Pink pants
What other trials?

"For a long time yes, we are not a thin holiday gini," said Ivan when they were in a cottage in the Puncak area.

Alya was forced to follow her husband's desire to go there, in fact Alya was very lazy to go alone with Ivan, especially after he knew about Ivan's closeness with some women behind him, especially after he knew about Ivan's closeness with some women behind him, especially if you remember the pink pants, nausea it feels to see the face of Ivan who in his eyes is now no more than a female player bastard, it was, but considering how the last few days he also felt stressed by the pressure of office work and household problems that he was forced to save himself made him think that there was no harm if he went along with it her husband was to relax for a moment, gather energy, because after that Alya was sure the problems she would face were bigger and more energy draining than now.

"Van, your phone keeps ringing, huh!" Alya said while pointing to the direction of Ivan's cellphone which was face down on the table but was seen lit up and vibrating since they were on their way to that place.

"Let's just say, it's an office person, I'm looking to enjoy our company without being disturbed by office business or any other business other than us." Ivan grabbed Alya by the shoulder and put his wife's body to his chest.

"Thank you, maybe it's important." Alya had begun to suspect Ivan's awkward behavior, but her husband did not budge him to not want to take calls during their vacation together, both of them,

Shortly after, a message entered Alya's phone, apparently from Utari, "Where? I'm going to your house but no one wants to take out a transfer cake" about the contents of the message Utari sent her.

Finally Alya called Utari and said that now he was on vacation with Ivan at the top, and he apologized for not being able to meet his friend who suddenly came by impromptu without first informing him.

"She's sure I'm on vacation so I don't bete, how do you think now even you who look sad and not enthusiastic about our vacation?" Alya protest, because he saw the face of Ivan who continued to be bent since a few hours ago after he received a phone call from no one, because Ivan chose to stay away from him when he talked to the person who called him.

"It's okay, there's just a little bit of trouble in the office" said Ivan.

**

Monday morning Alya has been called to his superior room, but this time the one who called him was not Mr. Joko, his boss directly, but his boss who until now, he was the big boss, for three years of work he had never met with his boss, because his boss's workspace was in the top building of his office building, and not carelessly people can meet with the supreme leader of PT Salim Group, the only thing he knows is the name of his superior was named Surya Salim, while what kind of big boss it was, too, Alya doesn't know at all.

This is the first time Alya has set foot on the 35th floor, where only executives and the board of directors are allowed to come to the room, accountants like him even though in the finance division served as section heads, it was still a long way to interact directly with the big bosses in their companies.

A man in his 30s who was standing in front of a tall wooden door nodded politely as Alya stepped towards him,

"Mom Alya? Please, boss is waiting for you inside." Said the man opening the door and allowing Alya to enter the room, Alya nodded while throwing a smile sign of her modesty, then stepped in.

"You can still smile, after the fatal mistake you made?" Reprimanded a man who sat on his great chair with his eyes crossed sharply towards Alya.

It was in Alya's shadow that Salim was a friendly and kind old man, but who would have thought if the big boss was still young, if Alya guessed his age was at least far from him who is now turning 25 years old, and another even though his big boss is very handsome, he said, but the first impression Alya got from her really covered her good looks, his handsome face and athletic body wrapped in a light blue slim fit shirt suddenly became nothing because it had just come, Alya had already gotten hot words from the lips of her superior.

"Good morning Mr. Surya, sorry I do not understand the meaning of the words of the father just now." Feeling no wrongdoing as her boss alleged, Alya bravely defended herself, while still trying to be polite by saying hello and greeting her superior.

"No need to be stale, you are assigned Joko to audit the JT group, right?" He asked, who was then influenced by Alya, "You know that it's a secret project and it shouldn't be leaked to JT employees?" His boss was fiery.

"I knew from the beginning, and I never told anyone about this task." Alya who does not feel that he tells this problem to anyone except his two assistants who did help him during the task of auditing JT, besides that he never told anyone, he never told anyone, he was also convinced that Dinda and Utari would be very secretive about this task, because he was already very attentive to both.

