Ravana's Note: Scandal

Note 28: Completion

“Actually what has my husband done? How's performance? Did he do anything illegal until Mr Endang threatened me?” ask Ms. Irma. His face was filled with anger.

With a heavy heart, Mr. Rey told the root of the problem, that Mr. Yanto sold some houses that should be free. The money from the sale that he shared two with Mr. Endang. While listing the names of those who should have received the house he faked the names of the brothers Pak Endang. Decision letter that has been signed by Mr. Sebastian Bataragunadi was forged.

Irma's mother even went pale hearing it. The amount of losses borne by the company is almost 2.5 billion rupiah. That's also the company is still kind enough not to sue Mr. Yanto and Mr. Endang, just fired. Even after the death of Mr. Yanto, the family still received death benefits, pension for 10 years, BPJS TK, and the last salary that had not been paid.

With the shrewdness of Mr. Firman spoke, he managed to convince the management to be kind to Mr. Yanto and Pak Endang.

Even after the good they did, Mr. Rey still get a lot of blasphemy and slander, that he was the cause of the death of Pak Yanto who was depressed after being sent home. Everyone does not know the root of the problem, except for a few insiders who helped cheat Pak Yanto.

And now Ms. Irma wants to disturb Management with the problem of her husband's affair, it is very trivial when compared to the dizziness Mr. Rey handle the mess made by her late husband. Meeting Ms. Irma in person is already a very sporty kindness that Mr. Rey shows.

“On behalf of my husband..” Ms. Irma's tears suddenly fell on their own. He had strengthened his resolve not to cry. No matter how her husband is dead and she is a legitimate wife, the infidel will surely get away on his own.

Ms. Irma just needs an outlet of her anger. But after knowing the truth, even to get angry he was not able to.

"Yes God... Even sorry won't be enough" Ms. Irma started sobbing. Sedu sedan and sounds sliced.

Then the phone on the table rang again, now there are three phones ringing different from the first ring.

"I'm sorry sir, I'm willing" Ms. Irma's words came to a halt as she wiped her tears. Then quickly snatched the first phone.

"Hello?" cold sap. All that was there just silently watched Ms. Irma.

"I am his wife ...,"

"I am his legal wife, I will send you a photo of our marriage book ...,"

"If you feel the saddest of Yanto's promises, what do you think I am?"

"You feel entitled to property, how about our Yanto debt for two as well? We're both his wives,"

"You ask how your son is doing? Then what about my son?"

And all such sentences were repeated, Ms. Irma said patiently, without expression. Because he knows, when he cries or is hit by emotions, the baby who is now in his arms will cry too.

Then a while later, Ms. Irma put the last phone on the table carelessly, she threw it away. "Hopefully that's the last one. Not to mention the number of women in this office who also sleep with him,"

Mr. Yanto is not very handsome, like the fathers in general. When compared to Mr. Rey or Mr. Jared clearly lost far. His body is athletic and tall. Also the most dangerous is his way of speaking. He is good at glossing his tongue, seducing, and entering into various circles. From dangdutan to sabyan, he mastered everything. That's why he was appointed to marketing.

"Now I have to find a way to pay off the remaining debt and support our children" muttered Ms Irma.

"Mom, I'm sorry. If it is a personal debt problem, I will help pay off. But it does not include what he consumes for other wives yes ma'am," said Mr. Rey. Indirectly he felt guilty, even though it was not his fault.

"Yes sir, thank you very much" replied Ms. Irma with a lowered head. His mind was somewhere else. As hard as he could, he held back his tears, because there was no time to cry.

"Also I will help the mother's children's school fees until they graduate High School" added Mr. Rey.

"Don't sir, not too much. As if the wrong father later, when obviously my husband is a jerk," Ms. Irma looked down again. "God... Stupidly you are Yantoooo," he said.

"If you can.." muttered Bu Irma then when she was able to regain control of her, "If I can be helped for job vacancies only sir, but I only graduated High School. At home there are still two children I just finished SD and SMP,"

"If it's not wrong, Mr. Trevor needs energy for the Office Girl in his building ma'am," said Ravana quickly. Given that Ms. Irma only graduated from High School, the job was appropriate for her. But actually Ravana lied a little, his half-sister was even full of employees to take care of the building.

But Ms. Irma also will not be assigned to this building. Because in addition to the many memories of her husband, infidelity scattered around her, also because this building is dangerous.

Mr. Rey and Mr. Jared nodded. "We will do our best for the mother and the children. Outsourcing our partners office in Garnet Group building, I will leave a message for them. It's my number if you need anything" Mr. Rey gave her card to Ms. Irma.

For now, one problem is solved.

*

*

That night Ravana arrived home.

He sighed as he closed the door of his room and took off one by one his clothes.

Tastes cramped. Neither the surrounding conditions nor the contents of his head.

Every day there are problems, there are scandals, there are dark secrets revealed in the office.

However, tomorrow Ravana can breathe a little while starting the journey to the villa of Eyang Gandhes. I don't know what else he'll see when he arrives at the villa.

Tonight...

"Hey khodam," he murmured, calling his khodams. "I want to unseal in the room. So I need your help fencing off as long as my dealings with Fransita are over. It's time to show your usefulness" said the young man.

There was a growl in his ear, as if angry and loud roars of protest signs.

But Ravana ignored.

*

*

“Fransisca,” murmured Ravana while sitting on the edge of the bed. “I opened my room occult fence, please if you want-”

But Ravana's words stopped.

He found that someone, or something, was touching his shoulder. The distinctive aroma of the herb that is often made by Eyang Gandhes immediately filled the atmosphere of the room.

Ravana smiles.

At the moment, he felt so relieved.

The person he was most looking forward to was willing to come, after their last less-than-good encounter.

“Hai,” greet Ravana.

“Hai,” reply to that voice. Sounds soft and clear, comfortable heard in the ears of Ravana.

The young man grabbed Fransisca's soft fingers on her shoulder and kissed the back of her hand.

Fransisca's happy murmur was heard when Ravana did just that.

Ravana felt the form slowly getting real, the touch more solid. The young man felt a woman hugging him from behind.

He felt the hand go through his stomach, then up to his chest, stroking him slowly.

Nope,

This time it is not time to tell all. It will ruin their moment together.

And Ravana doesn't want that to happen.

If this woman who hugged him wanted to tell a story, he would have said it himself.

“Sorry,” murmured Fransisca.

“For what?” ask Ravana.

“Because it surprised you with the reality that happened,”

But the truth is nobody's fault.

“I'm also sorry,” said Ravana later.

“For?”

“Because I forgot you, so long,” Ravana slowly turned around, “And you have done a lot for me,”

"Hm" Fransisca muttered. Ravana drew Francisca's hands together to embrace her more tightly

“Trust me, I don't even want you to remember at all,” the woman said.

Ravana let go of Francisca's embrace and turned back to look at the woman more clearly.

Silent eyes that are always on Fransisca's face.

“Only you embrace me and comfort me when I am sad, so my sacrifice is nothing compared to the taste you have given me,” Fransisca sat on the bed, in a sexy white dress. She was very beautiful, but her face was full of sadness. His smile was indeed fluffy but contained bitterness.

Ravana.

The dress that Fransisca wore, she felt she knew him.

It was the same dress that Fransisca wore on her last day before losing both her arms and legs.