
On a clear morning, Love and Stifen wake up together. They opened the window curtain, then headed for the bathroom. Carry out congregational Fajr prayers, then compactly cook in the kitchen.
"I'm glad we're both living." said Love.
"I'm also happy baby, than you are arguing with Papa and Mama" he replied.
Stifen smiled, looking at his wife who sliced an onion. Love looked towards Stifen, who was washing the rice. The two of them waved their hands, while throwing smiles at each other.
"Will you bring supplies from home, or want to buy outside?" ask Love.
"I want to eat my wife's food." replied Stifen.
As usual, Fatihah and Bilqis went on foot. After all the mes house and Aditama Group company are very close. They don't need a vehicle to get to the office.
"The weather this morning was really bright, like my good night's sleep" Bilqis said.
"When you sleep well, I have a big fight with Om Berto" replied Fatihah.
"A brash investor like him, does not deserve to cooperate with Aditama Group" said Bilqis.
"After all, he's the one who's planted the most shares than any other investor" Fatihah explained.
Stifen saw the company's account cards move shrinking, appearing to be used for personal purposes. Stifen feels something is stuck, because the money of a hundred million runs out overnight. As used for poya-poya, without the knowledge of many people.
"Fatihah, please check the validity of Bank 99." pinta Stifen.
"Yes sir, wait a minute" replied Fatihah.
Fatihah immediately called the bank, about the shrinking money. But no information, they do not admit what happened. Still saying, for reasons that don't make sense.
"Perhaps, the company's operational activities are affecting it" said a woman from across the phone.
"However, we don't want to replace it" he said.
"We are not asking banks to replace, it's just that human data is needed that has stolen the money" explained Fatihah.
Robert drunk with Berto, to get rid of the feeling of saturation. Robert used to be very familiar with Berto, having once introduced him to a brothel.
"Berto, I'm happy to be friends with you" said Robert.
"I'm happy too." replied Berto.
"However, today I escaped secretly from my wife. I almost got caught, when he was about to wake up." Robert seemed to tell her the struggle, it was very difficult.
"I'm telling you one thing, your son Stifen is a bitch. He protected the woman, humiliating me at the cafe. All the visitors looked at me, wanting to be put where this face was. I had to walk with the face of the wall." explained Berto.
In the room, Love asked her husband. There is something you want to know, when they have just performed the tahajud prayer.
"Honey, if you think the use of ATMs for illegal cash withdrawals is not?" Love asks for an opinion from Stifen.
"I don't think so, because what's coming in is our own money. Meanwhile, if there is interest-bearing debt activity in it, it can only be said to be haram" replied Stifen.
"But it comes back to each other's beliefs" said Love.
"Dear dear, religion is not too debated. Every human head is different in thought, so it cannot force everyone in line. If that's the way it is, there will be a lot of Muslim civil war" explained Stifen.
"Something excessive is not good dear." said Love.
"Yes dear." replied Stifen.