Happy After Parting With You

Chapter 1

"Lho, Rin, are you leaving?" 

My mother-in-law was facing me at the door, her eyes staring intently with her hands ruffled by her waist.

"Yes, ma'am," I answered briefly, lazily serving him this early in the morning. It would be a bit more grumbling.

"Homework is not finished yet you want to go?" 

No, he's really nagging again. Even though I live cleaning the house just as drying laundry. Want to ask for help is also free, the person will definitely not want to.

"Stay with the same laundry sun, right, ma'am. Let it be done by Ilham." 

"Where can you tell your feet to do your homework! It's your duty as a wife, so if you wake up early let all the work be done before you leave."

I who was going to ride a motorcycle so made furious with the behavior of my mother-in-law. What's wrong, if you ask for help with your husband, anyway his people also do not spend all day at home. So, naturally dong I asked him to help with homework.

"Yes, if so please help me do it, yes. Rani's having a bad time, ma'am, being on the phone with the boss."

Yes, my phone rang and when I saw it on the screen there was my boss's name there. I'm a little surprised because it's not usually my boss to contact me directly, usually he will ask for help from his secretary. Want to be lifted was first hit by the nagging Mother-in-law.

"You, well, the longer the longer the longer, yes! That woman everywhere must first do homework before doing anything else."

"What's up, anyway, noisily?" 

Finally Mas Ilham woke up too, maybe his ears were uncomfortable hearing his mother nagging.

"You know it's your wife, Ham, tell me to get up early so the housework is done before she leaves for work." 

Mother still nagged even though she had passed from before me. Why is it that every day I always blame, but almost every day I wake up at half-four. Doing all the homework yourself like sweeping and mopping the house. 

Even when cooking, I still have to wash my clothes. Luckily there is a washing machine, otherwise what?

"What time, anyway, this? How did you rush this?" 

Mas Ilham instead sat on the terrace chair, is raised one leg and looks not fully aware while occasionally yawning.

"Udah at seven, Mas, I had a briefing at the office this morning. Look at the office guy calling on me."

I showed the phone that happened to be ringing it to Mas Ilham's face. There's Septi's name, my office buddy over there. 

"Yes, Hello."

"Yes.yes I'm leaving now."

My face is worried, Septi says the boss is waiting for me while angry? What's the matter? I took a ride on the motorbike parked on the porch.

"You, anyway, so the strict husband that is Ham, the wrong wife should be reprimanded not allowed to be banned." 

I still hear mom's nagging that still blames me. Let's just say my job is more important.

My name is Rani Handayani I married Mas Ilham two years ago. At that time I knew Mas Ilham as a good person. We were dating for only four months and she proposed to me. He said love died with me.

I myself work at a food distributor company, my position there as a financial staff with a pretty decent salary. Mas Ilham himself initially worked as a sales supervisor at a car dealership. However, it has been in phk since a year ago because there is a reduction in employees.

Mas Ilham has not worked again, with the reason there has been no call. I just kept quiet, maybe it wasn't my husband's fortune. Six months ago Mas Ilham asked me to take his mother in this house. The reason is because my mother lives alone in the village. 

Mas Ilham was an only child, his father had died when he was still sitting on the bench of SMU. As a good wife, of course, I agree with my husband's plans. My parents are also dead. Mom died a month after I got married while dad followed her a hundred days later.

After all, my mother-in-law has been considered my own mother. But unfortunately, he even considered me a babu, not a daughter-in-law. Every day I have to do all the housework alone, he said it was my duty as a wife.

I drove the matic motor to the office, since the phone in the jacket pocket did not stop ringing. Upon arrival at the office I saw Mr. Alvin's car, my boss was already parked there. Tumben, usually Mr. Alvin will come around nine or ten.

Entering the room I was greeted by a male gaze from Mira, my co-worker. Especially when he saw me he then moved his hand across the front of the neck. I who was confused by his attitude then approached and intended to ask what he meant.

However, my steps had to be stopped when Mr. Alvin's office door opened and his figure poked out from behind the door.

"Rani, into my room now." 

Her voice was so cold, it made my hair stand up. What a mistake I've made until my boss looks angry like this.

After putting the bag on the table, I immediately entered Mr. Alvin's room. The cold had already welcomed me as soon as I entered the room. Not because of the temperature of the cooling device, no. However, the coldness of the aura emanated on Mr. Alvin's face.

The man looked at me sharply from the moment I entered his room until I stood in front of his desk.

"Sit down!" Flat command.

"Yes, sir."

"How long have you worked at this company?" 

I looked up, thought for a moment and answered this man's question.

"Four years, sir," I replied nervously.

"It's been four years, right, should your abilities have been very good, but how come you can be this reckless?" 

I was shocked when a map landed on the table right in front of me. 

"Read that! Check that! Find out where you're doing wrong!?" 

Mr. Alvi looked very angry, without saying anything else I grabbed the blue map and read it. The financial statements I had compiled and gave to Mr. Alvin at that time. There was one line circled in red ink, and after careful observation it turned out that there was a number writing error on my report. 

It is fitting that Mr. Alvin looks angry, it turns out that I have made a mistake when making the report.

"I-I'm sorry, sir, it's my fault." I admit to the negligence I have done.

"Now that you are quickly revising this report, I am waiting for you today. Now you can go out, and one more thing if there's a problem please be professional."

I was stunned, how did Mr Alvin know that I had been in trouble lately? Is my attitude so obvious?