ANELIC

Chapter 11

Anelis wakes up early. He made black coffee and egg bread for breakfast. Anelis put it on the table. Cover it with a saji hood. Don't forget to put a message of love in there.

The best bread in the world, made by ANELIS.

A symbol of the heart he embeds. A sign that she is starting to give her heart to Rajasa. Although his body was not completely willing last night, he managed to finish it. Anelis smiled bitterly.

After performing his duty as a servant, Rajasa usually chooses to return to the room. He felt so tired. The first morning shower made him want to go back to sleep. Anelis also went to the office on an online motorcycle taxi. He did not wake Rajasa. Deliberately Anelis let her husband laze. There are times when a workaholic should be forced to take a break. The best way is not to wake her up. Anelis looks so pretty in a gray jeans and a long-sleeved blue dongker shirt. He again wears Rajasa's bracelet.

For Anelis friends Learning is the second home. The place he forged himself into a true worker. Always do your best and concentrate is the principle of Anelis in work. He wants to be the one who is remembered. Someday, if he has to go at least the good thing left there. Anelis can't keep working in that place. Rajasa has started to ask Anelis to stop. If that option happens he is already preparing himself. Anelis reopened her laptop. A big project he started. Later if finished on time, Anelis will discuss it with Rajasa.

At nine in the morning Rajasa just woke up. Really not like him. He hurried to wash his face, looking for Anelis outside the room. He didn't find the woman he was with last night. Anelis left without bothering her. This morning Rajasa saw saji's hood on the table. The dining table is always empty. Rajasa. This is the first time Anelis has made breakfast.

Rajasa took out that piece of paper. His heart is back in flower. The most delicious egg bread in the world made by his wife. Despite the gosong, Rajasa still devours it. He sipped the coffee that was cold. His face turned sour. So bitter. Anelis forgot to add more sugar to her husband's coffee. Even so, Rajasa remains happy. Today he has more energy to work.

Dimas and Anita, Rajasa's private secretary are waiting. There are some worksheets that Rajasa should check immediately. Rajasa carefully reads the file from Anita.

"Everything is okay, sir. Funds have also entered the company's account. The rest we just make a monthly report related to profits. At the point of cooperation they ask to be sent via email only," explained Anita.

Rajasa kept checking the files one by one. Bakan Rajasa his name if the work does not exert all his abilities. Dimas who had also read over and over again was slightly offended.

"I don't really believe the guy. This loe loe has me and Anita who work on Sa data," said Dimas annoyed.

"At least I'm Dim mastiin. There is something missing" replied Rajasa.

"Yes, I live in flowchat, boss. It's obvious," said Dimas.

An irritated Dimas gestured at Anita. He took Anita out. Rajasa remains engrossed in the files. It doesn't matter that Dimas and Anita are gone. Not finished his work, his phone vibrated with a loud ringtone. A call from a beloved woman.

"Hello Mah? again what?" Rajasa immediately greeted.

"Assalamu'alaikum," replied Mama.

"Again on the Layer of Legit Sa. There's a little business" he replied.

"What is Mah? no problem, right?" Rajasa is worried that something will happen.

"There is no Sa. Safe all. Mom just misses this place, too,"

"Mahs...Mama, don't have to walk much. Lots of shops. There are managers with Mah employees. If you want to focus on Daisha. Don't take care of the old shop," Rajasa doesn't like his mommy thinking about work. The money is more than enough to meet the needs of the family. "If there's a problem tomorrow, they'll report it. It's time for Mama to rest," Rajasa lectured her at length.

"Mamah instead of Sa road, Mamah is bored if only foot barges. Daisha is well established from there. Mamah does not understand also the sales system like yours. That's why Lapis Legit is the most fun," Mamah Rajasa defended himself. Not accepting his son judging. "Mamah there is no work, so look for activities. Tomorrow if there is a grandchild, Mama will stop. Mamah also wants to move to Jakarta with you Anelis," her voice changed. Discussing grandchildren always makes him want to live longer. "how is Sa, Anelis late?" the question just came out of his mouth.

Rajasa. Lately his mom has been so intensely discussing grandchildren. He was afraid that something was. Rajasa still answered the same, "Doain Mah as soon as possible. Later Rajasa asked me whether Anelis was late," he replied amusedly. He remembered the beautiful face of his wife last night. Rajasa smiled to himself.

"Doain ya keep Sa, but if not a hard effort. Try playing tomorrow to the house, ask for the same incandescent Anelis Mbok Sedah. Mama used to be also put on direct massage content you Sa," Mamah Rajasa increasingly enthusiastic.

"Yes Mah, if you've come home Rajasa talkin with Ane. Mah sorry yes, Rajasa again in the office," his voice weakened. He still wants to hear his mother's words. But the file already filled the head.

"Yes Sa is okay. Healthy you are there. This week Mom is waiting." Rajasa ends the call from his Mom. He's back at the desk.

Such a parent, never worried about the time spent for his child. Morning, afternoon, night they don't care. Keep giving the baby. It was just that after they grew up, they were busy with their world. Although disappointed, Mamah Rajasa remains grateful. Exploring Rajasa's work. Usually their conversation can be up to hours.

After making sure all the files conform to the standard perfectionist Rajasa breathed a sigh of relief. He let the air fill his office. It feels like if you are at work there should be nothing to disturb you. All he could hear was his own heartbeat. Rajasa re-opened the phone. Perform file cleaning and chace actions. He also carefully sort out whatsaap messages on his phone. His eyes were fixed on the email address of Dimas. Instead of Anelis being massaged Mbok Sedah better he tried first to contact Dimas acquaintances.

**Hallo, Mr. Abbot

I'm Rajasa from Indonesia. Can you help me about my problems? If you can, I will be very grateful. Please reply to my email immediately. I got your email from my best friend, Dimas Nasution**.

Rajasa clicks the send button. He wanted an answer to the Anelis problem. Rajasa chose not to be rash in this matter. He did not rush to ask Anelis to check himself. Anelis has shown enough progress. Whether Allah wills them or not, they will have a baby. Rajasa is more confident and ready to take his mother to Jakarta. He began to find out about the possible types of trauma for broken home survivors. He surfed in cyberspace. Rajasa dissolves into the internet network in his company.