ANELIC

Chapter 15

Rajasa did not want to dissolve in his sadness. Two weeks after his mother left, he decided to refocus on the company. Rajasa entrusts the full house in Harkit to Bu Ranti. Occasionally he will come, treating the longing of his Mama. Anelis began to actively re-design projects that he arranged himself. The pieces of the story about her and Rajasa as the best gift for their love. Rajasa leaves early from his apartment. For the first time they lived together, Rajasa deliberately did not deliver Anelis first.

"I am first Ne. It's not good to keep on staying up Dimas. A lot of work has to be done" Rajasa said, fixing his tie.

"How neat is it? Any big meetings?" ask Anelis. She takes over Rajasa's job, tidying up her husband's neck tie.

"Yes. The representative of the company Mr. Rajendra wants to come. I have to show my quality and company. Don't want to be insulted anymore" said Rajasa annoyed. He recalled the annoying face.

"Hopefully lucky Mas." said Anelis steady. "breakfast first yes, coffee equal bread telor."

"Sorry, I didn't have time. Nih." Rajasa showed the time marker in his hand.

Although disappointed, Anelis still let go of her husband. "Its Okay."

Rajasa was welcomed by his colleagues as well as employees. Although still grieving, he showed who his class was. Rajasa professional. Dimas prepared the meeting room more neatly than usual. All the reports and progress files of their cooperation are ready to be presented Rajasa. Rajasa is so good looking after his career.

"Meeting the nyebelin woman again is not Sa," Dimas re-examined his file. Meeting them with women who greeted with hate was still remembered.

Rajasa smiled, his heart whispered. I want to meet. I'll show you who I really am.

Rajasa justifies the rest of his tie. He said, "If you ever see each other again, it doesn't matter. We show you what our company is like. Ready bro?!"

Dimas chuckles to himself. "Loe could do that too. The spirit abis if the business is insulting." said Dimas.

Rajasa smiled again. A smile is attractive to anyone who sees it. Except Anelis. Because Anelis used to not easily melt with that smile. Anita came with two representatives of Mr. Rajendra. He let them in. Rajasa and Dimas swiftly stood up, nodding to greet them. Not that woman, but a different person.

"Hi Mr's. Rajasa, I'm Ronald from Singapore. This is my partner from the company as well. We can start the presentation" said the bespectacled man in front of Rajasa.

Rajasa returned the greeting warmly. "Well Mr. Ronald, we're ready." Rajasa asked Mr. Ronald and his partner to sit down. He is ready to do his job.

All the slide presentations were delivered so nicely by Rajasa. Not long-winded, focus on the core and make the whole room understand. Dimas who was so close to Rajasa understood very well. Twenty-five minutes of Rajasa maximized without vain. Ronald and his partner were happy. He will give good news to his boss.

"Great presentation Mr. Rajasa," said Mr. Ronald steady. He took the paper in his pocket in his suit. Giving the paper to Rajasa, "Indeed to dinner at Mr. Rajendra's house. You and your partner." Mr. Ronald's eyes are on Dimas.

"Thank you very much Mr, we will not miss it" Rajasa said happily.

After this the coffers of the cooperation will immediately flow into the company account as well as Rajasa account of course. Dimas who really wants to add wealth assets is happy not to be upset.

"Tomorrow's weekend Sa? Please leave early. I want to take a walk Sa" said Dimas girang. "Give me a bonus to enjoy Singapore. I want to go get Sa's girl" Dimas added.

Seeing his best friend who has so well back up the company makes it unbearable. Rajasa thought he also wanted to take a walk with Anelis. But this is definitely business Anelis wouldn't want.

Rajasa listened to the ramblings of Dimas. He opened an invitation from Mr. Rajendra. It's just that the address listed is not the address he visited first.

"We were not invited to Singapore Dim. Mr. Rajendra again in Jakarta." said Rajasa in disbelief.

