Mother to My Son

Family painting

Hasna POV's

I'll remember what happened today at the office, like this turned out to be a piece of gossip. People look at us with different eyes, if all this time we've been like regginang powder in Kong Guan's can. Maybe this is what Cheese Cake feels in the cake window. Even if it's just a piece, it looks like.

Now I know. "owh like this it feels like being noticed by the opposite sex". In the past when High School and college also often heard the words of friends if this guy likes you, too, that one has a crush on you but only to that extent because it never developed further aka bae plates.

Seeing Mr. Reza yelling and pushing Mas Arya against the wall shocked me as if I had become a part of him. Is that as important as I am to him? I never felt a special connection between the two of us. Why does he act like I belong to him.

Unlike the reaction of Arya who knew that Mr. Reza proposed to me, the reaction was am I okay? Am I okay? More to the worry he felt hearing me proposed by Mr. Reza. So my reaction when Mr. Reza forced me to go with him was to take refuge behind Mas Arya, especially the one who had helped me when I was cornered by the gossip of the people when I came to the office.

The support from Ma'am Maytha, Mas Arya and even Bu Rica made me believe that everything would be fine, as long as I didn't come to the surface and invite the reactions of others. I know if the photo was taken by Bu Arcy or Mbak Prita, what does it mean they send the photos to people in the office. Did they know that I did not choose to get a car with Mr. Reza, actually I was dragged to get into his car in the name of the authority given by Kak Angga.

Is it true that Mr. Reza's intention to protect me just as Kak Angga protected me as his brother?. Or maybe there are other intentions that then take refuge with words as if tasked by Big Brother.

Didn't Mr. Reza think from my side when he pulled me in front of the crowd and forced me into his car. Whether the arrogance side of him as a leader makes him feel entitled to do coercion to others who are considered as his subordinates. I feel like it'S NOT TRUE.

After the crying session was over and feeling the calmness after washing my face and eating chocolate, I started thinking about those questions. Mr. Reza may be right my boss but he has no right to force me into the private sphere. With whom I went and how I behaved I was able to sort and choose well. Just like when I asked Brother Angga to trust me, I think it's time for me to determine my attitude towards this man as well.

My permanent boss is Miss Rika, which means that if there is any work I have to complete according to my duties, I am quite focused on discussing with her. Immediately given a limit on which personal affairs and where the office affairs.

During lunch I knew that Mr. Reza and Mr. Aswin were in the VIP dining room, and from my point of view they seemed to be watching me. Fortunately, Ma'am Maytha and Mas Arya told a lot of funny things that happened when there was a strange rumor in the office was teemed by Bu Rica, and it turns out that their stories don't all end dramatically and woefully.

Mr. Reza then sent a message during lunch, I tried not to pay attention and forget what happened by not replying to him, but it turned out that he was a stubborn person. If he calls me a catfish I feel like a hyena that keeps on sounding bothering his prey and opponent with an annoying voice.

Finally I wrote to ask him not to bother anymore until I knew how to behave at his request. At least this will make me calmer and no longer worried by things that have nothing to do with work.

I had to turn my phone off since lunch. I told Ms. Rika that if there is anything to confirm please contact by email only, as well as Mas Arya and Ms. Maytha, they seemed to appreciate the effort I put in and did not question my reasoning.

In the afternoon when I came home I chose to go home quickly with Ma'am Maytha, the worry of meeting with Mr. Reza when I came home and met in the elevator somewhat haunted me so I chose to wait at the edge of the elevator door and asked Ms. Maytha who monitored the contents of the elevator. This building is like a curse building always creates unintentional conditions that always harm me.

Arriving at home I immediately turned on the phone and thankfully there was no message from Mr. Reza, thank God he was not an impulsive man who did not know himself. The first thing I did was hear voices from people I loved, make family video calls. At 8pm it was like Kak Angga had gone home and Emran was home, and it was not. Mama's in the room she says she's cleaning the dresser, dad's in the living room watching TV, Emran's holding up a video call in front of Mart, while Kak Angga looks still in the office his face as usual looks greasy.

