Husband Who Is Always Humiliated

Part 19's. Rat Office

Leaving the Empress herself still crying. Although there is no heart, but still I have to do. I do not want to open the slightest reproach to make my heart become weak and disoriented. The loyalty and sincerity of the love that my wife gave me was inappropriate if I returned it with a grievance, even behind her.

The living room again looked crowded, and I was closer. Om Alex, papah's second brother who came, after the death of Papah until buried Om Alex did not come because he was outside the area. He seems to be talking to other family members.

I approached them all. Om Alex has turned his head towards me, at a distance of about three meters again I will approach.

"Haii, Ris, where have you been?" tanyanya, while coming to me and hugging.

"Forgive, Om, learn some science" I replied, asking him to joke. Alex is laughing. Om Bagas came closer.

"I'm sorry, Om, for not being able to attend your papah's funeral procession" explains Alex.

"It's okay, Om, thank God a lot helped," I replied, then continued speaking.

"Thank you, Om, for holding the company for as long as I'm not around and papah is sick" I said, staring into the faces of Om Alex and Om Bagas.

"There is no need to thank Ris, this, the family company, means the responsibility of om as well," he replied, busy looking at the screen of his cellphone.

"Thank God, Om, and now Aries is back. Aries asked, Om Alex and Om Bagas still help Aries to develop the Niskala Group to be even bigger."

The faces of Om Alex and Om Bagas changed after hearing my words.

"It looks like Ris's upside down, the two of us who've been working hard. You're the one who should have helped us to make Niskala a bigger group" argued Alex over my words. I didn't answer, just smiled at her.

"That's Ris. As younger brothers of your papah, we also have the right to replace his position, as chairman of the Wirahadi family company," said Om Bagas. Wirahadi is the name of the family clan on my side.

"The niskala group belongs to the Kusumateja family, Om, and will forever remain so" I argue, on the claim of both of them.

"Can't be like that, Ris. Obviously from your papah family who has worked hard to help raise this parent company to be big and famous," said Om Alex.

"The niskala group existed before Om both worked there, even before papah married mamah. Business has been pioneered when Yusuf Kusumateja's grandfather was not married Om. when Om both entered, Niskala group already has more than five branch companies," I explained, I, reminiscent of the origins of the two of them could be in the company of the deceased grandfather.

"It can't be, Ris. When you're not around, we both work hard for the company" refuted Om Bagas.

"Work hard what, Om? From the time aries lived until now, as far as aries there is no addition of new business fields Niskala group. Everything is still the same as before" I said, conveying the facts. They both fell silent.

"We decide tomorrow, during a big meeting with management and stock holders," about Alex.

"Om, this Niskala group is a privately owned company, and not a public owned kind of company go public. Some of the shares that have been released, the 65% of the largest shares remain Niskala, so it has nothing to do with meeting management.

"Proof ownership om, which can prove who is entitled to lead this parent company," my sergeant, to the two brothers of my papah who still insist on trying to master.

"Alright, we prove it tomorrow in front of the management meeting," challenge Om Alex again, remain insistent.

"Please, Om. I want permission to go home. I also chose to get out of the house of Aunt Sartika, and saw the Maharani continue to watch me from the corner of the room. His eyes look puffy.

"Corn Ton, let's go back now" I asked Toni, who immediately rushed to prepare the vehicle. On the way home, I asked Toni to tell me about my request for the old people who were eliminated when Alex replaced Papah.

"I've coordinated the loyal people of the company who were removed Mr. Alex and Mr. Bagas, sir," Toni explained.

"Keep how?"

"There's a big secret they're hiding, sir?" said Toni. While occasionally looking into the rearview mirror.

"Great secret? Meanin?"

"Pak Kusno and Bu Retno who are in the central financial section were removed because they found fraud in the company's finances, sir?"

"Fraud?"

"Yes, Sir. Found a flow of funds transfer outside the company's official procedures, to the accounts belonging to Mr. Alex and Mr. Bagas," Toni explained.

"Each of 15 and 12 billion, and it's gradual. Not yet other leaks, which are not clear designation. When Mr. Kusno asked the irregularities, it was even removed and now Umar, the man Mr. Alex who replaced Pak Kusno," Toni explained again.

"Sir Kusno has proof?" my many.

"There sir, it happens that Mr. Kusno has stored all evidence of fraud into his personal file. He hoped that Mr. Aries could return to the company, and Mr. Kusno would hand it over directly to Mr."

"If so, we go directly to Mr. Kusno's house, just" I said.

"Good, sir." Toni is also accelerating the speed of the vehicle.

Only about 15 minutes, we had reached the House of Mr. Kusno, who was waiting for my arrival, after Toni sent him a message about my desire to go to his house.

Mr. Kusno welcomed me very warmly, a senior worker who had joined the Niskala Group in the era of Grandpa began to pioneer the business, instead was removed because it found fraud that harmed the company's finances.

Mr. Kusno immediately invited me into the living room of his house. He prepared all kinds of dishes on the table. He said, it's good to see me back to the company that has been pioneered by grandfather, because if not, no matter how much effort is carried out if it is digrogoti from the inside slowly, then over time will be destroyed.

"This is Mr. Aries, the fraud report that I found at that time, all I have printed, and this is the file storage," said Mr. Kusno, while handing over data storage devices/discettes to me. I began to check sheet by sheet the evidence of cheating that had been done by the two om-ku.

"He's not involved, sir, and also knows about the fraud. Ms. Sartika is just like me, sir, hoping Mr. Riswan to return to Niskala soon" explained Mr. Kusno.

I placed the pieces of evidence on the table with a long sigh, not expecting that my own uncles had become "Syllables" in Niskala's company.

