I'm Just an Ordinary Widow

Just call mami

I wiped the blood on the tip of Raihan's lips with tissue. Because honestly I have not bought the needs of the house even cooking ingredients though.

After that, I cleared my mind to start talking to the two men who were in a rage.

"You shaman first" My orders, but not by them. They even throw each other face. Huh that sucks !

"Okay, I'll resign. And I don't want to see Adam for a long time"

"Airin !"

"Dec !"

The two men with their compasses snapping made me smile cynically.

"Why ? Don't want to shaman, do you? Introduce yourself well. Resolve this misunderstanding immediately"

They obeyed my orders shaking hands while introducing themselves

"I'm Raihan, Director of KJ Group"

"Adam's brother is Orange"

"Well brother?" Mr. Raihan rounded his eyes.

"Yes his brother" replied Mas Adam ketus

"Why didn't you say? even hit me?" Mr. Raihan scrunched his forehead

"If you don't talk carelessly, this fist can't get there" Mas Adam pointed with his face towards Mr. Raihan.

"Astaghfirullah is enough, what are you doing here?"

"I want you not to kill yourself Rin" he said, putting on a sad face, only once did I see the cold man's face become this worried.

"God willing, I still have a family. I will not abuse them. Even if I am hurt, his mentok take a shortcut. That's resign" I said flatly

"Don't Rin please" Mr. Raihan pleaded? same me? really ? I'll pretend to act like I don't need that job anymore.

"Orang? Resign aja's. They can't make fun of you. All this time I care for and love you with all my heart. Let me just work. Counting two wives" Mas Adam looked at me with a look of pity. Whereas Mr. Raihan was just bending his gaze, I knew that he was waiting for an answer from me.

"Wait for tomorrow mas, then Orange decide" I said as I glanced at Pak Raihan.

"You please go home, I also want to go home because" Mas Adam drove Mr. Raihan by setting a fierce face. To be honest I wanted to laugh seeing my usual boss like a tiger suddenly turn into a cat today. Mr. Raihan said, he immediately got up from his seat "Airin think carefully, don't resign." I just nodded and let Mr. Raihan leave my apartment.

"Until you go home, let me know if there's anything. I really don't want you to resign. But if it does happen, you can actually enter your office. Although the salary was small, the important thing was comfortable deck" Mas Adam stepped his foot towards the door I also accompanied his step. "Yes mas see tomorrow manti Jingga kabari, mas carefully return home. Saturday Orange home, kangen Kinan"

"Assalamualaikum" Mas Adam rubbed my head after saying his greetings and I answered him. I immediately closed the door and entered my room. Without changing my suit first I immediately lay my body on the bed.

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Boss Killer

"Airin remember ! Don't resign"

Reading the message that just came in on my phone made me, giggling amusedly. What happened to Raihan sir is actually. I clicked on Mr. Raihan's Whatsapp profile. Then I looked at the photo of Mr. Raihan. I admit that in terms of physical Mr. Raihan belongs to the category of perfect man, unfortunately he already has a lover. If not, maybe I can be more courageous to face him. All this time I didn't have the courage to look at her for long, I was afraid to like her. I'm self-conscious, I'm just a widow. Nor is it from the upper class like it, when compared to I am just air, there is but not seen. Felicia was the sun, bright and shining. Who does not admire her goddess-like beauty. If I were a man, just like Raihan sir, maybe I would like him too.

Unconsciously I rubbed my phone screen, I immediately stopped my actions. I'm afraid someday I'll start to like it. Be aware of Orange, you are but a rumpuk who longs for the moon !!! I said that while shaking my head.

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The next day I went back to the office as usual, I took an online taxi. In the office I have not heard the employees gossip about me and Mr. Raihan. I started to feel relieved, I decided to tell Adam about this.

And the next day I went back to the office. This is the second day after that gossip incident, I still did not hear them talking about me. Thank God I said as I entered Raihan's room.

Then I was surprised by the figure of a sturdy man sitting at the end of the work table owned by a personal assistant Mr. Raihan. The man was busy with an iPad in his hand.

"Airin, from now on you sit in your own place. This is my personal assistant Bhumi"

Mr. Raihan said with a small smile on his lips. Bhumi stared at me, raising his hand. And said "Hay" with a sweet smile on her lips.

"Oh hay sir Bumi" I raised my palm, then smiled. I immediately turned my body walking out of the room. All right now I'm sitting at my own desk, so I can't often see Mr. Raihan. Because from the outside here the inside of the room Pak Raihan is not visible. Cheating, from the inside they can see me but not with me.

I opened my laptop and started working on my job. I checked the incoming emails one by one, and sorted starting from the most important. It has been almost 2 hours I have been busy with emails and files that I need to print. Suddenly my head ached, my vision a little blurred. It just happened, just a few seconds later my vision returned to normal. Looks like I need something warm, I decided to go to the pantry. I made one tea for me and two coffees for the handsome man in the president's office.

I put my tea on the table first, then brought the coffee to my boss's room.

"Well, when I just wanted to tell Rin" said Pak Raihan praising me

"Beautiful, understanding, caring, more fit to be a wife than a master secretary" Timpal Bhumi put me down in shame.

"Whose wife? you want? just take it" Ketus Pak Raihan . I immediately twisted my body and left Raihan's room. What the fuck take it, you think I'm stuff?

I enjoyed my cup of tea, while checking the files that Raihan had to sign.

A few minutes later I felt pain again in the back of my head. I closed my eyes and raised my head up, moving it right and left. Suddenly the figure of the middle-aged woman shocked me as I opened my eyes.

"Astaghfirullah azim thing !" I was shocked, how not? the woman smiled widely and was only two feet away from my face. I watched her look from head to toe. Absolutely everything is branded. She was hijab-wearing but still classy.

"Are you muslim ?" Ask with a big smile. I just nodded my head, I was astonished to see the smile of that middle-aged lady who seemed to be bleeding in the middle east. Her eyes were so familiar, I had seen them before.

"Alright I go in first" His pamphlet still with a gleeful face, I immediately prevented him from entering by holding his arm gently.

"Sorry madam, did you make an appointment?" I asked kindly to make the woman smile again.

"Why do I make an appointment with my own child?" He's really being friendly. I let go of my hand and let him inside.

I don't know how long the middle-aged woman has been inside, and it's been a break. Looks like this time I can not perform my worship in the room of Mr. Raihan. I'll do it at the mosque near the cafeteria.

truuuuut truuuut (voice of cable phone on my desk)

I immediately picked it up. "Good day, with me Jingga, Secretary of KJ Group. Can I help you?"

"I know. Because you are my secretary ! You want to pray? just inside. We are the same Bhumi as well"

Said a man in his room.

"B. good sir" I immediately rushed in. I saw Bhumi take off his watch and enter the ablution. Mr. Raihan also followed, I started taking off my watch. The middle-aged woman was already in the place of prayer. He was well-groomed with his face. After finishing with ablution, we perform worship this time together. With Pak Raihan being his priest. What a rare sight, before me and Raihan pray alternately.

After the greeting, suddenly the middle-aged woman thrust the back of her hand at me. I was silent for a moment to make the middle-aged woman grab my hand and make me kiss the back of her hand. What the fuck?

Mr. Raihan and Bhumi took turns kissing the back of the woman's hand.

I immediately let go of my face, folded it and put it in the drawer.

"Airin, this is my Mami" said Pak Raihan pointing at the woman with his face.

"Hello mistress, my name is Airin Sky Orange commonly called Orange." I said to that woman

"Maryam, just call mami" said the middle-aged woman with her trademark smile. Then we shook hands again.