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Upon arrival at home, Sela greeted her eldest daughter with a smile. The woman loved Resy more than her own three children.

"Darling, you just got home ? Let's clean yourself up, and then we'll have lunch together." Sela said attentively.

"Well ma, is papa having lunch at home?"

"As his today does, papa there's a meeting with a client outside. Maybe lunch, just us. Come on, let's go wait at the dinner table." Resy nodded obediently, Sela gave her such great and sincere affection. Not infrequently, the woman is pinching one of her other children if she does nosy on her beloved Resy.

Resy is married to Roky. Sela fell in love with little Resy who did not have much behavior. The little girl is understanding and kind. Until when the girl asks him to be her mother, Sela immediately approves of her. Although his heart has not really been adrift to Roky.

But now their lives are very happy, with 3 children in their marriage and Resy the eldest son of Sela pride.

"Darling? why eat you so little? aren't you feeling well?" sela asked worriedly, as a doctor Sela interpreted his reduced appetite of the child because he was sick.

"No ma, I'm good. Today my work in the hospital was a lot. I had to check some reports, and it made me a little dizzy." The light of Resy calms the heart of the mother.

"Oh, okay. Don't get too porsir, remember baby.you'll be married in two months, just pay attention to your health. Hospital business let Azka handle her. That's why he's your assistant, isn't it? don't force yourself to work too hard, you're not the only heir there. There's Mylo and Mishy. Get Mishy involved in the management of the hospital, that kid's too wild lately. Mama wondered why your fierce aunt never asked Mishy back. Living abroad with a profession as a model is not very good. Mama's worried that your sister's getting into promiscuity, western life is troubling." Tukas Sela at length.

Resy just listened, he did not know what to respond. The departure of Mishy right on the day of his engagement, since then, Mishy is very difficult to contact. Mishy seemed to avoid communication with her, I don't know what her fault is with the cousin.

"Darling? you daydream again, rest in the room. Mama's gonna make a fruit pudding for you." Resy smiling gets that much attention from her mother.

"Thank you ma, sorry the food didn't run out. It feels good as always, it's just that I'm a little tasteless." Resy felt bad for her mother.

"Oh, it's okay. Go up to your room, your pudding will take you to the room if it's done." Resy nods Samar then kisses Sela's cheek fondly.

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Mishy stared at the screen of his phone with an illegible look, two years he had never returned home. The longing for both parents is increasingly piled up in his mind. But something kept him there to stay.

"I hope you're happy brother, don't waste my sacrifice. I pressed the tightness on my chest to see your wide smile at the peak of your happiness later. May you always be happy with your choices..." Misy pressed the power of button to turn off her phone. That's what he's been doing for two years. After being satisfied to see a portrait of his family's happiness on social media respectively, Mishy will disable the function of his cellphone.

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The woman placed the carcass of Nurma's cell phone on the girl's desk. Nurma looked indifferent to the pile of files that were mounted on her desk on the other side.

"I'll replace it with the latest one. It's your card, too small does it work?" really stale ala Wira did not make Nurma touched. His prepaid cards are small? holy jeez! so the guy doesn't know if all the sizes of prepaid and postpaid cards are the same? Ah he forgot, the CEO is the sultan. Maybe the place to put the card was the man did not know where the location was.

"All card sizes are the same pack, all nano-sized with a length of 12.3 mm and a width of 8.8 mm. So the size of the commoners' cards is the same as the size of the sultan's postpaid cards like father. If you want a big card, you can print it yourself." Nurma brightly lit up with a flat yet very calm voice. There was no emotion on his face when he saw his Android phone shaped like it was about to be rafted. Messy formless.

"Why is your job so much?" wira's heart began to worry, the intention to shift the topic even his eyes focused on the pile of files on the left side of the Nurma table.

"Oh this? I have chosen, only the father corrects all the shortcomings in this report file. All of them there are 17 reports files, because some of them I have delivered to the father's room earlier. Please check, will I take you inside? all right," without waiting for a reply from Wira, Nurma lifted the heavy beam in an elegant style. I don't know if his arm is starting to feel uncomfortable.

Wira hurriedly followed Nurmala's broad steps. "Nurmala... Can you check this time? I'm not gonna have time to check this many files right now." Speak with such a soft tone. Nurma really wanted to vomit blood to hear her.

"Sorry sir, I'm afraid there's a mistake if I'm not careful. After all this concerns the many hopes of mankind working in this company. And that hope is attached to this report. If until there is the slightest mistake, then thousands of employees in this company will experience its impact. I can't, sorry sir. And again it's lunchtime although it's too late, but considering that I work with all my heart, soul and body. I sincerely wait for your mood to improve, until I can just go to the lower canteen."

Wira slumped her body on the sofa, really she wanted to do the mouth of her secretary who was getting more and more slowly just patronizing her. I don't know who's the boss, who's his subordinate.

"I'm hungry too, Nurma. Order me food, and accompany me to eat. You'll accompany me to eat, the file business let me do it myself." Said Wira. A smile of death rose at the corner of Nurma's lips. The bait's on, right?

"Alright, then I order it down. Borrow my father's phone, considering we're both now better than homeless people. Cell phones don't have any..." Nurma muttered a little at the end of her sentence. But it still sounds obvious by the hero.

"I've ordered a new phone for you, don't insinuate me anymore." Ketus Wira doesn't like it.

"Eh? why sir? no need to rush, you can still make an office phone. It's easy, but if it can be before office hours are over, it should be there." Nurma gave a calm smile, making the Hero melt in annoyance.

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