The Bitter Three's
Susan's Office

Alwa and Hanifah got out of the car in the lobby of a luxury office building along Jalan Gatot Subroto. The building has been seen from a distance, and the driver of their family, Mr. Ridwan, said that the building is one of the properties owned by David Yudha, under the auspices of PT. Yudha Mas Property.

The two women listened carefully.

They even gaped at the takjud.

Frankly, just this time they heard about their husband's work. It was also because Susan often mentioned him when fighting with David, so Hanifah idly asked Mr. Ridwan.

David never talked about the work to Alwa and Hanifa.

A giant nameplate bearing the words Yudha Mas Corp was plastered on the top floor of the building. Alwa and Hanifah turned their heads up, counting the number of floors, and they immediately gave up a few seconds later.

Very high!

It is so high that it can penetrate clouds.

But Mr. Ridwan said that David does not have an office here. Every room in the building that is here is rented to someone else, the room is called Lot.

One of the largest lots was hired by the Amethys Group, which was the company where Susan worked. It's on the 7th floor.

Alwa and Hanifah looked at every corner of the lobby with a notjud.

They don't really understand why David asked them to deliver breakfast to Susan's office. This time they traveled far. Usually only to study and to the supermarket near the house. Or if there is a tausiyah from their favorite ustad.

Judging from the condition of the building, on the left-right of many fine restaurants, Susan could have bought her own breakfast.

The appearance of the two women was enough to make the people around them pay attention. The two of them were wearing a veil, and were walking doubtfully while holding hands while turning their heads in confusion to the right-left.

David did ask them to wear a veil when they left the house.

And the world of work today is quite foreign to both.

People walk in a hurry and with fashionable clothes. Most of them looked at them cynically.

A security man approached Alwa and Hanifah.

"Sorry, Mom. Who'd you meet?"

Alwa and Hanifah were rather shocked and frightened as a security with a large stature approached them. The probing and sharp look seemed hostile, making Alwa and Hanifah uncomfortable.

"Anu, would like to meet Susan from the Amethys Group,"

"Mom have an appointment?"

"Eh, be-yet, sir,"

"Then you can't meet, you have to make an appointment first. Go to the operator" The security guard directed them to the ranks of women with telecommunications devices in their ears. "Please leave your ID card,"

"KTP, Sir?'

"Yes KTP,"

Alwa and Hanifah looked at each other. They do not carry ID cards, because they do not expect to be asked.

"Eh, why do I need a ID, sir? I saw no one with a ID," asked Alwa.

"Because both mothers are guests, so we have to record who are the general people who enter the building for the sake of security and comfort together. It's already a basic procedure,"

"Sir Hanifah?" a familiar voice greeted them. Galuh approached with his trademark gentle smile. "Are you right, Sister Hanifah?" The man seemed to be a bit hesitant, as Hanifah's face was covered in a veil. But Galuh recognized Hanifah from the woman's soft voice.

"ah! Galuh! Assalamu'alaikum, a-anu, we want to meet Susan's mother, told Abi to take breakfast," Hanifah said.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, would you like to see Miss Susan?" Galuh frowned feeling strange, but because he was in a crowded place, rather than attract attention finally he decided to bring Alwa and Hanifah.

"Mother above is meeting. Come on Ma'am, please follow me," Galuh nodded to security indicating that the situation is under control.

As they got into the elevator, some people also entered. Alwa and Hanifah docked to the corner so as not to be nudged.

Galuh's reflexes stood in front of them, trying to protect.

"Hey, Bro!" greet one of the men greeting Galuh.

"Who?" ask the others while glancing at Alwa and Hanifah. The faces of some people were immediately alert.

"Wife Mr. David," Galuh replied casually.

"David? David Yudha owns the building?"

"Where's his wife?"

"Both" replied Galuh.

Some immediately chuckled cynically.

"So they want to fight Susan Tanudisastro?"

"They're here to see Susan" Galuh said.

"Case, case,"

"That's great, wear a veil. While Miss Susan is sexy,"

"Pak David requires them to use a veil when they leave the house" Galuh said.

