Not a Savings Woman

Pamite

''So how's Mr Haris? Do you agree?'' ask Mr. Gunawan for the second time. 

However, it seems that Haris did not respond to his words. The man was silent with a distant look ahead. 

Adam shrugged both shoulders. He also did not understand Haris' attitude. In fact, there is a lot they should be talking about. 

Some of the other staff were also confused by Haris' attitude which was much different than usual. 

''It's possible that she has a household problem, Om.'' Adam whispered in Gunawan's ear. 

Mr. Gunawan is back in his place. Andik is now standing in for the boss. 

The man decided to agree with Mr. Gunawan's choice. They agreed to start the project as soon as possible. 

''Sorry, Mister. The meeting is over.'' Andik patted Haris' hand slowly. 

''O sorry, I lack focus, '' Haris said in surprise. 

They shook hands before scattering out of the place. 

Haris sat back down and leaned his back on the chair. 

For some reason, his brain could not concentrate on his work. It was precisely Ainaya's face that always flashed as if haunting him. 

Maybe I'm crazy?

Massaging the base of his nose. Closing his eyes, trying to throw away the face of his second wife. 

Andik came in and sat down beside Haris. 

''What exactly is Master? Does this have anything to do with Miss Ainaya?'' ask Andik tidying the map in front of him. 

Haris remained silent. Hiding the enveloping feelings. How could he be honest, surely his assistant would only laugh at him. 

''No, I just miss Bilal, '' he replied.

Haris stood up from his seat and then came out.

Tell me kangen the same mother, why should Bilal be the target.

He stopped his steps when he saw Adam on the balcony next to the room while talking to his flat object. 

''Yes, Nay. I will definitely help you find a job, just calm down.''

Haris blood boils hearing the name called Adam. Both of his hands were clenched perfectly. His anger peaked until now unstoppable. 

''Alright, later we will arrange the time again, I will always wait for you, see you.'' Adam ended the call.  

Haris hides behind a wall, not wanting Adam to know that he has heard the man talk. 

The name of Adam in Ainaya is the same Adam. Where do they know each other?From your search results there is no former Ainaya named Adam?

Harris is getting frustrated. He could not think clearly and chose to go to his room immediately. 

''Today I do not want to receive any reports. You take care of everything, '' Haris told Andik. 

''Well, sir, '' replied Andik respectfully. Closing the door after the boss goes inside.  

Actually you've fallen in love with Miss Ainaya, but the prestige admits it. 

Andik laughed in his heart to see his boss who looked in the fog. 

Haris took off his coat and shoes and lay on the bed. Closing his eyes and trying to forget Ainaya. Not disappearing, precisely the woman's face always appears even as real. 

Ainaya who was in Bilal's room unceasingly shed tears. He has decided to leave tomorrow, maybe sooner will be better, he thought. 

He did not want to fall deeper in love with Bilal, because it would only hurt himself. 

''One day you will know why you left you with someone else, he muttered as he looked at Bilal's sleeping face. 

In my heart it was hard, but there was no choice but to leave. Ainaya did not want to renege on the promise that had been made. 

''Excuse me.'' The voice of greeting was clearly heard.

It turns out that Ida and Indrawan sir are coming. 

''Good afternoon, Auntie, '' said Ainaya accompanied by a smile. 

Ms. Ida also replied with a smile as she looked at the beautiful looking Ainaya wearing her gift clothes. 

''Also ''Sore. How are you?'' Ms. Ida led Ainaya to the living room. 

''I'm good, Auntie. But __"

Ainaya paused his remarks, still hesitant to say about his departure. 

''But what?'' ask Mr. Indrawan to investigate. 

''Tomorrow I will leave here, because I cannot stay here for long, '' he continued cautiously. 

Ida's face turned dim hearing Ainaya's words. They love him like family. 

''No papa if your business is more important, auntie allow it. But until whenever the door of the aunt's house will always be open for you.'' 

Ainaya hugged Ida's mom.

I'm sorry, Ma. I shouldn't have left you, but I'm tired of it because up until now Haris didn't want my presence. But someday you will understand that Bilal is my son. 

Soon Jihan came down. The woman immediately approached Ida and Indrawan sir.

''I fell asleep so I didn't know Mama and Papa were coming, '' said Jihan feeling guilty. 

Madam Ida smiled. ''No papa, after all you need rest to restore your condition. Take good care of yourself. Especially a full day Haris in the office, said Ida. 

Ainaya lowered his head, from the deepest recesses of his heart he was envious to see Ida's treatment of Jihan. But what power, he could only swallow the disappointment alone. 

''Excuse me, Auntie.'' Ainaya back left Ida's mother and Indrawan's sir who switched to talking to Jihan. 

Haris who had just got off the car looked at Ainaya who was sitting in the back garden. Almost a full day he was in a pseudo-shadow, and now he was met for real.

His lips covered a smile when he saw the wife who was busy sewing. His feet approached him.

''Why do you think?'' ask Haris from behind. 

''Tu-- Mister.'' Ainaya bowed politely. 

''Sorry sir, inside there is Aunt Ida and Om Indrawan, said Ainaya. 

Haris laughing. ''I know, the car is in front.'' 

If you already know why here, is he not afraid they know this relationship. 

Ainaya continued its activities. He does not want to bully Haris who only bothers him. 

''Oh yes, sir. I want to say that I will be home tomorrow.'' 

Haris furrowed his brows. ''Why is it so fast?'' The question reflex glides straightforwardly. 

Ainaya. Doesn't Haris like it when he leaves quickly? Why should I be surprised and questioned?

''I mean, why did you just say it now,?'' ralat Haris is nervous. 

Apparently he was speaking wrong.

''Sorry, my friend just called. He said he wanted to find a job and a place to live. I can't keep going like this. Afraid everyone will know our relationship, he explained clearly. 

Haris closed his eyes for a moment and opened them again 

''All right, if that's your decision it'll be better. I pray you have a better life.''

That's what I want, Mom, because I don't want to live with expectations that will never come true. You can't possibly accept me. May the presence of Bilal always remind me that behind the happiness you get there is me who fights desperately.