
"Sir, wait," Alle said before the boss got in the car.
Aksa. "Why?"
"May I join Mr.'s car, at least until the intersection in front there," said Alle.
Aksa's words about her already had a choice made Alle curious. He was very interested to know who Aksa's choice was. It seems this news will be good news for Sekar if it is true Aksa already has a choice. At least if Sekar knew his son already had a choice, the woman would no longer interfere with his work.
"Just get to the front, sir," repeated Alle.
Aksa did not answer, the man just passed and entered the side of the wheel. However, the man still allows Alle to come with his car. Aksa opened the door for his secretary.
Seeing the front door opened for her, Alle smiled and walked into the passenger side. "Thank you, sir."
After seeing Alle finish putting on her seat belt Aksa runs her car. At first they were silent to each other, until Alle opened a conversation between them.
"Father really isn't interested in Mr Dirga's daughter?" fishing rod Alle.
Aksa looked over for a moment but did not respond.
"If you want, I can send a photo of the daughter of Mr. Dirga to your mobile phone. You can see first, who knows you change your mind" continued Alle.
Still same. Aksa doesn't bully.
"Name's Claudia, sir. Twenty-six years old, 173cm in height, 55kg in weight. The best graduate of his class from the National University of Singapore. Currently in business in the culinary field with his former campus colleagues. It already has three Japanese restaurant outlets and this year plans to open its newest outlet in Jakarta."
Still focused on the wheel Aksa took the time to glance at his secretary. "It seems you have investigated about his son Mr. Dirga. Is this also part of your plan with mom?"
Getting such an accusation, Alle hurriedly dodged. "No, there is no plan whatsoever between me and Sekar's mother. It's all my own initiative to find out about his daughter Mr. Dirga."
Aksa just smiled cynically. I can't believe what his secretary said.
They fell silent again. Alle becomes afraid to find information about the woman her boss chooses. Maybe it should be slow, can not be rash and make everything so chaotic.
The car continued to drive, until it passed the crossroads that Alle had intended before. Once realized if the crossroads had been missed, Alle also opened his voice. "Sir, the crossroads are over." Alle looked back to make sure if the crossroad he meant had been missed.
"Keep why?" answer Aksa casually.
"You should've dropped me off there, sir."
"I'll take you home. It's not good what I tried as your boss." Aksa is proud.
"Oh, sir, this isn't good but it bothers me."
"Indeed why, I take you home to bother. You should thank me."
Alle patted her own eel. "Sir I don't want to go home, I have affairs that are in the opposite direction to my home. If you had dropped me at the crossroad, from there I could take a taxi or motorcycle taxi to Mas Fadil's house."
Hearing the name Fadil called Aksa immediately marginalized his car to stop.
"Why stop here, sir?" Alle is confused.
"Who's Fadil?"
Alle felt strange with Aksa's facial expression asking about her ex-husband's name but she answered that question as well. "Mas Fadil is my ex-husband, sir."
"What?" Aksa looks very surprised. "Why did you go to your ex-husband's house. You want to refer?"
"So if your ex-husband is divorced from his wife who now you want to turn him back on?" Aksa seemed to be firmly asking this.
"Of course not, sir."
"Certainly, why did you go to your ex-husband's house?"
"Chilla's there, sir. I just want to see."
"Chilla?"
"Yes, Sir. This morning Mas Fadil took Chilla to his house. To stay one night there. But, it's only been half a day, I've been wanting to see Chilla."
"Oh ...." Aksa understands now. "Well, I'll take you to your ex-husband's house. Where's the address?"
Alle picked up a piece of business card that she had stored in her bag. He read out the address of Fadil's house shown on the card.
It only took a while for Aksa to determine which way she should take towards her former secretary's husband's house. He also returned to running his car.
Arriving in front of a house that looks magnificent from the outside, Aksa turned off his car engine.
"You, you wanna come in?"
Alle shakes. "No, Sir. I'm looking from here."
Aksa opened the car's jedela. Looking towards the green painted building with black colored gate. "Something like looking from here?"
Aksa himself was unsure of being able to see Chilla from her current position.
"It's okay, sir. I know enough where Masa Fadil lived all this time that he forgot his duty as a father." There was a serious tone from his secretary's words.
"If you may know, why did you get divorced?" All this time Aksa did not know and did not want to know the personal affairs of his secretary. She has never asked why she separated from her ex-husband.
"From Mas Fadi's statements in court, he divorced me because we had different views about the household to cause arguments every day. And it won't be good for our little boy. That's why Mas Fadil chose to divorce me" Alle replied, recalling how his divorce trial used to take place. At that time Alle wanted to refute all the reasons Fadil divorced her, but because seeing Fadil always come with the woman who is now the wife of the man, Alle just accept whatever the reason Fadil.
What made him agree to divorce immediately was that Fadil did not demand child custody. It makes Alle want to immediately break his relationship with Fadil and live alone with Chilla.
"Then, what is it now that your ex-husband showed up and filed for custody of Chilla. Is there something going on in her marriage right now?" ask Aksa.
Alle could no longer avoid because her boss had read the child custody transfer lawsuit. "Mas Fadil's wife who now cannot give children, therefore Mas Fadil wants custody of Chilla."
Aksa understands now. "Do you have a lawyer?"
Alle shakes.
"I will help you" said Aksa.
Instead of being happy to hear the help Aksa offered Alle was confused.
"Why?" aksa asked who caught Alle's confusion.
"What reward did you ask me to help you with?" todong Alle momentarily.
Aksa smiled thinly. His secretary knows him well.