Almost 15 minutes we spent on video calls, but only 3 days ago I met them. When mama asked if I was okay I answered yes when it felt like wanting to vent but worried later even made the atmosphere so no longer pleasant. The chat was stopped when it sounded Angga had to re-discuss with his friends and Emran had started to wiggle to the left and the right of his camera made dizzy. Ahhh makes the mood better.

After the Isha prayer I returned to performing the istiqarah prayer, I wanted to put an end to this conflict immediately, determining the attitude towards the stubborn and selfish man.

The next morning when I wake up at dawn I am confused, koq not dream anything well. Hmmm strange too, what because it is too tired to sleep in so much, yes it is okay not the time maybe. The important thing is given health and passion to get up and work today. Give the best Hasna.

Today is the determination for the licensing of TOT Level 2 activities, if the letter and recommendations from the secretariat are completed. Tomorrow or the day after the activities of TOT stage 2 can be directly done and stay accompanied as a follow-up activity.

When I came to the office I no longer cared about the people around me. Want to see me as a powder renginang or cheese cake please, I am Hasna who will work with passion and gratitude has been given life this morning by the Almighty.

At 10 the sound of the phone in the room Bu Rika rang repeatedly so forced to come in and lift it. Ms. Rika walked out of the room from 9am earlier if I heard that when I spoke with Ms. Maytha needed to coordinate with the HR Division related to personal at the branch factory.

“Halo this from the Secretary of the Board of Directors of Bu Rica I was asked by Bu Arcy to ask Hasna to his room to explain the TOT activities that will be implemented” heard the voice of women on the phone, this is the voice of Prita.

“Halo Mbak sorry Bu Rikanya is out, I Hasna anything I can help?” say

“Owh happens Mbak Hasna is awaited by Bu Arcy now in his room” and the phone is instantly closed. No manners at all. Maybe when entering so employees do not participate in training the code of ethics of the company I thought.

Hmmm. I am the laziest if I have to go to the room of Miss Arcy, especially after the incident yesterday, I still remember the cry of Ms. Arcy who questioned about Mr. Reza's relationship with me. Finally I went to the cubicle Ma'am Maytha to ask for consideration, because it turns out Mas Arya also participated with Bu Rica meeting with the HR Division.

“Waah I am not too sorry also ‘Na but only time he wants to know the technical activities” replied Mbak Maytha.

“Do I wait for Bu Rica first not yah?” I'm a little confused too worried it's wrong to go without telling Ms. Rika.

“Hmm just said she would like to see you, right? Or you wa Bu Rika deh let certainly” Maytha's advice, yes also I don't think anyway.

Five minutes after I sent the message, but Miss Rika did not answer also it seems she was in a meeting, finally I decided to meet Ms. Arcy, she said, I sent a message to Ms. Maytha that Ms. Rika came to deliver a message from Ms. Arcy over the phone. Hufft.

When entering the Secretariat room of the Board of Directors seen Mbak Prita sitting in front of his desk, his face immediately ketus as soon as I saw my arrival.

“Wait to sit there first I asked his mother” Mehhhh... Rich nyaburuh aja goat aja play nijau sit using head movements. Patience Hasna if people are not polite it needs to be pitied means he is less educated so we must go home to understand.

“Masuk” said, without looking at me. Geez, these rich people mostly eat dried chilies, spicy but not agangenin.

“Good day Bu” I said as I walked into his room.

“Siang.. your name is Hasna yah”.

“Iya Bu .. I am the person in charge of TOT Phase 2” activities I replied

“How long have you been in here?”

“Now log in months to 3 bu” I replied

“Not finished the trial period dong well, but koq has a lot of ko” he said again and began to stand up to me

“What do you mean by ma'am? Something was wrong related to the training material that stacked” I asked, I had started to smell the hostility from his gestures. This power must keep the distance from Grandma Magic.

“You did the wrong” he said while pushing my shoulder with his finger.

I immediately restrained my body so as not to ignore, if he retreated even more forward slithering and feeling above the wind.

If like this I immediately remember the cat fighting technique, the position of the body must be firmly on top, the position of the cat lying on the bottom is an indicator he lost. The cat will curve its body so that it looks scary. Heeehhhh don't mess with me. It's not useless to have a cat Ogut peranakan who can repel all the garong at home. Taiyo can only eat and sleep. Ogut is a pet cat that can be a security guard and repel all stray cats that interfere.

