
Marissa is currently working on a report that she will give to Rama, having previously sent via email to her assistant. There are some things that need to be revised, and it has been done well.
The girl's attention was distracted when she heard the voice she had missed for more than a week. Rama, the man walked closer to his desk, followed by Ivan.
It looks like the boss and his assistant were talking, and the opportunity was used by the beautiful secretary to just tidy up his appearance.
"perfect." He muttered as he looked at the reflection of himself in the small mirror he always carried.
The woman stood as Rama and Ivan were in front of her desk. Putting on a smile as sweet as possible so that Rama was enchanted. However, the man continued to pass into his room. Suddenly her sweet smile faded.
"Ehem..." Deheman Ivan turned his gaze to Marissa who had previously centered on Rama.
"Please prepare the file I requested yesterday, Mr. Rama will check it immediately." Ivan Pinta.
"Good, sir."
Rama's assistant passed by and entered the room of his boss. Soon Marissa prepared the report file requested by Ivan. Do not forget to fix the dress he wore, because he will soon enter the room Rama.
Tok.dok...
"Lake in."
Marissa stepped confidently closer towards Rama's table. The sound of the clattering of his heels rhymed following the footwork of his ranks.
"Good morning, sir. This is the document you requested."
The woman handed the document to Rama. This is one of the things he likes the most. Delivering documents or the like, in order to enjoy the beautiful face before him at this time closer.
"Thank you, you can go." Rama said after the documents moved into his hands.
A little disappointed, because he had not completed his longing for his boss. But inevitably he had to leave immediately. He does not want if his image is bad in front of Rama.
Ivan watched every move of the secretary. Apparently the woman was trying to grab the attention of their boss. But there seemed to be no sign of interest shown by the man who was looking at the documents in his hand.
After reading and studying the contents of the document in his hands, Rama briefly discussed with his assistant. Although his status was only as an assistant, Rama also positioned Ivan as his advisor. Ivan has accompanied him for almost six years, since the business began. Ivan is the son of Pak Andi's personal assistant in his office. Although he is younger than Rama, his ability is beyond doubt.
***
The roar of the car engine is heard entering the yard of the house. Gegas Hasna opened the door, welcoming the arrival of her husband.
A sweet smile is revealed when Rama gets out of the car. But she was not alone, but with a man Hasna predicted to be younger than her husband.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Mas." Sapa Hasna's.
"Wa'alaikumussalam." Answer the two men simultaneously.
Ivan looked at Rama and Hasna in turn, as if asking who was the woman who welcomed their arrival. Moreover, the house occupied by Rama today is the house he bought last month at the request of Rama.
Hasna only smiled and nodded slightly as Ivan looked at her, as Hasna had no intention of introducing herself. Apparently Rama understood Ivan's gaze which implied the question of who Hasna was.
"Ehem... Hasna, meet me, this is Ivan." Rama.
Again, the woman nodded and smiled. Ivan, who was about to extend a hand, broke his intention. Because Hasna first put her palms together in front of her chest.
"Ivan, this is Hasna...." Rama hung up his sentence and stared at Hasna.
"Far away from Papa."
The smiles on both corners of Hasna's lips slowly faded, along with the sentence her husband had said just now. Rama introduces Hasna, his wife as a distant relative of his parents. And it succeeded in making her pride as a wife hurt. The pain was many times greater than when snapped and ignored by Rama. It hurts more than when discussing marriage and children last night.
Is that worthless to him? Was she not the woman she expected to be her companion? Or perhaps worse, Rama was already preparing to leave him.
Ivan followed him from behind. As for Hasna, the woman tried so that nothing dripped from her eyes began to condense.
In the living room there was only Ivan, maybe Rama was cleaning himself in his room.
"Sir Ivan, what do you want to drink?" Tawar Hasna's.
"No need to mbak Hasna, I'm just for a minute. Just waiting for the file from Mr. Rama." Refuse smooth.
Before long, Rama also came down with a map in his hand. Looks like he just went upstairs without cleaning first. After getting the file, Ivan immediately resigned.
Now they both live in the living room. Saying nothing, Hasna began to move from where she stood. But his steps came to a halt as Rama spoke.
"I want to eat now."
There was no reason for Hasna to refuse. This was already part of her duty as a wife, serving the needs of the husband.
Husband? Hasna smiled wryly while pinning the predicate of the husband on Rama. The man who has taken the responsibility of his guardian, who made the sacred promise of marriage before God and the witnesses. But call him only a distant relative of his in-laws. I don't know what that guy was thinking.
Apparently Rama immediately positioned himself on the dining table chair. Waiting for Hasna to get food as she always did. But tonight looks different. There was no smile that usually always adorned Hasna's lips.
After giving a plate of rice and its complement, Hasna began to sit where she usually ate. The woman said nothing, not even touching the food. Tonight, she only accompanied her husband to a meal, not a dinner together.
"You don't eat?" Rama asked, as the plate in front of Hasna did not change position.
"Mas Rama, I ate." The lie.
How could he desire to eat, when his heart and mind are so chaotic. Let alone to enjoy the food in front of him, being near Rama for now also feels so torturous Hasna.
Hasna remained silent on her position, until Rama finished his dinner alone.
"I'm sorry, if you were offended when I introduced you as Papa's distant relative. I just_"
"It's okay. I should have been conscious of the position. We are married only in debt. So Mas Rama doesn't have to feel bad for me." Sahut Hasna before Rama finished his sentence
For a moment Rama noticed the water on his wife's face. It seemed that those eyes were emitting wounds. However, Rama is not really ready if those who are out there know the status of his marriage to Hasna. Not ready if later, when he can accept Hasna as his wife, he will just be left behind. His heart was still deeply wounded by the betrayal in the past.
"If there's nothing to talk about anymore, Hasna says she'll take a break."
Without waiting for Rama's approval, Hasna immediately got up and stepped towards her room.
After the room was tightly closed, the woman's body immediately fell to the floor along with a clear circle that broke through forcefully in both eyes.
His heart is very sick. He was still trying to accept the treatment of Rama all this time. But that doesn't mean his heart doesn't feel anything. Pain, disappointment, anger, all mixed to fill the chest cavity is increasingly crowded.
Could she have to get used to it from now on, positioning herself as a stranger in her own husband's home. Not interfere with each other's affairs as Rama had said before. What kind of household are they living in right now?
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