"Well how does the story of this audit story become a rumor among JT employees? Even their side is suing us for damages because those rumors have caused some of their big clients to back down and stop working together." Pressing his boss while massaging his own eyebrows, it seemed like he looked extremely depressed with this matter.

"Sorry Mr. Surya, why should you accuse me, while those who know the audit matter are Mr. Joko and my two assistants, it would be unfair if the father's accusations directly lead to me." Sangkal Alya did some self-defense.

"But the rumor spreader at JT is the new procurement manager, named Ivan Kusuma, you should know and know who he is?"

The question of his superior was heard like a bolt of lightning in broad daylight, how could Ivan do such a thing, while he never told Ivan about this matter, even when Ivan asked his pad about the audit he did, he kept his mouth shut.

"He was my husband, but I never told my husband about it, I could separate work and personal matters." Tampik Alya's.

Brakes,

"Marcel, what a commotion JT group made to make me feel disturbed, are you not so good at handling it that JT keeps contacting me?" The cries of the middle-aged man who was charging forcefully into the room instantly kicked over the table to the point that Alya stepped up in shock.

Uh, but wait, the middle-aged man called the man he was arguing with called Marcel? Didn't Alya hear wrong?

"Sorry, Marcel?" Alya frowned while muttering.

"This is who else, this chaotic situation like this you even bring an obscure woman and alone in your room this early in the morning?" The old man widened his eyes towards Alya.

"Eh, who do you mean that obscure woman?" Alya retaliates against the old man's plot for not accepting the man's accusation against her.

"You, who else? Is there another woman in this room?" Spray the old man.

"Sury Lord, this is Alya, our corporate accountant," the man who was standing guard at the door of the room explained.

"You're dating our corporate accountant?" Oceh the man called Surya.

"Awhile, this is Mr. Surya, then who is this?" Show Alya to the man she called Mr. Surya since, feeling that he had been talking to the wrong person and wasting his energy since then.

"Yes, I'm Surya Salim, and this is my son Marcelino Salim, why?" Said the fierce man.

Ah, well, they're perfectly suited as father and son, equally temperamental, and accusatory, but wait, doesn't this mean he's been misrecognizing and calling names, so why is the man named Marcel silent not protesting when he called by his father's name? Is he deliberately pretending to be Surya Salim?

"Sorry, before I want to ask, I have to set the record straight on this Audit issue to whom? Mr Surya or Mr Marcelino? Because I'll only talk to the group's principal director Salim alone, not the others." Early in the morning in suguhi barrage of events that tested his patience, it turned out to make Alya impatient too, his patience was exhausted, caring for the demon with the position of two men who were in front of him, they had already disturbed him first.

"I'm the chief director of this company" Marcel said.

"But I'm your father, I'm also the founder of this company."Surya won't lose.

The debate between father and son made Alya shake his head, he would not be able to talk to two men whose emotions exploded like that, facing one of them only his head like it was about to explode.

"You should both solve your family problems first, I'm sorry," Pamit Alya.

"Wait on! I've only seen brave employees like you, to be honest, after I retired for a year and handed over the company to my son, I feel like he's not good at handling the company, you know, like that, if you can solve this group's JT problem, I promise I won't interfere with the company's problems, and I completely trust you Marcel, so, so, please work with this accountant to resolve this matter." Pungkas Surya's.

"Why should I?" Ask Alya.

"Because you're the one who caused this trouble, because your mouth can't keep a secret."Accuse Marcel.

"Sir, I've been saying since, if I didn't do what you're accusing me of," Alya's voice was heard shaking because he was accused of doing something he didn't do.

"Then, prove it! Find out who leaked this matter to your husband, then I won't believe your words." Challenge Marcel.

"I'll prove it! Excuse me." Pamit Alya's chest feels claustrophobic with the problems that come to her as if endless, as if,

'What else is this, Lord?' His screams in the heart.