"Huh?! who is really Sa?" He received an invitation in Rajasa's hands. Suddenly his heart was disappointed. "Fear again the streets to Singapore," he pulled his own eel.

Rajasa could only hold back the laughter. Pity actually saw his best friend disappointed, but the dinner invitation was not there.

"Make it, right? even in Jakarta," asked Rajasa meledek Dimas.

"Yes I'm coming. Who knows, Mr. Rajendra's daughter continues to fall in love with me. If you do, you can't already Sa" said Dimas in reply mocking his best friend. Dimas punches Rajasa's arm, then returns to his job.

Rajasa re-centered himself in the company office space. He checked and thought about many things. After this will be flanked by Daisha bakery as well as the old shop Lapis Legit. Rajasa has never talked about it with his Mom. He won't know if it all happens so soon. Rajasa rubbed his face. A little clear thread came out from his eye bead.

The opening of the computer that was then abandoned by him. He opened the email again. The story of Anelis reached Abbas's email. It's just not been answered. It must be Dimas who did. Batin Rajasa's. Even so, he was not thinking too much. Rajasa piles it up with a long line of work. From that day on Rajasa never picked up Anelis again.

Jakarta

Rajasa and Dimas wear casual stelan but still seem formal. It's a corporate dinner invitation, they don't want to if his appearance affects the company's performance. A luxurious residence welcomed them back. Rajasa and Dimas can know how much income Mr. Rajendra from the house they visited. Both in Jakarta and Singapore are equally luxurious. Rajasa also Dimas follows the direction of the housekeeper. They headed for the living room that was so slick. The housekeeper left them.

Rajasa and Dimas looked around, observing the painting attached to the wall. Surely the paintings were purchased from various countries and fantastic price ranges. Rajasa catches a painting so sweet he thinks. He looked at her until he realized that a big man was approaching.

"You Dim?!" sapanya surprise. "Dimas Nasution's. Are you a guest of Rajendra?" the question is getting more shocked.

Seeing Abbas who he had not seen for a long time, made Dimas equally shocked.

"Fines. And I'm sure you're good too, seeing that you can be a working partner for people like Mr. Rajendra" Abbas replied in admiration.

"Thats right," Dimas gave his thumbs up. "Eh.forget. This is temenku Rajasa. More precisely my boss," said Dimas slightly whispering.

Abbas smiled, he extended his hand to Rajasa. "It's not the first time we've said hello, Mr. Hi. Rajasa,"

Rajasa welcomed the hand, "Hi Abbas" he replied briefly.

"I've read your email, tomorrow we can talk more" Abbas reminded Rajasa.

Rajasa was ashamed in his heart. I have to meet Abbas this way. They get acquainted and exchange news.

"I forgot what my goal was. Let's go to the dining room. Mr. Rajendra is waiting," Abbas told Dimas and Rajasa.

Rajasa followed behind Abbas. He kept on filling that big house. There are some family photos attached. Rajasa is no stranger to the figure of the woman in these photos. He can't remember.

Mr. Rajendra sat in the main seat with a long table containing various foods. He showed his class. Abbas greeted Mr. Rajendra, nodded then sat in the nearest seat to Mr. Rajendra. Not just close together. Mr. Rajendra's chair is right at the width of the table.

"Please sit down" Abbas asked Dimas and Rajasa.

Rajasa followed the directions. Rajendra sir nodded at them. Allow eating. No sound came out of Rajendra's mouth. Abbas translated the language for Rajasa.

"He's so glad you're here. Especially Rajasa. Rajasa, the owner of the Daisha bakery, is like his son" Abbas said. Rajasa and Dimas though confused still according to him. They're meeting their biggest client. "The father told me a lot about what he was going to say. Rajasa, how is your mother? healthy?" abbas's question surprised Rajasa.

Rajasa. He doesn't know how Mr. Rajendra knows his mother. Dimas patted his best friend's back. He knows Rajasa is still grieving.

