The Gelora of Love The Randalous
24

" Some one doesn't understand anymore Miss !? " ask Mr. Alif who just explained about something related to the company's balance sheet of profits on Gista .

Currently Gista was sitting with a focused gaze on the computer screen in front of him . Starting this morning his office was in the CEO's main room, his desk was right next to Lena Wijaya's desk .

Mr. Alif who is now teaching him because Lena Wijaya is going out of town in connection with the opening of his new boutique . Gista was lucky to have a brain that quickly grasped all the explanations given by his mentor and happened to be a graduate of S1 Management until he was familiar with numbers and balance sheets .

" I will try to work on all these files, but still Mr. Alif will see again . And tell me if I'm wrong. "

" Good Miss, " replied Mr. Alif kindly .

But a moment later their attention turned to someone knocking on the door of the room . A man was standing with a map, it seemed like he wanted to report something .

" Please enter Mr. Hendarto , are the financial statements of the last month requested by Mrs already finished ?! " ask Mr. Alif when the man named Hendarto has entered the .

" Everything Mrs Lena asked for was on this map Mr " replied Hendarto by handing over the map to Mr. Alif .

" According to Madam's orders, from now on all reports of all divisions are handled by Miss Gista herself, "

" Miss Gista ?? "

" He's Miss Gista ... "appoint Mr. Alif on Gista who is still sitting focused on his work .

Gista who felt his name called immediately stood up with a clumsy attitude, he knew there was a look of disdain from the head of the finance division named Hendarto it .

" I Gista, please guide Pak Hendarto in the future, "gista said trying to be suave .

" I'm Hendarto, head of the finance division . Hopefully in the future we can work well together "sahut man named Hendarto with a bow of respect, a sharp gaze from Mr. Alif as if asking him to respect the young woman in front of him . Hendarto felt the young woman named Gista was not an indiscriminate person .

When the man named Hendarto was out of the room , Mr. Alif approached Gista who had returned to sit in his chair .

" Next time I hope Miss doesn't lower her head if it's in front of the subordinates . Miss is the right hand of the Great Lady, it means that Miss's position is the same as her, "

" But I .... "

" that's the first rule that Miss must understand, I'm sorry ... "

Gista scratched his neck, he did not understand the words of Mr. Alif who stated that his position was the same as the owner of this Wijaya Group . She was no one , she was just a woman who happened to meet and be helped by that kindly rich lady .

TINGGGG ...

His daydream was scant when he heard a message notification from his phone . His eyes frowned when he saw the name of the sender of the message on his flat screen .

Can I meet you ?? I want to talk ....

*

Meanwhile a man was waiting for a reply to the message he just sent . Gibran decided to meet with his ex-wife, not mean anything but he just wanted to apologize for his too rash decision to give Gista a triple talaq . Gibran knew it would be very difficult for him to return Gista to his original position .

After waiting for a while and the message never returned finally Gibran out of his room .

" Gibran you're awake, son ?? Let's eat first, you missed your lunch . I've cooked a lot for you spicy sour gurame, chicken sauce sambel ijo , fried shrimp flour and your favorite vegetable" said Sofi who immediately got a lazy gaze from her youngest child .

Vina could only sneer in her heart, the money of six hundred thousand should she pour out just to buy lunch this time . Since Gista became the daughter-in-law in this house Sofi has never held a frying pan at all . Gista who always prepared everything for them .

" Mom cooked ?? "

" Of course, I deliberately cooked special for you, son. "

Gibran eats quietly, everything in front of him is his favorite dish . But either his tongue could not enjoy all of it, like there was something lacking in every dish he ate .

" How little did you eat it ?? What's not good !? " ask Sofi who sees Gibran not enjoying all the cuisine she actually ordered from the restaurant .

" It's delicious Mom, maybe Gibran is still tired so can't enjoy all this . Sorry ! "

" It's okay, by the way, you want to talk to you about something important . Because Gista is no longer here I want to ask about the finances of this house . Sorry, I don't mean to be presumptuous, but this is very important. "

" Gibran understood , that's why Gibran directly transferred a hundred million in money.it's as big as the monthly money Gibran gave Gista. "

" A hundred million ?? Just a hundred million ? "

" You mean Mom !? " ask Gibran who saw the look of shock on his mother's face .

" Don't you give your wife double the monthly money you send to Mom !? Looks like your wife's always squandering money to buy something that's not clear "

Gibran sighed, he did not want to argue with anyone this time .

" How much did you ask for !? "

" Ehhh .. that's not what I meant . Wait , but I really need . The money you transferred yesterday has been used by me for the purposes of this house from paying electricity to paying security guards and lnem . Vina there are also campus activities that require no small cost . Another hundred million I think is enough ... "

Gibran closed his eyes, knowing that Gista had paid for everything his father had mentioned before his ex-wife left the house .

" Already Gibran sent .."." Gibran said after transferring the money requested by his mother . The man went from his seat to the garage, it seemed he needed a fresh atmosphere that was able to calm his heart