Not a Savings Woman

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Haris looked at her appearance from the mirror reflection while tidying up her tie. For the first time he had to prepare his own office clothes, but it no longer made him difficult, because the last few days he had deliberately done it himself without the help of Jihan. Maybe now and in the future will be more used to it. Sighing heavily considering the problems that befall, but also can not leave his job at the office. 

''I must quickly find Ainaya.'' Haris grabbed the phone and walked out. He approached Ida's mother who was busy holding Bilal in the middle room. 

''Morning son papa,'' his greeting kissed the two cheeks of the son alternately. 

Mother Ida smiled to see the pretty cheerful face of Haris. Unlike last night that looked bleak and filled with tears. As a mother, she could not see the situation of her only son. 

''Are you sure you want to go to the office?'' ask Ms. Ida to make sure. 

Haris smiled and nodded. His hand rubbed gently on Bilal's cheek. Only the baby is the only hope to keep the spirit of the activity. 

''Just pray, Ma. Hopefully soon I can find Ainaya. He has the right to reunite with Bilal.''

''But what if he doesn't want to come back to you? Are you going to keep giving Bilal to her?'' ask Ms. Ida to investigate. 

Haris. In his mind there was no word of rejection or separation, but he and Ainaya would remain united in a marriage bond. 

''I go first, and I promise she will remain my mother's daughter-in-law, my wife, '' she said later. 

Sounds very selfish, but that's Haris who has to get what he wants. His heart so hard could not give up, it would even do anything to fight for it. 

''But do not let you misstep, take him in a good way, '' said Ida softly. 

Andik opened the door, then he sat in front of the wheel. Drive the car at medium speed. 

''Ainaya left, '' Haris said after the car left the yard. 

Andik looked at the boss from the reflection of the hanging rearview. 

''I know from Mr. Indrawan. Last night he called me and told me to help him, but it seems like this time Miss Ainaya went out of town. 

''Where do you know?'' Haris changed her sitting position.

Not yet had time to answer, suddenly a car from the opposite direction and hit the road barrier, forced Andik stop the speed of his car and down. 

However, he re-entered when some people started running around the car. 

''Who was in an accident?'' ask Haris enthusiastically. 

Andik shrugged both shoulders sign of not knowing. ''But it looks like a woman.'' Opening the car glass. Right, he caught a woman out of there. 

I've seen him before, but where?

For a moment, Andik remembered the actions that became the center of everyone's attention. Then refocus with the steering wheel.

Maybe I saw it wrong. 

The atmosphere of the office is very crowded. All employees begin their own activities. Haris came in and Andik followed from behind. They went straight to their respective rooms.

''Later in the day I will go home, it seems like yesterday I forgot to bring Bilal's milk, said Haris before entering. 

Andik nodded, whenever needed he was ready to serve the boss. 

Almost took off the suit, Andik again remembered with the woman who had been in an accident. 

Andik again picked up his phone and opened a video of the cctv in the apartment. Yes, now he believes that the woman in the video is exactly the same as the woman. 

Andik immediately contacted someone. Ask them to find the identity of the current girl who is his target. 

''Anyway you find out what his name is and he works where at once his home, after that love his data to me, because I will intervene alone,'' andik said to someone who was behind the phone. 

For almost an hour Haris sat in his seat. He just daydreamed while staring at the photo of Ainaya and Bilal. Only the two of them were able to divert his world at the moment. 

Until the door opens, it breaks its daydream. It turned out that Mr. Indrawan was coming. 

''Still think of Ainaya?'' sindir Pak Indrawan while putting the files on the table Haris.

''Yes, Pa. I was confused about where else to look, it seemed like he was deliberately hiding from me.''

Haris opened the map and examined it carefully. Although his mind wanders, but he still tries to be professional with work. 

''Did you try to ask his friends, maybe they know, '' suggested Mr. Indrawan.  

Haris looked up at her face, busy reading the writing. Then take his phone. 

''You find out where Ainaya used to work and also the people close to him, said Mr. Indrawan seriously. Lalau cut the connection again. 

Coinciding when Mr. Indrawan stood, the door was opened from the outside. This time it was Jihan who came with all her regrets. 

''Do you want to come here?'' Haris stood up to Jihan behind the door. 

As a parent, Mr. Indrawan also remained in that place. His heart was worried to see Haris eyes burning full of anger.

''I want to apologize, Mas.'' Jihan approaches Haris and tries to hug her, but the man dodges instead. As if he no longer wanted to be in touch with his wife. 

''After being caught you just apologized. Had your rottenness not been exposed, would you still want to apologize to me?Or it will hide forever.'' Haris pointed at Jihan's face with her index heart. 

His heart was so sore remembering Jihan's lies. As if he was not appreciated. In fact, many of Haris's sacrifices include defending him desperately when cornered by his mother. But now it was time to get up and open your eyes. Seeing which is true is true, sincere and which only makes it a mere display. 

Mr. Indrawan is still silent to digest every sentence thrown by the child and his daughter-in-law. 

Jihan stood in front of Haris, perhaps that way would make the man forgive and come back again. 

''I'm sorry, but I promise I'll take care of Bilal like your own son. 

Haris turned her lips. One step closer.  

''But baby, it's too late because I'm going to hand Bilal over to his birth mother, who has more right, not you. 

''Now go before I ask the guards to expel you, ''' Haris threatened. He was tired of dealing with the woman, although the love in his heart had not completely disappeared, but still tried to immediately exterminate her. 

Jihan stood up and approached Mr. Indrawan. 

''I am guilty, Pa. But please give me a chance to become papa's daughter-in-law, Jihan pleaded. 

Mr. Indrawan smiled faintly. 

''Sorry Ji, this is your household and Haris's problem, so papa won't interfere. May you find the best way.'' He chose to leave and gave Haris and Jihan space to talk.