SURVIVING BECAUSE OF STATUS

ACCOMPLISHMENT

It seems like my ex-husband's shame has broken up. How he still tenaciously says I'm his wife. Until it runs out of sense to face it. Scolded, yelled at humiliated denigrated until dumped already. But all that didn't work out, as if what I did had no effect on him

My anger was considered a joke, my threat was considered wind then. The only way to deal with it is to be silent. Whatever he said I never answered. Thinking about the continuation of my life is far more important than serving that crocodile scum.

I was standing in front of a large building that had just been filled with retail items. Well, this is my hard work. It's not in vain that I'm running this. There are already two large warehouses that I have in this city. I am proud this time because this is purely the result of my hard work without involving anyone.

Now that I can breathe a sigh of relief, two more months of my studies are over. Waiting for graduation. I offer infinite gratitude, though the road is not easy. Many obstacles, difficulties even almost give up many times I experienced. Tired for sure, but my determination has been unanimous that my life I live so how in the future I have to fight.

Finally, after three years of living in this city, I am grateful for my achievements. My college and career went well. There is no wasted struggle. Hard work, smart work and prayer always accompany my steps.

I set my feet lightly without burden, walking with confidence. A warehouse, and an office that I designed into one. To make it easier for me to control my place of business, I chose this place because the distance is not too far from the campus.

My house has moved, I bought a two-story house that is not too big. The location is close to the office which is only six months I inaugurated this. quite comfortable for my residence and Rania.

Enter my work space, after having my employees numbering 10 people. Sitting in a chair with a futuristic table and arrangement, I bring in a special someone who is an expert in designing office interiors. To look comfortable and provide a lot of inspiration when my mind starts to dead end.

A knock on the door sounded, a beautiful woman entered after I had pardoned.

“ini no invitation award from our partner company bu,” name meilani. I called her mei. Smart women graduate in economics.

Hard worker, tenacious and neat work. It was not in vain that I made him my personal assistant. All her business is handled, if I'm not. One more thing, he's honest. A plus for this long haired beauty.

“thank you may, oiya during mom stay yesterday, is there konsort” well, I leave all affairs to meilani for two weeks. I'm taking care of the thesis.

“no ma'am, all I've handled. From suppliers, and manufacturers and distributors everything is in order, there are only a few files that you need to sign.”

“thank you may, the file took me to my room” I said, the young woman passed. A moment later came again with some files in his hand.

Consultation with a supervisor. Search for referrals, revisions. My world's been around that for two weeks. Until then I have all passed. My focus now, switch to this company.tired for sure, but I enjoy it. There is Rania as my life's encouragement.

I will receive the award as the best young entrepreneur of the year he said. From the largest private bank that held this event, it is still a month away. There's still time to prepare myself. Consult with my subscription boutique designer. To adjust to the theme so that later no wrong costume.

I took a deep breath, smiling at the thought of a flashback to my life that was no less dramatic than a soap opera.

If anyone asks me how I'm related to Rania's father. Fine, very good. The silent moves I did when the men were seducing me, until finally he was tired himself. But for Rania's sake I'll do it so that everything looks good.

The good news is, Rania is now starting to understand, the second grade boy had understood about our condition, that we are no longer husband and wife. But still can be a good father and mother for Rania.

But not so with Mas Amir, the man persistently said that I had instigated Rania with lies, even he was angry when we talked by phone. I let him vent his anger. Silence is gold. And I am the winner. He gave up, when the video call with Rania did not ask me the slightest question, not even wanting to talk to me like he used to.

One by one my life began to feel light, the obstacles that I could have gone through. Sometimes the feeling of longing for the father and mother is sagging, crying is the way when the longing comes. Only prayer can I say that both are given health, until we are reunited.

Going home, once in a while the thought came to pass just to let go of this longing for the person who loves me sincerely, to meet my mother and father. Until it crossed my mind to bring them to live with me here. But I dare not show my face in front of them. My escape must have left a deep wound.

