Widows Complex
29. I want out of your company

The cars in Putra and Imelda's drive are parked neatly in the company's parking lot. Before getting out of the car, Imelda held Putra's hand because she wanted to talk about something important.

“Why are you holding my hand?” tanya Putra saw the hand of Imelda so tightly.

“Anu, you are angry no, yes?” ask Imelda ambiguously.

“Anged why?” The son asked because he did not understand.

“Regarding our relationship. May not I..”

“You want to tell our relationship not to be published to the employees, yes?” sela Putra immediately understood the purpose of the conversation from Imelda.

Imelda lowered her head, her hands squeezing the edges of her skirt out of nervousness.

“Actually, I'm not ashamed that you are my lover. I am ashamed that the employees know that if you are dating a widow,” explained Imelda slowly, her head getting bowed in embarrassment.

“Already, do not mind it,” said Putra while opening the seatbelt owned by Imelda.

“You're really not ashamed that the employees are talking about us?” ask Imelda to make sure.

“Of course not. At most there will be a slanted rumor about me,” said Putra as he stepped out of the car.

Intrigued by the words of the Son, Imelda immediately went down, he stood beside the Son who was standing in front of his car.

“What's that rumor?” ask Imelda curiously.

“You know I'm just a young man under 20. I have nothing in this city, even I have only worked for almost 1 month with you in this company. Hearing I am dating you, of course there will be rumors that say if I am willing to date you because I want money from you,” explained Putra.

Imelda scrunched her forehead, as if understanding the intent of the Son's words.

‘True, too, why don't I think about it. If such cheap gossip occurs, pity also the Son. Instead of thinking about the feelings of others, I better encourage the Son to work hard,’ murmured Imelda in heart, his hand clasping the right wrist of the Son.

“Why suddenly clasped my hand?” son asked, his eyes turning to the grasp of Imelda's hand.

“Whatever other people say bad things about you, I will still believe in you. The real evidence is more important than the nonsense that sees things only from the outside, ” said Imelda slipped her fingers into the fingers of the Son, then clasped her hands. “Come! enter,” added Imelda started to step up, Putra followed her.

As soon as their footsteps reached the loby room and the printing room, all the employees' eyes looked towards Imelda and Putra, astonished to see this morning Imelda was so sticky with Putra. Female employees, they could only snort in annoyance.

“Morning all!” greet Imelda as usual.

Not a greeting in Imelda, even almost half of his employees looked cynically at him, what else saw the grip of Imelda's hand on the Son's hand.

Imelda and Putra climbed into the elevator to their room. Inside the elevator, Imelda let go of her hand. But the Son did not allow that. The son held Imelda's hand.

“Why don't you let go?” ask Imelda confused.

“May you consider me a minor boy. But, just so you know..” The son hung his words, turned the tip of his shoe, stood opposite Imelda. “I am a normal man. Not a boy that you can play with,” continued Son seriously.

Imelda became nervous, and she looked for reasons why she had behaved like that to the Son.

“Ta-So I just want to prove that I'm not shy about dating you. I-I also proved that I will still choose you.” explanation Imelda stopped when the elevator door opened.

“I tell you, don't try to prove to others like that again, because the proof you apply is like a boy!” the Son said.

Their two feet still continued to step in the corridor towards their study.5 minutes walking silently in the corridor, finally Putra stopped her steps in front of the door of the room Imelda, and released her hand.

“Please enter the boss,” said Putra opened the door of the room Imelda.

“It feels unwilling to have to part from you,” muttered Imelda in her cute voice.

“Do not like that, you must get used to being away from me,” cetus Putra broke a little feeling of longing Imelda.

“One-time kejam you!” imelda's murmurs began to turn around.

“Imelda, I want to ask your permission,” said Son suddenly, Imelda immediately turned around, stepped closer.

“What permission do you want?” ask Imelda curiously.

“Can I log in for a while to speak more privately with you?” The son asked back.

“Oh, of course. Later this morning we are not too many requests for orders,” said Imelda let Putra in.

Without asking much, Putra went into Imelda's room, and sat down on a single sofa. Then Imelda sat herself on a single sofa opposite Putra.

“Just get to the point. After I think about it, I want to try to find a job outside of your company. I see a lot of companies are still willing to accept a guy who just graduated High School. As a man who must support his wife in the future, I decided I wanted to apply at one of the companies, so that I could become a real man who does not eat the salary of his lover, he said,” is obviously the Son with his intentions.

“You think the salary outside is as big as in my company? You think you can work without slamming a bone, and have to eat out late from my company? No Son. I will feel heartache if I have to let you go just like that,” said Imelda, her hand holding the back of the Son's hand, then staring at the face of the downcast Son looks a lot of consideration.

“If you want to finance your wife in the future, then I am willing to overstate your salary so that you can go to college. Graduating college with good grades first, then you can leave my company to realize your ideals,” added Imelda proposed.

“I don't know which university is good in this city,” said Putra honestly.

“You can take a lecture at one of the prestigious Universities in this city. Take D3 first, then you can continue to S1 at a well-known foreign university so you can have a good prestigious graduation level,” said Imelda proposed.

The son scrunched his forehead, surprised to hear Imelda's last words.

“Ja-don't joke you. Overseas it is far from the land. I-I also could not possibly be able to enter the university there!”

“I will finance you,” said Imelda slowly, the look of her face does not sincerely release the departure of the Son.

“No, I can't let you stay in this country alone. I'd rather go to D3 here than me..”.

Imelda silenced the mouth of the Son with her hand, she shook her head.

“Ssst! Your future is still long, so chase it before it's too late. When on holiday visit the homeland, or I will visit there. Now don't argue with me, because right now I'm your boss here. Our conversation is over, you better get in before I cut your pay!” sela Imelda is firm. The son obeyed.

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