"Sir Kusno is still willing, will he return to Niskala if I ask?" ask him.

"It is with pleasure Mr. Riswan, even if I am at home, my body becomes sickly easily," he explained while laughing.

"Right, you still have the strength to work?" I asked again, seeing his age is almost 60 years, but I really need his intelligence and experience in managing the company's finances.

"Alhamdulillah is still strong Mr. Riswan, although my children and grandchildren are not happy when I was issued with the money PHK at will, but I remember the services of the late grandfather Riswan to me and my family. So that I was able to send my children to graduate college until independent, then I still want to serve in Niskala until really I can no longer," he explained, look teary-eyed his parents, and, with a wrinkled scratch already visible.

"Pire pension, I will pay according to my working period, plus service money. And if you go back to Niskala again, you will be paid as a professional expert, who you decide, still strong work again or not," I said, and he was moved to hear it.

"I am sure, sir, in the hands of Mr. Riswan, in the next few years, Niskala will become a multinational business group, which is now becoming stagnant due to the management of a messy company," said Mr. Kusno.

"Well Mr. Kusno, now I beg you to leave first, and I will also recall the workers who used to be loyal to the company to work again."

"Alhamdulillah, please Buk Retno also pulled back, Mr. Riswan. He is able to take my place later, if I really can't do it anymore" he hoped to me, and I agreed.

"If so, proof of these data I bring yes, sir, along with the storage disk."

"Please, Sir. Indeed it was all deliberately kept neat, while waiting for the Father to return," he replied. I immediately gave permission to return home.

"Ton, tomorrow morning take me to the old Bank place when we last met, remember, right?" ask, test his memory.

"Remember sir, not yet senile me," he replied while laughing while in the vehicle. Well, I do need people who are loyal and also reliable, like Toni and Pak Kusno.

The morning after the bank, after taking the important things I kept in the deposit box for six years, the keys to the storage were buried in my backyard in the village.

The headquarters of Niskala Group in Numbers Sudirman was suddenly in an uproar to see my arrival after the last six years never again there.

"Mister R" was their nickname behind me, which I also knew from Toni, joking. Bosses who are workaholics, disciplined and uncompromising, are so nicknamed to me.

Some of them look happy, especially those who already know about the frauds that have been done Om Alex and Om Bagas, and this afternoon also an extraordinary meeting of Niskala officials will be held.

At the elongated round meeting table, all the chairs were full of the company's higher-ups, some of whom I knew as Alex's Om's men, and he arrogantly sat in the chair of the higher-ups who used to be my seat and papah.

Alex, who thinks of himself as the head of the company, began to open the meeting with a little talk about the company's progress during his leadership, and it was a lie according to the data I received from Toni this morning.

"Now we begin, to determine who will replace the late Mr. Muchtar, my older brother from the Wirahadi family."

I'm still quiet. His people began to busy looking for face in the meeting, while flattering Om Alex as the next leader in the Niskala group who was able to make the parent company become bigger and famous. And they also acclamation choose Om Alex as a substitute papah, while a small percentage of people who are loyal to papah choose to abstain, and they both, and they both, Om Alex and Om Bagas smile triumphantly.

After I thought it was enough for them to talk, it was now my turn to play with concrete evidence, after I had asked Pak Kusno and Bu Retno to come into the meeting room. Om Alex and Om Bagas are starting to look pale.

"It's my turn to speak. Maybe some of you who have worked here for a long time already know who I am," I said clearly staring at all the meeting participants.

"The choice of votes made is not legal, because, 'will be wrong in determining who the owner of this company really is." As I took out a map of evidence in my bag.

"This is the company's founding certificate." I opened the map and showed it to the meeting participants.

"Here it is clearly evident, with a stamped signature that the company of Niskala was founded by Yusuf Kusumateja, my maternal grandfather, witnessed in front of a notary, and not in the name of Wirahadi." The meeting room became quiet.

"Proof two" I said. "This is a will from the late grandfather, and also signed by the late papah, mamah, me and two grandfather lawyers who clearly written that I, Chairiswan Kusumateja, was, the sole heir to Niskala's group." While I showed you the evidence of the will which I both kept all this time in the safety deposit box.

Om Alex, Om Bagas, and his supporters are increasingly unable to speak. I then asked Toni to come in while bringing in a company lawyer.

"And this is the third proof. The evidence of fraud that has been done Om Alex, Om Bagas, and the cronies of the company's finances without a clear designation when papah is still leading." Then I gave a copy of Bundle of papers to the meeting participants, which last night was given Mr. Kusno.

"Om Alex and Om Bagas, what's the evidence?" I asked the two of them, and they really looked pale.

"This is Mr. Setya, he is a grandfather's lawyer and a company lawyer. I have ordered him to report and investigate this fraud to the police." While I introduce Mr. Setya who nodded, agreed.

So now it's clear. Who has the right to be the leader in this Niskala group. And I'll see you in court" I said, wanting to get out of the meeting room.

"Riss, Aris! All can be said, Ris!" Om Alex's voice was slightly screaming, and the room was suddenly noisy and crowded.

"Make sure all legal proceedings continue, sir," I said as I walked over to Mr. Setya.

"Good, Sir. I will make sure the parties involved in fraud will enter bui," explained Mr. Setya.

"Pak Kusno and Bu Retno have started to work again, yes" I told the two of them in front of the elevator door.

"Okay sir, thank you," the two of them answered almost simultaneously.

Fraud and crime must still be thoroughly and transparently investigated, although there are still kinship relations involved. But I'll make sure their families don't get displaced and starve. I will meet all the needs of their families.