
Habibi, feeling very tired after reading the reports on his desk, rested his head on the back of the crumpled padded chair in the company. But yes naturally, the chair is very comfortable according to the price of the chair only Rp.30,000,000,- original from Italy.
Not knowing how long Habibi slept, he woke up when I heard the sound of his cell phone. It was the ashar prayer hour. Habibi rushed into his private bathroom and prayed in the break room or in the room. After the completion of prayer, Habibi berto’a begging for forgiveness and so long a prayer that is offered. He began to open the first thing the Qur'an has prepared above the prayer before prayer.
Habibi began to read verse by verse. I don't know when was the last time he read the Qur’an. He himself does not remember. Although the reading is still quite good, but there are still many shortcomings when he reads. After finishing reading the Qur’an Habibi fold up and will come out of the room. How surprised Habibi when he saw the two figures of people who are very familiar are sitting on the sofa.
“Mi, Pi. when does it come?” ask Habibi.
“Times you pray,” replied papi.
“In the room you have a face yes mami see,” said her mom.
“Iya no mi.”
“Mami has not prayed Ashar. Mami Prayer here aja.” Said mami.
“Iya papi is also not praying.” Papa chimed.
“ya already mami and papi directly pray aja.”
Mami and papi directly pray. Finish praying,
“Since when there is a guest in your room bi?” ask mami.
“Since earlier mi.”
“kok can?” asked her mother in wonder.
“OOO so therefore the employees gossip below,” said the papi.
“Let's go Pi.” Habibi must admit that he is unable to cover up his feelings of losing Arumi.
“Next month, our building is finished.your office will move to a new location. A much larger office than the current one. The building has 32 floors.” Obviously mommy.
“Iya mi.” Answer Habibi.
Habibi came home together after the office hours were over. Aunty is escorted by her bodyguard, while mom and dad are waiting for their personal assistants. Jhoni's personal assistant, a man a few years older than his age, has been his assistant ever since he was appointed director of the group's central company. Now the company already has many subsidiaries and branches that are engaged in almost all fields.30 years Herman accompanied Jhoni. Herman is one of Jhoni's confidants. He is one of the most influential people in CG.
Today they came home in one car. Anita's assistant sat in the front seat next to Herman, a tall, slim woman who was almost 50 years old. So long they were together that they did not feel their age was no longer young. They love to live together. There is no secret they are hiding from each other. They not only consider their relationship to be limited to work, but also relatives. There were no words in the car that they said. They were silent, like they were at war with their minds. It did not feel like Jhoni had arrived at his enormous residence.
“How is your daughter doing her?” ask Jhoni.
“Very good sir.”
“What's he doing to college?” ask Anita
“Next year insyaallah buk, currently she Our daughter still wants to have fun with her hobby.” Herman.
“The name is also young,” said Anita. “We got off first yes.”
“Iya buk.”