***

“syafira Aini, as the best of young entrepreneur if the year” the voice of the host loudly mentioned my name at the venue of a five-star hotel in this city. A loud applause rang out all over the corner of the event room.All the invitations were looking around, looking back and forth. Look for the face that the MC mentioned.

I walked gracefully, in a maroon-colored dangling dress, garnished a simple embedded sequin, with a swirl to the back of the neck and the rest of the hijab dangling backward. Shoes with heels as high as 5cm became my choice. A smile expands in my steps.

Hundreds of invited eyes were present in the ballroom of this hotel, irrigating my steps towards the stage to receive the award trophy.

Proud, haru, and happy mixed into one. This is a bonus for my hard work. It never occurred to me that I would be at this point now.

I who was just an ordinary housewife never thought of becoming a businessman like now. It turns out that the painful events I experienced brought me wisdom. Waking up I lived my life to the top like now.

One directed me to take a position standing on the stage, the applause that was crowded now, has subsided. A host took over the situation.

“on this happy night's occasion to award the trophy and the award charter will be handed over by the CEO OF GLOBAL GROUP as the main sponsor of this event, he said, to the honorable father fatih we gave” MC's voice surprised me. These things

My chest was pounding violently, discomfort instantly enveloped me. The heat of this room burst into my respiratory senses. Dozens of air conditioners seemed to have no effect whatsoever.

Pride, which had accumulated in the chest, disappeared instantly. It has changed countless disappointments. I looked down how I forgot, that this branch of the company is all over Indonesia. How can I not examine the logo of this company is also listed there.

I think he's just sponsoring, won't be involved in the handing over of the charter. I looked down and hid my face between the shame and annoyance that came together.

Screaming through the tail of the eyes, I stared at the dashing man walking with steady steps towards the stage. A beautiful model approached, he handed a tray containing a trophy and a charter towards the fatih bang.

The man took it and handed it to me. I did not dare to look him in the eye, looking down was the way I avoided his gaze.

“congratulations for your success and achievements mother syafira” congratulations thrown from her lips do not necessarily make me proud. There was a sneering tone, as if what I got tonight was meaningless in front of the man wearing this navy suit.

“maybe there is a message to be conveyed by the mother syafira for tonight's presentation, let's welcome mother syafira” mc voice breaks my mind. Building me up out of a daydream about shame.

The words of greeting with pride that I had prepared from home evaporated somewhere. Lost somewhere. The meeting I didn't plan changed everything. Oh, how the world is this narrow as if this man is following me wherever I go.

Go to the podium, take the microphones. I took a deep breath, looking straight ahead. The man who handed over the charter was already sitting back to his original place. He caught me sharp from the line of important people on this show.no smile was just a cold look.

A little bit of my guts shrieked, I never got such a look from him. In front of me he will always be meek, ignorant and attentive. Don't ask me how she feels. From the look in his eyes I already knew that he was holding back anger. Well I was wrong, later I'll apologize, he will definitely forgive me. Not easily.

“thank you God's presence, thanks to the abundance of His grace I can stand proudly in this place, thank you to both my parents, and also my daughter Rania. Hopefully this award can be an encouragement for me in the future work. My message is not to be afraid of failure, rising up is the benchmark of success someone starts. I would like to thank everyone involved in my success. Which I cannot mention one by one.” That's a welcome word that's just a few I remember. Thankfully, I was nervous and soon mastered it.

I took a few steps back, then looked down respectfully, and passed off the stage. The clapping of hands sounded again. Along the way to the seat, hundreds of pairs of eyes returned looking at me proudly. I bowed respectfully. And sit back in the place.

“after the show is over mom don't go home first, anyone wants to meet” I'm shocked, the woman sitting next to me whispered. Since when did this woman sit there in a GLOBAL GROUP security uniform.I did not notice or she was suddenly there.