"Mamah has calmed down above Sir," said Rajasa Pilu.

Dimas explains the details of the event.

"I'm sorry to hear that, Mr. Rajasa" said Abbas.

Mr. Rajendra did not expect that Bu Karti who was so close to his late wife left also without having been met. Both eyes of Mr. Rajendra glazed. He invited Rajasa and Dimas to enjoy a meal. They chew on the western cuisine that is served. Dimas wiggled his tongue in disbelief that the taste in his mouth was so delicious. Until the chewing stopped when suddenly heard the cry of a woman. Her crying was accompanied by laughter at the end. Dimas is creepy and confused.

Abbas put down the fork and the knife. Run towards the source of the sound. Mr. Rajendra is the same, as soon as possible after Abbas. Dimas and Rajasa looked at each other, not understanding what all this meant. Not long ago Abbas went into that room, he was out again. He told Dimas and Rajasa.

"Dim, Sa, please help. It can't be if it's just me and Mr. Rajendra" Abbas said. Rajasa and Dimas stand, soon perhaps fulfilling Abbas' call.

He saw the woman who was struggling, trying to untie her hands and feet. At first glance he was so tormented. His eyes were like looking for someone.

"Hurry up, hold him! I had to give him an injection to calm him down" Abbas said.

Although confused, Rajasa's attitude helps. He held the long haired woman's messy arms. Their gazes clashed. His look was full of hate. Rajasa opened his eyes, he made Abbas' request. This time she did not cry, but laughed. Until the injection given by Abbas was able to calm him down, he weakened and fell asleep.

Dimas couldn't believe what he saw. Mr. Rajendra was saddened to see his only daughter who was no longer young to be languished by the trauma she suffered. Mr. Rajendra resigned near his daughter's bed. Through sign language she said, "Happy birthday my daughter, happy reborn. Today I brought a man who knew your mother well. Get well soon Daisha."

Abbas saw that, his heart was broken. Rajasa and the incomprehensible Dimas just fell silent. They left behind Mr. Rajendra and Daisha.

"Post traumatic stress disorder or PTSD.an acute anxiety and anxiety caused by deep psychological trauma. Her mother died in an accident, only a few weeks later she found out if her husband was gay. And have an affair of the opposite sex. Destroyed his life, he could not accept" said Abbas opened a chat on the porch of the mansion. "At first Daisha looked fine but over time it became a disease. I'm the first to handle the long, long story." Abbas added as he watched Rajasa and Dimas bewildered.

"Oh..Yes Bas, I don't understand." replied Dimas who was still confused by the situation earlier.

"Ah yes. I read your email Mr. Rajasa. About Anelis and the signs and your question I answered yes. There is a possibility of Anelis Depression. But I'm sure she won't be like Daisha. She has a caring husband like you. You just have to be careful" Abbas said.

Rajasa still does not understand this situation. At first glance he saw the look of Anelis' eyes similar to Daisha. Full of wounds and suffering. Rajasa could not imagine Anelis to be like that. He really won't be able to see it. Rajasa rubbed his face, the name of the woman was Daisha. It looks like a Mamahnya bakery.

"It looks like your dinner will just end like this. Mr. Rajendra has never brought work to the house. There's at least something to say, but tonight might be delayed. You can come next time. Make sure to contact him first" Abbas explained. Abbas knows so well about Rajendra.

"But Bas, why not take her to the hospital. Why at home and loe?" ask Dimas to Abbas.

"long story. It will not be finished in one sitting. I sent my number to email. Sorry I have to go with Daisha." Abbas withdraws. Rajasa and Dimas leave Rajendra's big house. Questions that are only in their heads.

Rajasa feels familiar with the photo of the woman in the family room of Mr. Rajendra. It's like he's known her for a long time. But who, Rajasa doesn't remember. Rajasa's Toyota Calya is parked at R-jasa.com. The Company.