I'm (Not) a Cheap Woman

The Residence for In-Lawers

Dara then opened a paper bearing the name of the employee chosen by Arka.

“Congratulations to Thira, manager of the Regional Division. Please come on stage now. Let's get the prize, Dek.”

Thira walked to the stage.

The happy voices of the participants echoed in the company hall. Moreover, the voice of the employees of his division, who feel very proud of his manager was selected as an outstanding employee.

Thira pulled both corners of her lips while standing on the stage.

His patience in work, ended up paying off. Today, he finally won the award as a diligent and accomplished employee.

“Chukha hamnida, Deck.”

“Thank you Brother,” reply Thira then cipika cipiki with Dara.

“Still know the secret dong Dek, maybe there are tips that you can love for other employees. How do you work until you get elected as the best employee?”

Thira also shares amazing tips.

“Alhamdulillah, thank you in advance to Mr. Arka. I am very happy to receive this award from my father. Well, I try to answer the question from the MC, he is the main director of this company. Well guys, to be in this position, I recommend that you always work professionally. If necessary, complete the work beyond the expectations of the boss. And most importantly, establish a good relationship with fellow co-workers.”

The sound of simultaneous applause was heard from the participants.

“Love you bu Thira,” shouted Ratna from below the stage. The action made Thira and the others laugh.

The day activity was proven to be able to remove the fatigue of employees who work at NaturalSkin Indonesia company, even for a moment.

“Well, that's her guys tips from Thira. Work professionally, if it can get beyond the expectations of the boss. Don't forget too, should be compact with his co-workers.”

At the same time, a staff member stepped onto the stage. He approached Dara and whispered something in his boss' ear before descending.

“Say the invited comics have arrived. All right, ladies and gentlemen. We call three super funny comics in Indonesia. Who her? It's them.” Dara pointed her hand at the stairs.

Welcoming-type music welcomed Indra Frimawan, Abdur, and Raim Laode as she took to the stage.

Their cute aura was so alluring to the people who saw it. Not even stand up yet, the participants have laughed first because of it.

The stand-up was started by Indra Frimawan as the opening act. His absurd punchline material really did bite. Until the laughter of the participants broke.

Continue to Abdur. The original Eastern comics, able to make people around the situation stretched because the material is mostly self-meroasting very funny heard.

Lastly, Raim Laode as a cover. His opponent, who tended to discuss his home region, made the one who heard him laugh several times in a minute. The Laugh Per Minute is amazing.

With the end of the stand-up, it also ended the series of public events of NaturalSkin Indonesia on that day.

Special agenda.

“Where are we going?” ask Dara.

“Administration,” Reply Arka quickly.

He who agreed with Nisa's advice, will devote half of his company's turnover to orphanages. The daycare she visited was shared with the director and the managers. It was just Nisa who was an ordinary staff.

“Thank you very much for the donation Sir,” said the mother of the owner of the home.

“Sama-sama,” replied Arka.

“Come children, we pray that the company of this Father is getting ahead. This father and his employees are given health and ease in working. Also given the happiness of birth and mind,” pinta the mother earlier.

The children prayed with faces together.

There is a feeling of pleasure that Arka cannot define when she sees it. The presence of Nisa who often transfers new ideas to her, making her days more colorful.

When Arka and her subordinates were about to return home, the orphans greeted them in turn.

***

Arka and Nisa lay down on the bed, after they performed the dzuhur prayer together’ah. Both of them let their tired feet run away, resting for a moment.

Uh, even a hiccup until the afternoon.

The couple hurriedly took ablution water, and performed asar prayers at the end of time.

Astarghfirullah...

Ba’da prayer, both immediately took an afternoon bath. After that, they checked their devices. Apparently, there's been a message from Dara since it's been waiting for Arka to read.

“Why were you holding hands with Nisa? Thoughtful, hiks hiks.”

Arka quickly typing. “For the sake of keeping my good image as a husband in a public place. Let our company get ahead, baby.”

Finally, the message that Dara had sent back was answered as well. He immediately read a series of words from Arka. Then, his fingers pressed the keys on the keyboard.

“If I don't rebuke, you must not have let go of Nisa's hand earlier. Doyan but confessed for the sake of the company,” reply.

Arka continued to give a reasonable-sounding explanation to Dara.

In the end, Dara was able to accept those reasons. But she is not a stupid girl who is easily taken for granted by Arka.

“I have to keep an eye on Arka often. Lately he likes to turn recklessly,” monologue Dara.

Two days later.

Weekend time, Arka and Nisa are hired.

After the magrib prayer, Arka began the conversation. “I want to take Mom, Dad, and Kanza to dinner outside. All of us take a walk.”

“Wah, thank God then. Want it Pa?” bu Bujuk Faridah.

“Iya, can. It's been a long time since we ate at the restaurant,” reply Mr. Nugroho.

Kanza, who already knew her brother's household matters with Arka, had a normal expression. He was no longer proud of his brother-in-law.

Arka and Nisa sat in front. Kanza, Faridah ma'am, and Nugroho sir are sitting behind for sure.

His luxury car, Arka drove to a five-star restaurant located in the middle of the city. The restaurant is easily accessible to people with thick wallets like Arka.

This was the first time a member of the Nisa family had eaten among the rich.

Mr. Nugroho and Ms. Faridah ordered pasta. Kanza was curious to try foie gras which he said the price was quite expensive, so he ordered it. Nisa and Arka compact want to eat steak.

After a while, each meal had been eaten.

Arka then ransoms bill. He and his wife came out of the exclusive restaurant. The four-wheeled vehicle was again driven to a place not so far from the restaurant.

“It want to take a walk or go home?” batin Nisa who is very familiar with the route.

Yup, the road he always went through when he returned to the mansion.

Now, Arka directs her car to a house that is quite luxurious. Two-story house with a large yard. There were a lot of flowers in his garden, there was an iron swing there as well.

“Whose home, son?” ask Faridah ma'am.

“Home Mother,” replied Arka. There was sincerity emanating from his eyeballs as he said that.

Not wanting a big question mark stuck in his mind, Faridah asked again. “You forgot the road to contract?”

Arka answered calmly. “Still very remember, Bu.”

“If you still remember, why did you get lost here Nak?”

“Kak Arka drunk huh? Our contract is small, brother, very different from this house. This one is two-storied, the courtyard is also vast. So there's no way this is our home,” Kanza chirps.