Bu Arcy's higher body made her position far above me, her finger thrust piercing through my shoulder. The nails are sharp beud ginih, how can the nails along it, is not difficult if used scratching can make wounds. Unimagined has nails as long as it is rich in fingers extended the same spoon. How does he if you want to snack or scratch the ears well.

“You jerk... “ said.

“What does mother mean by stabbing my shoulder with a thumb finger, if mother wants to ask for training materials I will answer carefully, but do not physically hurt others” I replied, I was hurt because I felt the pain inside.

“I don't care about your stupid TOT, don't you think I will give permission to do that activity”

“What is your relationship with Reza, why did you go alone with him.. Don't think I'll be quiet if you get close to her” Bu Arcy comes forward in front of me and his hand moves to pull my shirt

I immediately parried his hand, don't mess around I used to learn silat. The most important thing when going to get an attack is the horses or the position of our feet are stable and observe the movement of the opponent.

“You fight...fuck woman” she directly directs her hand to my hair. I was patty and moved to the side. She was getting upset and pushed towards me to hold my body. This is where I am very grateful not to like to wear high heels, even though wearing a skirt I can move freely by using pantofel shoes.

He was stunned due to his own power push, I managed to fend off the attack by pushing his body aside.

“Bangsaddd... watch out you” the woman grabbed the pen place and will throw it at me.

At the same time the door of the room opened and Prita and Bu Rika were seen at the entrance.

“Arcy control yourself” the cry of Bu Rika made me take my eyes off and become unfocused, I guess she won't throw the thing but it turns out that crazy woman is not kidding.

It felt a loud gust hovering on the side of my head and a sharp object passed through the side of my head and felt painful. Braaaak a loud voice rang out behind me and Prita's shout made the atmosphere instantly bustling.

Ms. Rika ran straight towards me and looked at me, her face looking anxious.

“Hasna... Are you okay? Want to sit?” ask Miss Rika.

“It's okay ma'am just a little bit poignant” replied me while rubbing the side of the forehead, ehh kok bloody. Hmmmmm this woman needs to be given incantations apparently.

“I will file a complaint related to this issue” shouted Bu Rica while looking at Bu Arcy.

There was a sound of people entering and Mr. Aswin followed by Mr. Reza into the room.

“What is this ?” said Reza while looking at Bu Arcy and his gaze stopped on me

It felt like there was water running down my cheek and it was dripping onto my cream-colored shirt so it looked very clear.

“You... you why” Reza was surprised to see my pained temple, immediately pulled out a handkerchief and his hand pressed against the temple wound. I took over his handkerchief and to hold the blood.

“Thank you sir, I'm okay” I replied weakly.

“I will file a complaint with the Management.. This has entered the category of violence, I see for myself what Arcy did on Hasna”, said Bu Rika

“You think you will be able to do activities in the Branch Factory if I do not issue his permission” replied Arcy

“I will not give a letter of recommendation for the activity” his cry was still overwhelmed by feelings of hatred and anger at the moment he saw me.

“All TOT activities have been acc and agreed at yesterday's meeting, why should it be canceled by the secretariat of directors who do not have the authority to it” Bu Rica looks very upset

“I think now it is better to take care of the condition of Ms. Hasna first Pak” said Aswin who saw I began to feel uncomfortable.

“I want to go to my room first Pak” said

“Now we go to the hospital, your wound must be checked” he pulls my hand, I already have no energy to fight.

“I will make a complaint now” Bu Rika out of the room with me.

“I'm fine sir, want me to install plaster just” said.

“Hasna you join Mr. Reza to the hospital now all make a visa report, I will submit a submission now. The woman should be taught a lesson.. You still running?” said Bu Rika

I nodded weakly.This drama koq still continues sighhhh…

　

　

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As a result I want to kick and hit if I meet a woman like her, it's wrong if the girl was born her story is jambak-jambuk .. must jotos aja if there are women kayak gini. Banting ...hhhhhh satisfied... Hahahahahah emosih jiwah..do not follow yah.. meningan vote, important comments and like if you like women must be able to defend themselves.... Haaaaaaaahhh...

　

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