Queen the Ruler

Plan Successfully

Nervous of course. Alfat only realized that what he saw was not the Queen but his wife, Citra. Slowly the woman continued her footsteps entering the husband's office. His hand held tightly to the lunch bushel for Alfat. In his chair, Alfat tried to awaken his mind. He stood up to greet his wife and hugged her tightly. It's not unusual for Citra to get this kind of treatment. Usually, they will immediately talk and have lunch after praying.

Although confused, the woman slowly rubbed the husband's back. He did not want to rashly ask without giving space for Alfat to talk to him.

"I'm sorry, Mas's work is so much so emotional like this. Earlier Mas thought that came not you but other employees." he told the wife not to be suspected.

The image did not take a headache, he smiled after breaking the embrace. In the face of the husband. "It's okay. Mas must be tired too now we eat on the sofa yuk. Don't go to the cafeteria afraid that later Mas's emotions will rise because there are many people."

Alfat also sat with his wife in the workspace. The two talked lightly to enjoy a meal together.

"Sorry, Mas. If I lie. Actually I'm afraid you're going to the cafeteria to see that woman again. Honestly I'm so jealous of you in an office like this, but I have no power to keep you away." muttered Citra as she stared at the face of Alfat who was busy enjoying her lunch.

Aware of the wife's dreamy gaze, the man stopped for a moment his lunch. He waved his hand in front of his wife's face to dispel her thoughts. "Cit, how about daydreaming? what was? Not his appetite?" his question immediately got a head-butt answer from Citra.

"Have a son, mas. It's my own cooking, I'm the rasain. Yasudah let's continue to eat." take him and the two spend lunch together in the room.

Without them knowing if in the cafeteria looked a restless girl waiting for a figure who had not arrived at the canteen that afternoon. Even the food he ordered in front of him was currently almost cold. She was the Queen, several times looking up at the door to see who came.

"Where the hell is he? Is it purposely avoiding me? I'm not going to let that happen, Alfat." she said, realizing that the man she was looking for didn't seem to like her presence.

The food he ordered had to be left alone. The queen walked towards the room where the owner of the company was. Mr. Raul who happened to have just finished lunch outside seemed to meet his daughter in front of his room.

"Fire" called the Queen when she saw the middle-aged man about to open the door of his study.

"Queen, what's wrong? Has lunch been?" raul asked, looking attentive to the child. Either just a stale base or what no one knows.

The two sat in chairs facing the border of Raul's work desk. The man looked astonished at the boy.

"Where are the ongoing projects for the construction of the hospital? Tell me, Pi." Mr. Raul's forehead frowned in wonder.

Well their company is a growing company in the medical field. In addition to being a drug manager they also manage several hospitals. Of course the business is very guarantee and Raul knows it will not be there. Because all those concerned with treatment are never endless in use by the community.

"Why really? Do you have a chance for a new investor? Papi thinks that's enough of everything. Even the hospital we built has all reached fifty percent so no longer need investors. All we need is an investor to.." Raul hasn't had time to say at length, The Queen has already held him back.

"Pi, already. I don't need all that explanation. I want to review the construction directly. Now Papi tell me anywhere let me decide that I'll come anywhere." Raul's rough breathing. Again, his son was so stubborn.

However, hearing the Queen's request seems to be a good idea also if the child plunges directly into the field once in a while. Finally he agreed and gave some data on the city they built a branch hospital there.

Although quite far, but all can still be reached by four-wheeled vehicles. A smile expands on the Queen's pretty face.

"But it's nice if you want to start all over the field. It will be much easier to understand the business" said Raul, who received no answer from the Queen.

"Tomorrow I will leave early in the morning." replied the Queen in the end.

Raul agreed. "Alright, let Papi prepare the people who will help during the trip and in the field" he agreed.

"No, let me choose according to my instinct, Pi. This time let me act to be able to learn in the future."

Can't be denied, Raul just put his shoulder around. The queen happily exited the room with the father carrying a file containing the city data of their hospital.