to be Ancient.

“Iya, Ok. Next week I take time,” said Purba while moving from her seat to the bathroom to take a shower.

“Yes! I will be the most shining. Come with a husband who is young, handsome and dirty. Hah ... what a happy life,” muttered Mona fantasized.

The company was owned by his family Mona, but it is not denied that because of the expertise of Purba managing the Bonafit Tekstil company, the company advanced rapidly. Even Purba can already save its own funds for capital to establish a self-sufficient company. Mona knew that, because Mona also wanted her husband to be part owner, not the director of her papa company.

In fact, Purba refused if the company was bequeathed to him later. The ancients no longer wanted to be tied to others.

***

In the bathroom, it's been 30 minutes earlier not yet finished. Many times he fluttered his head under the warm sower.

“Argh ... why this. Why is he in my head. Damn ...,” lamented Purba pounced on the head, wagging her hair that was soaked.

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