"Gga use also will not be disturbed times, will not be known if this is the case,"

"Where do we know that it's just from the sound, huh?"

"Gue if you want to rob will also use a veil, where anyone knows I'm a man, not kedetect too!"

"Hehe, man,"

"Now the technology is already sophisticated bro, from the gestures can already be identified," said Galuh kalem trying to be neutral.

"The two bin are like this, while the third bini is so, Mr. David is already the same time ordinary, so he married Miss Susan. More greeeng!"

"Have you seen the video bellows?!"

"For the link dong!"

"Haha! Yudha Mas will have its IT company, it has definitely been removed all!"

"He married not out of lust" Galuh said. "Also, now the wall can hear. Do not put you in prison for your mouth" said Galuh sharply, warning the people.

Everyone was silent, and the elevator went silent.

There was only a slow clanking sound, the elevator sign had already reached the 7th floor.

"Excuse me yes, please give way," hiss Galuh let Alwa and Hanifah out of the elevator.

"I'm sorry Ma'am, they do tend to behave clearly," said Galuh felt bad.

"Eh? Nothing Mas, it's common," murmured Hanifah.

Alwa was silent, but from the look of her eyes was a sadness.

"Well, Galuh! Have you called an expert?" someone shouted from the end of the room. A man of Chinese descent is neat and dapper, with a golden tie.

"Later in the afternoon he will visit, Koh," said Galuh.

"Don't over time, I need a good aura for the stock sunrise tomorrow morning, an A or a C!"

"How much does a priest need?"

"It's from my church! Fengsui experts are more important! I feel like my room is hot! There must be something wrong with the furniture!"

Galuh walked to the corporate secretary area.

"Vienna, get an AC handyman to handle Koh Albert's room,"

Then the man walked down the corridor through many tables with people passing by.

Most stopped their activities when they saw Alwa and Hanifa. They were astonished to see Galuh bring in two women with looks that they considered unique.

"Wait here first yes Ma'am, maybe soon Mother finished the meeting," Sahut Galuh while inviting Alwa and Hanifah to sit in the room with a small table and sofa next to Galuh.

"Don't bother, Mom. Please continue with the work" Hanifah said.

Alwa is more silent because it is digesting the situation.

The bustling office atmosphere with many tense-faced people made his curiosity big. But he prefers to just observe, carefully of course.

Then Galuh sat in his own chair while opening one of the bantex stacks and typing a few words.

Raka came in a hurry, some documents and went into Susan's room. He lined up the papers Susan had to sign on the desk, then walked out with some of her Boss' clothes for laundry.

"Gal, Pastor Frans can't lead Sunday services tomorrow, because he's sick. He said the delegation to his son can't?" ask Raka.

"Wouldn't he have a certification?"

"He hasn't given it to me, but I've been searching the Internet for more than 5,000 people,"

"Follow the procedure, Bro. People usually have their own communities. Meeting finished lo hadep Mr. Ricky to ask,"

Raka scratched her head.

"You're told to go to Ustad, I'm jabanin. If my pastor gives up! Don't understand" he complained as he moved.

Then he backed off again.

"Who? Are there wives here? Assalamu'alaikum Ma'am, tumben!" exclaim Raka jolly.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," replied Hanifah slowly.

"You'll have breakfast for Miss Susan, he said. He told me," said Galuh.

"Huh?" Raka looked stunned. Then he glanced at Susan's desk inside. On the table is a plastic box from an expensive restaurant with a steak menu in it.

Raka looked at Galuh.

Galuh immediately knew Raka's intentions. Then the man moved his head to the side so that Raka would shut up and get out of there.

"I continue to work Mbaaaak, Wassalamualaikum!" Raka hastily left from there. Let the difficult case Galuh do.

A moment of silence, there was only the sound of Galuh typing whose speed was above average, and the chatter of people who were busy around them.

"Mas Galuh?" Hanifa called Galuh,

"Yes Ma'am?" Galuh.

