Heart Note

PART TWENTY TWO

Upon arrival at the office, I immediately headed for my room. I sat in the chair that had been my pride, I took out a paper wrapped in a white envelope. I've been thinking about it for weeks, my decision has been made, I will resign from the job I've been doing for a dozen years.

All of this is not without reason, one of the reasons is that I will continue the business that Papa has long wrestled with. And also for a while I will take a break from my routine, before finally I will be busy taking care of Papa's company.

It's ten o'clock in the morning, I'll be seeing Fatma's mother today, all this I can't delay anymore.

With a difficult feeling to explain, I walked straight to the company's Mother Fatma's room.

"Dad, is there anything you want to talk about?" asked Ms. Fatma to me who had just been quiet.

I honestly don't know where to start.

With a heavy heart, I placed a white envelope containing my resignation letter on the table, right in front of Ms. Fatma.

Madam Fatma looked at me in surprise.

"Well.." said Ms. Fatma.

"I'm sorry ma'am, maybe for now, this is what's best for me" I said lowered my head.

"Have you thought about it?" ask Ms. Fatma.

I'm nodding.

"Well, I can't agree to it" said Ms. Fatma.

"I'm sorry Mom"

"I will give you ten days off to calm your mind Ayu" said Ms. Fatma.

"My decision has been unanimous ma'am, sorry" I replied politely.

"It's very hard for me Ayu, I understand all the problems you have faced is not easy, but Ayu, can't you stay here, this is my request Yu, your friend" he explained.

I looked at the beautiful face of Ms. Fatma who was also my best friend.

"It's not because of me and my problems, but it's also about my parents" I said familiarly.

"It's time I continue my parents' efforts Ma'am, they are no longer young, I'm their only hope" he said.

"My company means nothing without you Yu" Ms. Fatma said.

"You helped me when I didn't understand anything about business, you encouraged me to continue the spirit of my parents' company, until now a very good company Yu" said Ms. Fatma.

"Now it's time for me to serve my parents' efforts" I smiled.

"Yes, you are right" replied Ms. Fatma.

I also stood up.

Madam Fatma hugged me tightly.

"Now you're not my boss anymore" I jokingly diluted the atmosphere.

"Yes yes" replied Ms. Fatma and let go of her embrace.

"Well, thank you for everything" said Ms. Fatma.

"Yes, I am also grateful to Ma'am, all this we pass together not me who fights for this company but us together" I hold tightly the hand of Ms. Fatma.

We hugged each other again, put it all together.

Fatmawati is his full name. Our first meeting when I first set foot in Jakarta with my parents when I entered High School.

Ms. Fatma is a neighbor of one of the complexes where I live. Friendly woman and a little tomboy. She was three years older than me, back then she had just finished her High School.

Every morning before I left for school, he and his grandfather would cycle around the compound, I would throw smiles if I passed him. And the grandfather will give me the passion to study hard.

From then on, in the morning of the week I would ride my bike with them around the complex.

Then we got separated because I was going to go to college in Yogya at the time. In the second year of my studies, my communication and Fatma faded due to our respective activities.

And a few years later, me and my parents who had returned to Semarang, got an invitation to Fatma's wedding with a man who became a mooring of his heart.

After that, our relationship was again severed, because Fatma had to accompany her husband who continued his TNI education abroad.

After my feud with Mas Leo's mother at the beginning of the marriage, Mas Leo and I moved to Jakarta, occupying my parents' house in Jakarta which until now I live in. The house that witnessed my first introduction to Fatma.

And for the first time in several years I met with Fatma, who had also returned to Indonesia. And not long after that, Fatma's father offered me a job at his company, which was not as good as it is now. Without thinking much, I accepted the offer.

Two years of work, Fatma's father died, and bequeathed the company to her only daughter Fatma.

Fatma, who was blind to business and unable to run the company, was very stressed, until finally her husband asked me to help Fatma, so that she could and rose up in running the company.

In a short time, our efforts have been fruitful, the company has become famous and successful. And as a thank you, Fatma appointed me as Marketing Manager in her company.

Our loves and sorrows passed together, including when Fatma was in a situation of slump when her husband left her for good. His spirit was gone, his smile and strength were gone, often intoxicated. So that I personally handled all the work of Fatma at that time.

Fortunately the sadness did not last long, when I emotionally scolded and gave no advice in a good way. Fatma came to her senses, and rose up, for the sake of Alm.'s husband and children at the time.

And so am I, with the problems I face, Fatma is where I pour out everything. Although with a little coercion from Fatma, because I am the type of woman who is closed to personal problems. Fatma has always strengthened me, and has always been there for me.

Even though I no longer work with him, it does not mean that our friendship is over. We will always be together in joy and sorrow.