The Cost of Trust

The Part 185

Monthly meetings begin.

"Assynolajet. Good morning.by noon all!", I began to greet those in this meeting room. Some answered my greetings, some were silent. In my office, there are many non-Muslims. And.it's not a constraint. Anyone is treated the same regardless of SARA.

"Can we start now?", I asked. Mas Aziz sat next to me. He's really like my personal assistant, just not just an assistant at work. But he's my real boss and my priest, of course. 😊5、3

One by one the division heads gave his report. And the longest is certainly the financial part. Because everything has to be detailed. And. I know, Aziz understands better than myself. Mas Aziz taught me how to see and learn everything.

"Sir, there is no balance in this section. Try asking directly. But , if possible not in front of the other division heads. Let's just talk to him", Aziz whispered to me.

I know what Aziz meant. He definitely did not want to embarrass our financial staff in the presence of his co-workers.

"alright. Today's meeting is over. and.sorry.Pak Samsul, please stay in this room for a while. Something I don't understand."

Everyone out of the room. Remaining me, Aziz, Julian and Samsul sir.

"Pak Samsul!", call me slowly.

"Ready Bu Dian!", Mr. Samsul looks nervous.

"Look easy sir. I just want to ask!", I said again. Mr. Samsul nodded.

"This sir, my husband and I found here.!", I pointed to a financial statement paper.

"This..why not balance sir? But... his expenditure why can it be the same? I don't understand Mr. Samsul", I asked again.

Mr. Samsul looks nervous. Julian stood behind me while folding both his hands.

This is what I'm waiting for! New move from new boss. All this time I wanted to warn the finance staff, but I realized I had no authority. The only ones entitled were Mr. Kendra and Ms. Dian herself.Batin Julian. He also smiled meaningfully.

"Can you explain, sir?", I asked in front of Mr. Samsul.

Mr. Samsul also explained about the error in his report.

"Is that so? All right, I'll try checking it again later."

Samsul nodded in understanding. Please allow permission to leave the meeting room .

"Wait sir!", I said.

Mr. Samsul stopped and came back to face me.

"Why, Miss Dian, is there anything still unclear?"

"Yes. I would like, Mr. Samsul to revise this report. And.yes.one more. I also want to check the previous reports. Mr. Samsul doesn't mind right?", I asked right in front of my eyes. I did only catch a glimpse, but I knew there was cheating here. From the beginning of the report to the final stage, everything seems to have been coordinated. So, at a glance.all looks very good. I don't know, maybe my eyes and Aziz's eyes are too observant.

Mr. Samsul also responded.

"well Miss Dian, I will submit the report" Samsul said bowed.

"One more Mr. Samsul!"

"Yes Ma'am?!", asked Samsul.

"In addition to the report earlier, please give me a soft copy. Can't you?", I asked.

Mr. Samsul was surprised to hear my request.

Mas Aziz and Julian smiled looking at Samsul's suddenly pale-faced expression.

Mucus! Inner Samsul.

I think he's easy on the club. She's just a housewife all along, apparently....

"Hallo's? Mr Samsul? I asked you why not answer?"

"Bbbaikk ma'am, I'll hand her over later. I'll take you to mom's room!"

"Well, thank you in advance Sam!", I said.

Samsul was seen sighing . Maybe he's relieved to get out of the tiger cage. Yes, MaCan's cage. Beautiful Man 😆😆😆 confident little nothing is yes.

"Emang there are songs that you see other than the one that I showed you on deck?", asked Aziz to me.

"Huum! Nih?!", I pointed again. Aziz and Julian looked at each other.

"This detail?", asked Aziz.

"Yes!", I replied briefly.

"Mas alone who used to work on it is not to think here and there. Isn't that so Jul?", Aziz asked Julian for his opinion.

"Then anyway? Owh..that means.you don't understand women."

Aziz and Julian scrunched their forehead.

"What do you mean deck???"

"Hahaha..always , don't try that comp."

Aziz and Julian looked at me in surprise.

"Here, I say yes. That woman, the best financial manager. We used to manage household finances. So, if there are expenses that are considered inappropriate. Don't underestimate us women, let alone housewives. Do not spend by pouring millions of funds, buy Roy*o to cook just there is a trace of it!", I said at length while illustrating with my daily expenses.

"I've been retired a long time, but don't forget. I am also the best graduate in my college. Diandra Saputri S.Tr.Ak!"

Mas Aziz and Julian shook their heads to hear my spiciness.

"Why do you see me that way? Wrong ?", asked.

"Yes.yes, my wife is indeed a financial hermit!" said Aziz. Whether it's a compliment, or a reproach.

But I heard it like a mockery.

"Why? Indeed what is wrong with my words?", I asked put on an annoyed face.

Julian also changed his expression.

"Sorry Miss Dian, Mr. Aziz. Excuse me for my room?!", Julian left us both.

They must be hanging again. But it's easy too. What a special couple! If only, there was one more Diandra model woman?! Inner Julian.

"Darling..don't be angry!", woo Aziz.

He's coming closer to me.

Cup... affectionately kiss my forehead.

"If you are like this, the acceleration of your punishment. Don't want to wait until home!", aziz threatened.

"Iih.kamu mah mas! Tau ah..!", I left her in the meeting room. Aziz only chuckles at the behavior of his beloved wife.

In another room....

"Julian!", Sharen grabbed Julian's hand.

"What the hell is Ren? It's in the office. And in the office, we're colleagues. Don't get involved with work. Here, I'm your boss!"

"Julian! Why have you been ignoring me lately? Ever since you had your new boss, you haven't had time for me."

"Sharena. Enough's enough! I'm lazy to argue with you!", Julian died Sharen in front of his room. But Sharen followed Julian all the way inside.

"I'm not done talking Julian!"

"What else is Ren???", Julian began to emotion.

"Don't tell me you're putting your heart on your new boss."

"Dragon's talking!", Julian pointed at Sharen's face with his index finger.

"Why? You are afraid of being caught with Aziz sir, is it????!", asked Sharen loudly.

"Sharen!", it was almost as if his sturdy palm was slapping Sharen's cheek.

"What's? You're gonna slap me, okay?"

"Exit Ren. I don't want any mistakes!", Julian said calmly.

"Slowly you will admit it!"

Sharen came out of Julian's room.

Why would Sharen think that? Is he able to see clearly my stature at Diandra? Did I show too much that I was watching her? What the hell am I doing? As far as I know, I only apply the polite actions of subordinates to his superiors! Why would Sharen think that?

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Well Lo..from awe could be....

Careful Julian!