"If our arrival here is disturbing, we just leave the breakfast to Mas Galuh,"

"What decides Brother Hanifah and Ma'am Alwa to bother is Miss Susan. If I am ordinary. If I think you're disturbing, I won't greet you in the lobby just now" Galuh grinned.

Hanifah seemed to think, she tilted her head.

"Okay Mas, we just wait for Ma'am Susannya," said Hanifah as she leaned back her tiny body to the chair.

Not how long did someone call out,

"Meeting is over!" the guy rushed to his desk and cleared the file.

"Campus! Belom is done!" another one while in the fog.

"So the bantex I put here where woy!!"

And other screams. Everyone was running around here and there.

Scenery that is magnificent, thought Alwa.

Like a scene in a movie.

The most relaxed looks are only Galuh who appears to be typing on a computer screen full of colorful graphics.

Then next, from the end, the largest room, a giant carved teak door opened. Some people in neat suits came out from there with serious faces. The beautiful women with the document map in their hands accompanied each man in a suit.

Their high heels hit the floor and gave rise to synchronous music.

Susan, get out of the room and break the line. Everyone gave him a way first.

Alwa took a nervous breath. Susan's aura among the others seemed to glow. It has a different appearance. More exclusive, and instantly caught the eye for being flashy.

"Albert! Once again you ask for a budget to remodel the room because of fengshui, you open your own office! There is no decoration budget until your target exceeds 120%!" exclaim Susan firmly.

Koh Albert immediately entered the room.

"Sir Ricky, Pastor Frans' congregation is not that much until we have to provide a dozen bottles of wine! If they were still in arrears of room rental fees, there would be no bottles of wine they would receive!" so Susan again.

"Raka, try to check the schedule of Ustad Abdul Somad, we can still apply for endorse tea packaging drinks taste compote for fasting next year or not,"

"They asked permission MUI, Mom," said Raka.

"Just got out this morning,"

"Ready ma'am!" Raka went straight to her desk to call.

"Just like that, Susan," the tall, handsome man spoke to Susan before she walked into his room. "If you do not get investors until next week, next month we will close the factory in Pulogadung,"

"Yes sir, I try," said Susan weakly.

Then the man was stunned when he saw Alwa and Hanifa sitting beside Galuh.

"Tuu you?" ask Susan.

Susan turned her head while frowning towards Alwa and Hanifa.

Then his eyebrows immediately raised.

"What are you guys here for?" ask Susan.

"They were asked to come to see Mom" Galuh said while typing.

"Who?" ask the tall man.

"Oh, here. My husband's wives,"

All immediately quiet. For a moment, all pairs of ears and stops their work.

"The wives are your husbands" the tall man repeated Susan's words. It felt funny when it was said.

"When you could have married me a widower, or just choose one of your secretaries who is still single, but you are willing to be made the third,"

Susan smiled coldly. "My husband is much richer, sir" he challenged all the men in the room.

"Hm, yes if that one is the one I gave up," the tall man sighed with a grin. He turned to leave Susan to go to his own room.

Susan turned her body towards Galuh and sneered, "You Mr. Dirut richer also I will not be the bin! Do you think we don't know what he's doing outside?!" susan whispered to Galuh.

"11 12 is the same Miss Susan, yes" Galuh said.

"Your language needs to be schooled!" murmur Susan.

Galuh just a soft smile typical.

"Keep, why are Ipah and Wawa here?" susan asked, just changing people's names.

"Hanifa and Alwa, Miss Susan," Galuh said. "Mother didn't want her name changed to Ucan, either,"

"Look, Ma'am. We were asked by Abi to deliver breakfast. I haven't eaten yet" Hanifah said.

"Hm," Susan looked at Hanifah while propping her chin up on the Galuh cubicle.

It's just David's wits to get his three wives along.

As explained in the beginning, Susan did not hate Alwa and Hanifa, but also did not like them, anyway.

All he hated was David. Although Susan knew, actually David was very good to help protect her from disgrace, but Susan felt there must be another purpose behind the help.

Because a business man, it is impossible to do everything for free.