The Second Love Scandal
Hasna Plan

Reviewing, is the best step that today will be done Asna. Not without reason, he will see a project that is often proud of Arga. Somehow the workbook is neatly arranged, making a scrawl of a regret that will be said Arga, because he had met him to help the project PT Nusa Sakti.

Because no one knows, in the future. Whether Arga's life will be fine, after one by one everything he has and is proud will disappear because of his stupidity, and his incompetent self who leads as a leader in the company of PT Nusa Sakti.

"Bu Hasna, we have to leave now. Cause it's three o'clock in the afternoon, we're gonna meet an important client."

"All right, I'm ready. Make sure no one is left behind."

"Good ma'am."

Asna's move towards the elite housing project built by Arga, her ex-husband was indeed making Asna remember herself four years ago, a map of building projects, and a new, the order he once made while working was his. Never thought, after being divorced by Arga who imprinted until now, making Asna not think logically.

'Four years ago, the image of this project was mine.' Inner Asna saw the file, and matching it was the result and re-created it with a different name.

At that time Asna was a manager. For some reason after meeting Arga, he became a subordinate employee for dating and getting married. Asna chose to be a housewife after four months of marriage she resigned and recommended Arga her husband to the owner of PT Nusa Sakti, all that so that Arga's achievement could rise, Arga, because the husband and wife are not allowed to work together in the same company and one of them must resign, that is the rule.

'We'll see if you'll draw a map that you created a project that is already running 40 % Arga mas. Whether the project is all designed by you, or you copy the work of others. You are wrong! And after this you will be in prison with a heavy sentence.' Asna's inner roar and then close the file file PT Nusa Sakti.

"Are we still a long time?" ask Asna.

"Fifteen minutes, more or less ma'am." replied Laras the assistant.

Asna also did not forget to tell Irham, where he was in New York. Because the company abroad, the most reliable is Irham. Especially related to the Bahraini family that gathered, making Asna want to work alone in Indonesia, as well as close to the residence of the mother.

"We've reached the bu" said Laras, this makes Asna's eyes, close the pen on the screen folding phone.

Asna came down, he was approached by a foreman where they were very friendly. Asna also smiled did not forget to introduce himself, if his arrival only reviewed the project that was slightly hampered.

"Good day ma'am, sorry if you are the owner of PT. Nusa Sakti's being talked about?"

"Brand .. I am the owner of this project .. Why are you talking like that? Mr. Lutfi, yes your name is correct from the name tag. Why don't you ask your boss, Arga Kusuma?" lirih Asna's.

"Hm .. Precisely Mr. Arga who said, if the owner of this pt will return to continue the project that mangkrak bu. Even eight months, our rights have not been paid. I came here because of the rumor desus .. And want to know the clarity, the only time I can ask for our rights, even we are afraid Mr. Arga uses foremen and other workers." said Lutfi explained, where some of his men were noisy.

"How did Ms. Hasna, just the first time we reviewed it like this, did we cancel the contract?" ask Laras.

"Hm .. Our arrival did not tell Arga. So let it be, give recognition documentation to Lutfi and other colleagues as evidence, if their project fails we can demand as an addition." explained Asna.

"Good ma'am."

And Asna steps back at the middle-aged man, saying clearly.

"We're just investors who fund Mr. Lutfi. For you I cannot demand much, if there is an opportunity come to my company. Maybe I can help you to get a Job from PT amanah." smile Asna.

"Oh .. Sorry, I was wrong. Thank you for your kindness, ma'am .. "

"Bu Hasna his name is sir." sambar Laras.

"Same, come! Maybe with this I can help you get a job. Spirit and I know, Mr. Lutfi a good and trustworthy person, so I said spontaneously as before." said Asna who then reviewed to see again see the whole building mangkrak.

Because Asna knew Mr. Lutfi, he was an honest and competent man. It's just that the problem is not paid, whether Arga is likely corruption or there are other people, so it's possible that if the project goes back further, Arga will not use Lutfi sir, he said, and the possibility of suspicion of corruption is in the troubled leadership.

'Earning the problematic leader, then down will also be problematic.'

Asna stepped by looking at the building that really looks like his design. One day Asna once spoke to Arga, if the building he designed would surely turn the city into the most crowded and most beautiful city, that dream was shattered when they divorced, and it was unexpected that Arga stole the design of his dreams by changing the name of the original owner who made.

"Laras, please call Arga. Talk to him to design his project in the meeting room tomorrow, I want to know what kind of client he is, has not paid the rights of others, is there a lie again." Asna said this time.

"Good ma'am Hasna, I'll call right away."

***

Elsewhere, Arga returns to lunch with her mother. He saw his mother differently, this made Arga seem to ask a lot.

"Mom, I'm having lunch at home why is mom so sour, don't you like it?" ask Arga.

"Are you having a hard time with money, until you eat at home huh?" shout Febi.

"Loh, it's not that Arga eats constantly at restaurants. Mom always nagged telling Arga to come home, to have lunch at home. Mom, this end is weird, why the hell mom. Talk to Arga."

Arghj ... "Arga, the mother was deceived by the investment of bodong, the mother of the villa pawns at the top of 5.5 billion and the mother was confused to find where to go." cried Febi, making Arga who ate spout his food.

Byur .. A burst of rice and side dishes just made Arga choke.

"a-what .. Pawns got to fool people?" ask Arga.

"I'm sorry Arga's mother. Villa gave you a pawn, please redeem the Villa's certificate. I know you're wrong, son."

"Huh .. Ma'am, 5.5 billion. Arga got that kind of money from where, and how much interest. Crazy .. I really made trouble." cried Arga, who this time had no appetite.

Tliths.

Before long the ringtone of Arga's phone, making Arga's eyes immediately lift it too, even though his anger at the mother is not finished.

"Come to Laras .."

"What ... ?" limp Arga, he really does not dwell at this time.

Her mother's honesty problem made her shocked, this time by the request of Baras maam from the Bahrain Company, asking for one thing that made Arga a little hot cold.

TBC.