Queen the Ruler

Gain Tranquility

Afternoon time becomes the last time for the Queen in this office. The girl walked through Alfat's study. On seeing him the lights are still on, even though it was getting dark outside apparently the man did as he told Jery earlier this afternoon to overtime.

“You are still as determined as ever, Al. That's what makes me happy to see your hard work.” muttered the Queen as she stepped out of the office.

There was no intention of the girl to greet the ex. Because he knew Alfat would be very busy taking care of his work before they left tomorrow. And of course the Queen loves that. Because, that means time for both of them will not be disturbed by other work.

While in front of his car, the arrival of the queen has been welcomed by the bodyguard. The queen got into the car and sat quietly. His face looked calm.

Until the trip home also feels safe for the men who are in charge of escorting the young lady.

“Mas Alfat must not have eaten, what a pity he.” Here a woman appears to wipe both her arms while sitting on the porch of the house.

The image of waiting for the return of the husband even though it had been told before if it was too late. The calm that he usually felt now slowly disappeared. I don't know why Citra was feeling restless waiting for her husband to come home. Even several times the woman went in and out of the house to calm her heart that never subsided from anxiety.

“Do I follow ya? But fear of interfering with Mas Alfat's work. Well how is this?” Think for a while until finally Citra finds an idea.

He walked into the house and immediately took a meal and filled it. All the dishes she's cooking tonight have some parts for her husband.

***

Time pointed to nine o'clock at night, where Alfat was still struggling with a laptop and some documents that he would adjust one by one.

Tok tok tok tok

Suddenly the sound of knocking on the door made Alfat to give up his concentration.

“Mas, I brought dinner for Mas.” The image opens the door while explaining its purpose. He was afraid that Alfat would be angry because it interfered with his work time.

Although afraid, but Citra felt much calmer when she saw her husband alone in the room and right, Alfat was busy.

“Citra? Why here? It's night already. Mas also works.” Alfat's voice sounded calm there was no hint of anger.

Instead of answering, Citra smiled. He is happy to see the husband who is still good at a crucial time like this, if most people out there will be easily emotional when the time is disturbed not with this one man.

“I know Mas must be resistant to hunger, right let it finish its work quickly? Now I bribe and Mas can keep working.” Alfat developed a smile as he nodded in agreement.

The presence of the wife was very helpful. Even he can work with focus because his stomach does not feel sore anymore.

“Cit, wait yeah? We go home together. If you sleep on the couch want to?” Point it at a sofa that feels comfortable enough to rest.

There is no word of rejection for the husband, Citra also moved and leaned her body on the sofa. Alfat returned to his work.