
In a different place, Dimas was well dressed, and so was his wife. Both are ready to go to work, as usual.
A year later, the house was so quiet, no quarrels or screams filled the house. Usually, in the morning, Dimas' mother would nag or scold someone. But, things were different, when Dimas got married again.
The daughter-in-law who is a career woman, is so majestic and exhibited to her neighbors. A stable economy and a sizable income from his son and daughter-in-law.
Nadia has also hired a maid and a nanny, to reduce her in-laws' employment. But sometimes, people are never satisfied.
Dimas' mother no longer had control over his son's income. All the household needs and salary Dimas, taken over by the wife. Nadia kept giving monthly rations to her in-laws and sometimes bought new clothes for her. But, still, the woman was still complaining and not accepting inwardly.
The middle-aged woman, did not have the guts to shout at her daughter-in-law. Nadia's nature is very different from her daughter-in-law's first. Nadia, kind and gentle, but has a firm and unruly nature. All household affairs are in his hands, including the cost of education of the Dimas brothers.
At that time, Dimas' mother approached her daughter-in-law who had just returned from work.
"Nad, do you want to talk?"
"Please, what do you want to say?"
"Look, Mira and Naya, need money for needs on campus. The number, not much just five million."
Nadia sighed, she took off her shoes, not yet answering. One, two, steps he walked into the room. In the doorway, he turned his body.
"What needs, ma'am?"
"Mother doesn't know either."
"I'll call the college to ask. I've given them money for a month, so they've got to skimp."
Nadia closed the room door, without waiting for her mother-in-law's answer. Meanwhile, behind the door, Dimas' mother's face was already red. Nadia can not be invited to compromise, let alone be lied to if financial problems.
His two daughters, asking for help to increase the pocket money. Because, their monthly rations are up, buying clothes and fiddling, like the son of a conglomerate.
Nadia and Dimas get in their respective vehicles. Because both have opposite directions. Dimas works at PT. DEVAL POWER, while the wife works in Between Groups. Both of them, waving at the mother who drove them to the porch of the house.
Nadia drove her car, at the left turn, glanced at her husband's car which drove straight. He pulled over his vehicle, looking at the watch for a moment. Wait until the time is missed about ten minutes.
She turned back around, taking the path that her husband walked.
Parked, Nadia was still sitting in the car. Stirring up his bag, looking for something.
"Where am I keeping it?" Still looking, until he remembered having changed his bag this morning.
"Ah, fuck. Iforgetit. How now? What should I say if Mas Dimas sees me here."
Nadia was still racking her brain, looking back at the watch, the time that kept going without waiting for her, soon she would be too late.
"Here you go, I'll find an excuse later."
He set his foot, walking while looking at the left right vigilantly.
At the lobby door, his heart was pounding incoherently. Still continuing to step in with wandering eyes.
"Nad." The voice he so deeply memorized. Nadia turned her head, arranging her face, so as not to appear tense. "What are you doing here?"
"Mas Dimas, I'm representing the president between the groups, to discuss the work."
"really? I'll take you, up."
"No need, Mom. Secretary Tian, ask me to wait for the lobby."
From a distance, Tian saw Nadia with Dimas. Clenched his hands, then walked over.
"Have you come?"
"Just now, Secretary."
"Alright, please come with me."
Nadia looked at her husband, smiling by stepping following secretary Tian. The elevator door, just closed, Tian pushed Nadia's body into a corner.
"I'm sorry, Secretary. I forgot that access card."
"Remember Nadia, this is your first and last mistake. Don't mess up, what the president has arranged. You know for yourself, the consequences and no one can save you, your husband means."
"I see, this won't happen again."
The elevator door opened, Tian went out first, then Nadia followed.
Tian entered the President's room, while Nadia took a sitting position next to the door of the room.
This is where Nadia worked, as Dave's secretary. Tian as Dave's right-hand man, takes care of all the president's work and personal life. Meanwhile, Nadia is only limited to taking care of work problems.
His involvement in Dave's plan, starting from Nadia who was asked by Tian's secretary, to take Dimas's cv from HRD. His confession to know Dimas as an ex-lover, puts him in the present situation.
Before long, the elevator doors opened. Dave walked in.
"Follow me," he ordered Nadia, without turning his face to the woman.
Nadia got up, walked over with her face down.
"It's been a year, yeah!" said Dave who knows what he means. The man was already sitting down, and was staring intently at him.
"Yes, Sir."
"Are you tired?"
Nadia was silent, she was tired, had to keep her job secret. He continued to refuse, when the husband wanted to have lunch together, if the break hour arrived. He also had to look for this reason if Dimas wanted to pick him up from work.
Now, Nadia nodded in response. It was time, he quit the charade. For over a year, she had a role, as secretary of Antara Group.
"All right, I'll set you free. But, instead, you should keep your mouth shut and also, you still have the obligation to provide information about your husband, if anything interesting. You understand."
"I understand, Sir. I promise to keep quiet and keep working as usual."
"Good, I believe." Dave gestured to Tian, so the secretary approached and handed Nadia a piece of paper. "Take it and show it to your husband, if he asks."
"Thank you, Mister. I'm really grateful."
Nadia bowed her head, had not had time to step up, Dave had called her.
"Nadia, did you forget something?"
Dave looked at her, waiting for an answer. Meanwhile, Nadia thought hard about the intentions of her superior.
"Do I have to remind you?"
"Sorry, Sir. I'm late to understand." Finally, Nadia understood Dave's direction of conversation. "Nothing happened, after our meeting with Arshila. Dimas was just angry over his attitude and it was likely that he would not bring Arshila together with his daughter."
"That's all?" Dave seemed dissatisfied.
"Yes, Sir. That's it."
"You can go and remember Nadia, don't hide anything from me."
"I understand, Sir."Nadia says goodbye to leaving.
"Do you still have doubts?" tian.
"Actually, I don't need any more information. I just want to see his loyalty to what extent." Dave read the incoming messages from his phone.
"Grace, said, the woman refused his presence and asked him to leave. Cih, it's really troublesome."
"I'll take care of it, sir."
"No need, let Grace do her job. All you have to do now is to prepare for my marriage as simple as possible, since the big madam is already on her way. Haha...."
There was a terrifying air, as the sound of Dave's laughter filled the room. The sound of such laughter has a veiled meaning and is known only by it.