Please Let go of me
Chapter 91 - The secret of Doni's assistant

Suci lived his day with guilt, assuming that if the departure of Simon because he had yelled at the poor man, living in regret was a very painful thing. He was really tortured and even counted the departure of the blue-eyed man, difficult to explain in words.

Now, he focuses on the company and the computer in front of him, little by little he can learn it even though it takes time and also the patience of Doni's assistant. 

Suci glanced at his watch that had entered Dzuhur time, as a religious and also obedient people. Immediately get out of his chair, immediately ablution and carry out the orders that should be done by Muslims. 

Stretches of prayer and began to establish prayer as much as four rakaat, he was so solemn in carrying out the obligation. After praying, do not forget to recite and mention the name of Allah SWT. Instantly his heart felt calm and also serene, this is one of the benefits when running five prayers of fardhu according to the advice of the prophet. 

Rise both hands, tremble with the Khalik, pour out all that is in the heart. Pray for everyone and just slip for him a little, because all the favors given by his Lord are more than enough. 

Finished running everything, Sacred returned to his room. Where a face that looks bright after completing the order of the khalik, in contrast to the faces of people who are negligent and more concerned about the world, their faces look very dull even though they have made up. 

"Assalamu'alaikum, can I come in?" 

"Wa'alaikumsalam, come in."

Suci saw who came, and it turned out that it was her assistant her late husband and now has become both assistant as well as right hand and also teacher. "Sister."

"Just finished praying, huh?" said the assistant of Doni, who was nodding his head by Saints, confirming the words.

"Sister is praying?" holy Tanya who always reminds a man who is very meritorious to her.

"Hem, I'm here to deliver the files. You have to sign it!" 

Suci sighed and immediately grabbed his file, signing some sheets. "What about the project we're working on with SSA Group?" 

"It will soon be finished, it will only take the original signature of Mr. Simon. However, his existence no one knows."

"Have it done, don't make yourself worse off with the man gone. Try to forget it" said Doni's assistant.

"Hem, I hope I can get through it. What is the current state of Rasidha? Wasn't he the one who was more hurt by the departure of his adoptive father?"

"That's right, he's even more moody lately. Even the nanny had run out of ways to get the little girl to understand." 

"Hem, is there anything else I need to sign?" Sacred stared at him with a glance, and again lowered his gaze.

"No, it's all done. What's wrong?" doni's assistant knitted his eyebrows together, puzzled by the intentions of his female boss.

"I want to meet Rasidha, I'm the cause of Mr. Simon leaving and will take over to be his mother until that eyed man can return."

"Well, as you wish."

"Thank you," said the Saint, who wanted to get out of his chair, he longed for the little girl and became a medicine in the days of so much work.

While Doni's assistant smiled looking at the back of the female boss who was already considered like his own sister. "If I had a sister like her, I might be the luckiest one." His deeply sad heart, remembering in the past while holding his infant sister. Due to his negligence in guarding his younger sister, and the economic influence kept them apart. "If my sister was alive, she would be the same age as him." She quietly wiped her tears, ignoring her mother's message before she died.

Doni's assistant immediately went to his room, where he remembered the words of his boss and student to perform worship. Since the arrival of the Holy in office, many changes in him who always work and carry out obligations as a Muslim. 

Doni's assistant finished the prayer so solemnly, raising his hand. "Allah, O Rabb, give the servant guidance to be able to meet with the servant's sister, Intan. He's all I have now, Aamiin." She quickly wiped away the tears, not wanting if anyone else knew about her fragility. During this time, people thought of themselves as a machine, working all day without enjoying life. He is also notoriously cruel, if there are others who do not work well. That firmness is what makes the company belonging to the late Zufar very well developed.

"Intan, wherever you are, brother will find you." His sad voice, looking everywhere but not finding it. A brother's deepest regret is the loss of his sister, separated by fate and death.