
Again Sarah's eyes were fixed on the empty table next to Mr. Samsul. Even after the incident, he had tried hard to talk to Mr. Usman. He wanted the man not to talk anywhere. But Mr. Usman always dodged and gave him no chance at all.
Sarah was even desperate to send her personal mobile number to that person.
"Wet pants... I can't retreat in the middle of the road... My career could be ruined", Sarah muttered to herself.
He was then shocked with a gentle touch on his nape. Mr. Alfandi approached him.
"I want this data to be revised, tomorrow afternoon there will be a meeting of the board of directors. Your work will be handled first by mbak Jennie.", explained Mr. Alfandi. The person in question smiled wryly.
Sarah knows, handle the job is just a formality. In fact, being handed the responsibility will definitely do the potluck. That's also sometimes Sarah has to double check so that her work is not messy.
After Mr. Alfandi left, Paul saw that Sarah was waving at him.
Though yesterday I explained that Mr. Usman is out of the country. This girl is so insistent. What is Mr. Usman, the type he really is... Paul smiled at that figure.
Sarah's been sitting on Mr. Usman's vacant seat.
"Sir... Are you busy?",
"Yeah, pretty... I didn't expect this data to be so confusing" that Paul wasn't working on anything.
"When will Mr Usman return?", asked Sarah regardless of Paul's answer.
"I'm just his co-worker... Not brother. So I can't answer that question...",
"But yesterday was asked by Mr. Alfandi, It seems you still have family relations...",
"You could say that, but we don't live in one house. Excuse me Ma'am I still have a lot of work to do", Paul refocused himself on the computer screen in front of him.
Sarah was sitting there. He was wondering what to do.
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Jaka looked back at the photos Reza had collected. He is truly an expert in his field. Just last night Jaka assigned Reza to find out about Sarah and what her relationship with the company was, this morning Reza had contacted her and treated her with surprising findings.
"This is when your girl was caught on CCTV at Melisa's wedding... this is during the Premiere gala of the film Broken which was directed by Kirana's husband and what surprised me most was that he was also there on Mr. Ismail's birthday a few months ago...", Reza explained in confusion.
"If you are confused I am also confused, when the birthday was only attended by close relatives and certain people from the company Mr" replied Jaka.
"While Alfandi's mistress is true, why can't I find them together on every record?" asked Reza.
"Well, I'm only in charge of finding the evidence, but you're the detective. I will send the file to your e-mail", Reza explained without being asked.
Jaka just nodded, there was still a lot he had to elaborate.
Shortly before Reza closed the pictures, Jaka saw a frame showing that Citra was smiling at Sarah and it was like a bright spot in the darkness that Jaka had so far been waiting for.
"Wait for Za, try to zoom in on that picture", pinta Jaka while pointing at a frame.
Yep!! That's right, his eyes can't be lied to. Although a short distance away, but it is very visible that the two of them smile at each other. He then asked Reza to print the picture.
Looks like tonight I'm going to visit Citra in her new home...
Citra got married two years ago. She and her husband, a businessman, live in a luxury apartment in the city center. But a few months ago they moved into a farmhouse on the edge of town. Jaka himself was somewhat surprised by the location Citra chose, but he himself never questioned it.
Jaka then pulled out his phone and contacted Citra.
📞Hai Sist, are you home??
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Sarah was confused, if indeed Mr. Usman heard his conversation with Mr. Alfandi, should the person have reported himself and certainly he would have been fired at that time.
But seeing himself still in this company, Sarah assumed that Mr. Usman did not open his mouth. Haven't.
"If he wanted to be sneaky, he would have directly blackmailed me. In any case, have I given you and my personal number? Although he has no evidence and belongs to the new employees, but he knows the owner of this company... Oh my God... does my career really have to stop here??", Sarah muttered to herself while playing the phone in her hand.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, all work is done. He has done the work he can do tomorrow.
The revision of the data requested by Mr. Alfandi has also been completed.
Sarah's just hoping that Mr. Usman comes in tomorrow and wants to talk to her.
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seriate....