THE WOMAN (END)

THE WOMAN (END)
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"Tumben once non, go alone" said muh sir when our car had left the house.


"I have a lunch appointment with Rahma sir, I'm not good if you have to refuse" said I smiled faintly.


"I heard Den Andi was sick? is it healed?"


"Yes sir yesterday he had a fever. thank God now it is better.so Sandy chose to keep him at home.Thankfully I have a husband like Sandy mas." I chanted.


"Father is also lucky to have a wife like non-Brow. who can change the nature of the father to be softer as now," he said.


I just smiled at Mr. Muh's answer.he clearly knows what kind of person Sandy is, Sandy, and if he says that, it means that there is a significant change in Sandy's self in a better direction.


Our car stopped in the third when the red light began to light up. the atmosphere was jammed clearly felt let alone this had entered lunch hour.


I spread my gaze to the side of the sidewalk, seen a lot of human traffic that I do not know. is it because I am too busy working to not have the opportunity to know many people huh? I breathe heavily.


Then my eyes were fixed on the two figures of people who seemed to be sitting comfortably in the back seat of their car.


"That was Hasan's doctor with Ivan sir!" chirps pak Muh who is like aware of their existence as well.


"really?" I pretend I don't know.


"Where are they going? tumben once a car?" muttered pak Muh.


I looked at the two seriously, Pak Ivan looked away and focused on the streets while Doctor Hasan seemed to talk to him.


"Are they rarely together?" much


"Rarely non, especially once Mr. Ivan did not want to admit doctor Hasan as a father, but it seems, their relationship is starting to improve now" he observed.


Improving? what is improving, obviously Mr. Ivan was so indifferent to the doctor Hasan.he did not pay the slightest respect to his father.


And for some reason, when we were watching the two. suddenly the eyes of Mr. Ivan pointed at me. I was shocked to immediately throw my face in the opposite direction.


"Road sir!" command quickly.


Luckily the green light was on, so our car was immediately drove, while the car that was driven by Mr. Ivan and doctor Hasan moved in the opposite direction.


I sighed deeply, lucky that I was able to dodge her frightening eyes.


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"Allis..?" shouted Rahma and Sinta who were sitting at one of the tables in a restaurant.


I smiled with excitement, immediately approaching the two enthusiastically.


"I'm sorry, old time, the streets are jammed" I reasoned.


"Ah... calm down.we also just nyampe kok. want to directly order food?" ask Rahma.


"May,." I answered then pulled one of the chairs and sat down comfortably.


We called a waiter and ordered some lunch.


"You haven't changed much!" Sinta noticed my appearance for quite a long time.


"What should we turn rich?" I smile.


"Yes, very strange.I even like the rich Eyebrows gini. simple but still beautiful!" praise Rahma half whispered.


"Thank you for the compliment, but I didn't take a dime." I chuckled at him.


Sinta turned towards the parking lot.


"You're the same driver?" ask again


"Yes, Sandy allowed me to leave as long as I was with the driver" I explained


"Now Alis has become a great mistress. So everywhere should be controlled." Rahma looked at me in amazement.


"Don't overdo it." my hiss is not good. Let alone I see Sinta looks. less like Rahma's jokes.


"Oh yeah, Andi Gak is coming?" Rahma seemed to have realized it.


"Andi's got a fever again, so Sandy's waiting at home."


"Well, you are very lucky to have a husband who is rich, handsome and also rich attention Mr. Sandy. do not waste it." said Rahma


I looked at him doubtfully.


Before long the food we ordered came, some of which were our favorite menu while working first.


"Chicken noodles, meatballs, duh..." Rahma cheered enthusiastically when she saw the tempting food menu.


"We eat at the restaurant, the message period is so rich again?" sindir Sinta ordered a different menu.


Rahma looked at the plate in front of Sinta.


"That's Spaghetti? what difference does this make? " Rahma stirred her chicken noodles.


"Part of eating that is so full. portions are just a little" he said.


I smile at their silly behavior, although they often argue, but they are inseparable. Rahma needs the figure of Sinta who is brave and outspoken. while Sinta also needs the figure of Rahma who is patient. shouldn't friendship be like that? complement each other.


"So How?" I was in the middle of their debate about food.


Rahma and Sinta looked at me at the same time.


"WHAT?!" both are compact.


"What about the photo you sent yesterday. What's the situation in the office now?"


Rahma looked at Sinta, maybe she hoped Sinta Yang would explain everything to me.


"Did something happen?" ask again.


"Yes, this morning Ayu ma'am held a meeting with the office staff and representatives of Mr. Broto." murmured Sinta.


"Then?" I looked at him riled up.


"Bu Ayu apologized for Mr. Sandy's attitude and hoped Mr. Broto's side did not take heart and would cooperate again with PT. ASTRA." - timpal Rahma.


I was glued on long enough.


"Actually I do not like the same Mr. Broto. he was a striped nose, gatel again.but if you take Mr. Broto break away from PT. ASTRA then he will be arbitrary in making news against our company.creating a bad image for the company.and that is clearly detrimental" Rahma said.


"Yes right, especially Mr. Broto is the leader of one of the largest media.all news he can get, and can make the public believe one hundred percent in him." murmured Sinta.


"Is that bad?" kandasku worry.


Sinta sighed and then pulled out her phone.


"look..! this is all news that has just been released by the print media under the auspices of Mr. Broto. after the incident yesterday.Even almost all the headlines lead to us. about the bad information system, the, incompetent employees, and many more."


"Sir Broto, like a neighbor whose lips are taper.hobinya ugly people. whereas he himself is much worse than the person he was gossiping," recalls Rahma anxious.


"Once offended, then it's out of patience." Sinta chimps as if scaring me.


"But, is there no replacement for Mr Broto? media companies from outside?" selorohku


"Outside media companies are a lot. It's just that, the rules they make are too strict for domestic companies. They can indeed put a big stake, but of course not as beautiful as they seem!" Sinta's face turned doubtful.


"So that means, working with Mr Broto is better than us opening a new working relationship with another party?" my many.


"I hate to say yes, but what else, the truth is." Rahma grunts lethargicly.


I looked at my two friends. Meeting them in fact did not make me calm and even more anxious.


"Peace Mr. Sandy. if Ayu ma'am does not interfere too much in the affairs of the company. of course he can decide all the options easily.only, it all depends on the decision of Ayu ma'am." mummified Rahma.


"Of course Ms. Ayu has a lot to contribute in managing the company.she also holds almost 30 percent of the company's shares." explained Sinta.


"Is that so bad?" ask me who really doesn't understand anything.


"This is yes, I'm clear. The largest shareholder is Mr. Sandy. he has 40 percent shares in the company. the rest is bu ayu who holds 30 percent and then followed by PT. DolpinMotors belongs to Bu Helga, and also PT. Surya Media owned by Mr. Broto. each 15 percent. that's it...!" obviously at length.


I stared intently at Sinta. hearing her tell a story made me even more dizzy.


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