
Unlike what Alex had imagined, but it seemed that this woman was indeed not joking.
"Relance ... I'm sorry! I.tau I.wrong for having been a little ... No, I was wrong for forcing you to do something that—"
Alex immediately stood up and said difficult sentences in his arrangement. Of course he didn't want this woman to stop working. However, his words had to come to a halt because just then Ranti shook her head and interjected.
"Mr Alex ... It's not about that. But I really want to stop. Because I work directly with my father, so I submit this letter here ... "
Alex shook his head quickly, and walked around his desk. Ranti turned around following the footsteps of the man, and finally at this moment the two stood facing each other.
"Ranti, I know I've been late. That's why I'm trying to keep calling you ... I wanted to apologize. So, please don't stop just because of my mistake this ... "
Randy was a little nervous. He knew that this wasn't Alex's fault at all. This man is just trying to heal and make his wife happy. Ranti knows that.
However, seeing Alex's face so guilty, made her guilt reappear.
"Sir Alex, it's not because of that, really. This ... This ... "
If it's sorted back, he's the one who's very guilty here. But of course he can't say that.
Although it is not known what the motives of Gladys and Mirda who have involved him until the end up in a situation like this, none of that would have happened if he had tried to find out more about this man first.
"Allah ... It seems, my fault is not just this ... Do you feel that the work I give you is very heavy? ... I can sum it up. Or, you want to go back to the marketing division? I can arrange it ... But please don't stop. I'm sorry ... Tell me, what are your wishes. I ... "
At that moment, Alex immediately thought of many things. But only one thing he wanted. The man did not want Ranti to stop working.
"Sir Alex, this has nothing to do with it ... Believe that! These few days I thought about many things, and I finally decided it ... I have other plans in my life. That's it ... "
Alex is silent, and tries to find what this woman is covering up for him. He knew that something was causing Ranti to stop working, and act like this.
Alex didn't know what it was, but also felt he had no right to ask. He thought fast, to control the current situation.
"Alright, since you worked directly with me, I decided to reject your resignation letter ... "
Hearing that, Ranti's eyes immediately widened. "Sir! I'm not kidding! I'm very serious about this!" Rigorously.
Alex nodded then shrugged both of his shoulders. "I'm serious too!"
Ranti folded her hands in front of her chest. He looked at Alex who was putting on a happy face, looking to already have a way of holding him back.
In a soft voice, the woman spoke again. "Mr Alexander Putra Mandala ... I said, I want to stop. So, I quit!"
Was shocked, but Alex would not give up. "Yes, I heard it. But, I refused it. Don't you know I can do that?!"
Just a moment ago, Ranti had felt sympathy for the man in front of her who was already in this waistline. However, now he felt a little irritated to see her.
Ranti let out a long sigh, then took it off violently.
"Whatever! ... I have submitted a letter of resignation. I don't want to know! The shop, I'm quitting!"
After saying that, he immediately stepped away. Alex had no intention of holding her back at all, but as the woman was already standing by the door, the man said.
"Relance ... You are a smart woman ... Of course you know, if it can't happen as easily, right?! Tomorrow, come in and get back to work!"
"Your!"
Alex sees the woman slamming the door a little rough, before disappearing. The smile he had just forced, disappeared at that very instant.
Alex knows he's a little selfish. However, that was the only way for Ranti to stay attached and work here.
When he got out of the elevator, Ranti still looked annoyed. He didn't expect Alex to hold him back.
In the contract clause he can't just stop, before some of the projects he's working on are done. Except, Alex asked for it himself.
Not what he thought before. But now, it made him unable to do anything.
"Clear ... In fact, I don't care if he wants to sue—"
"demanding? ... Who will sue you, Miss Ranti Olivia ... "
Ranti's steps stopped, because she heard the voice. His eyes widened slightly, as he found out who was standing in front and asked him.
"Mrs Mirda?!"
Mirda smiled cynically, before finally saying.
"Ranti, aren't you a professional? ... I've tried to contact you, but it didn't work! ... Is this how you work?!"