Pelita Hati Bunda
Go to Work

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So hard and so hard to leave Ara even to work. Though at home there is also mbok Darmi who will always be with him.

"Mother the spirit of his work. Later if you can call me to ask dad to come home. Tell dad that Ara misses him so much" Ara's words made me feel like I was suffocating to the point of being unable to speak.

The chest felt very claustrophobic as it again listened to Ara's immense desire. How Mother will explain all this to you, son.

"I_iya, Mommy will keep trying to contact dad," I crouched down in front of her to equalize my height to her.

I elus-elus his cheeks soft like cotton. Staring sadly behind his hopeful smile.

'Forgive Mommy, Son. Again Mother must lie to you, my mind is sliced, so sick. This bloodless wound is hurting me again.

Be patient, God does not sleep. Happiness will always be found later in life. Not now, but in the future. Mother is very sure.

Be happy even without a father, we can be happy without him. Let him be happy with his own world and we are happy with our own.

I clenched her little body, I let out a lot of kisses all over her face to make her laugh because she was amused.

"Mother, ticklish!" His protest with the body that participated meandered like a hot worm. Of course I smile, a little joke but it has a big influence on my heart.

"Mother leaves yes, don't be naughty at home. Nurut same mbok," I said as I let go of his embrace.

"Yes, Mother. Mother's not overtime anymore, is she?" Ask.

"Mother doesn't know, honey. But Mother try to go home early."

I stood up, wanting to immediately turn away from him but it was very difficult. If allowed to choose I want to continue to spend time with him, see and accompany his own growth and development.

But no! I also have to find rupiah coffers to be able to meet his needs. Who else to expect, nothing. I am the only one obligated to fulfill everything.

'O Lord, bestow sustenance on us, ' great hope leads the footsteps that begin to come out of the house. Once again I turned my head and my little angel smiled as he waved his hand.

"Bye, Mother! The spirit of work is yes!" Shouts as encouragement to me.

"Hem," I nodded also raising my hand to return the wave of his hand.

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Gudia Company. The company I work for. Every day here I am, supporting the energy and mind to be able to help the running of the company in return for the salary I receive in each month.

Thank God, I got a position as CEO secretary here. Mr. Abraham is my superior. A man whose age had already stepped on the head of five.

He is very genius, agile, intelligent and full of authority that makes all his men will feel at home in this company. So do I.

While working here I have never received any complaints from him and can always be relied on. Thank God, all of that is the result of hard work that I really devote in this Gudia company.

But that habit doesn't seem to apply to now. In working hours I daydreamed, I lost concentration because my mind was still very chaotic.

I'm so afraid of an uncertain future. How I am, how I am, how does Ara also how our future without Aditya mas when I have lived alone for five years caring for Ara and all I can fulfill but why this time I am so afraid.

My work is such a mess that Mr. Abraham himself came to my room to ask about his schedule today.

"Nay, are you sick?" And that was the first time Mr. Abraham asked me. Maybe my face looks different than usual so he asked.

I was so worried, will I get the first reprimand from Abraham today? Will he get angry and give me a score? I hope it doesn't.

"If it hurts better rest first, Nay. Don't force the work to be done again tomorrow. I'm sure I can also handle everything" said Mr. Abraham.

"No, Sir. I'm fine" I replied.

Usually any problem at home I can always keep him professional at work by not bringing personal problems but, right now? Turns out I've lost.

"Thank God, if you're okay. I just want to ask, what's my schedule today?"

I hastily opened the file in which there was a schedule for Abraham's men all day, all neatly arranged. Might?

I was so nervous that I moved faster and made my work even more chaotic, the file that had just been touched by a hand fell to the floor making me even more unscrupulous.

It appears that Mr. Abraham narrowed his eyes, maybe he felt very strange about what is happening to me at this time, this is not ordinary.

"Nay, you're really okay, right?" Ask Abraham again.

"Ti_no, Sir. I'm sorry, I'm late" I replied.

I quickly picked up the fallen file and got back on my feet after I started to open it and read it.

"Pa_this morning at nine there was a meeting with the shareholders, sir. And for the day...?" I was confused because I forgot to write it. I also forgot what the schedule was for noon.

"Later noon is the event of the introduction of a new CEO replacement at this Gudia company. The leader who will replace me because it's time for me to retire."

"I_yeah. That's his daylight schedule." I'm scared down. Really going to get a loud reprimand this time.

"Please prepare the file for this morning's meeting."

"And yes! Thank you for being my best partner so far. I hope you will also be the best partner for my son who will be my replacement. And can further advance the company of Gudia," Mr. Abraham seemed to smile.

I think Mr. Abraham will comment and give a scathing criticism for me was not, thank God.

"Together, Sir. I also thank you for receiving me well and I apologize if there was ever a mistake with you. I hope you can have happy days after this" I said politely.

"definitely. Now, excuse me," Abraham walked out, but before he opened the door he turned, "thank you again" he said.

"Together, sir," I bowed respectfully crossing both hands in front still holding the file.

Once again Abraham smiled and walked out of my room.

I looked at the door that was slowly closing, I took a deep breath and let out slowly.

"New leader? Will he be just as friendly and kind as Abraham?" I murmured immediately after Mr. Abraham came out.

Although he is his son, he will not be as good as his father.

Indeed, the fruit falls not far from the tree but between the original tree the same fruit produced will not be the same quality. Is that right, right?

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