The Cost of Trust

The Part 187

I'm checking reports from Mr. Samsul with Aziz. Mas Aziz stood behind my chair.

"Look, why should there be purchases of non-essential items? And the price is good too. But why this turn ..nih."

I pointed at the data inside my laptop screen.

"It's deck intentional. We'll try to talk to Sam later. There must be other staff who are taking care of this project. Can't Sam work alone? And.that is, we find out first who is concerned. The procurement section of goods precisely that we must ask first. Then we push Sam."

"Yes mas. But . frankly I don't like violence."

Mas Aziz smiled.

"Mas knows you're a good man. But don't be too good. This is business, not alms. Especially with the wrong people."

Mas Aziz sat at the table facing me who was sitting on the chair.

"Mas should always help and accompany me. I'm afraid, if I make the wrong decision."

Gently, Aziz's hand rubbed my head.

"You always think positive. Thinking is far from the reach of people in general. Why should you be afraid to make a decision?"

"Because I'm human. The place is wrong and khilaf of course. I could have made a mistake. What if my decision hurts someone else? Right for me, but wrong for other people's circumstances?"

"Are you afraid to fire Sam?", asked Aziz.

"Even I haven't thought in that direction!"

Mas Aziz held both of my shoulders.

"Mas, Mr. Sam has long worked and devoted himself to this company. What is my honor to him? He has dedicated his life to our company! Do you have the heart to stop him? Could he change it so he wouldn't make the same mistake? What about his family?"

Mr. Sam who from earlier wanted to enter the Diandra room so undo his intentions.

There was an overwhelming sense of guilt and sin inside his chest.

How could Diandra still think about the fate of his family? While Dian's company money has been dredged for a long time in order to facilitate his wife's son who is a socialite style?

I'll return the money I stole. I'd rather be fired than let down the owner of this company who has been supporting his family.

"Honey.if you want to give a chance, it's up to you. As long as you know, corruption is an acute disease. It can be healed, if there is a will. But the law must go on. If everyone is corrupt, continue to be forgiven. How is there a deterrent effect?"

"But he's corrupt our company's money? Not the state money!"

Mas Aziz chuckled.

"What difference? Still stealing, right? Of course, the corrupt enjoy their own theft, rather than that money we can share with our employees to improve the welfare of employees, right?"

"How much nominal has he got all this time? If only, this would be deck. From that money, we give for employee bonuses every month or every year, more useful is not it?"

Aziz is right.

"How is there such a thought??" I said sulking as I hugged her.

"There's dong. I also learned from you."

"Then anyway? How's story?"

"The tree..there are.....!"

Mr. Samsul completely broke his intention of going into the chamber of Dirut. He would rather go back to his room. His boss chatter was like a rebuke from God he accidentally heard.

After Sam's death, Sharen tries to meet Dian.

Tok.dok...

"Yes.get in!", I asked.

Sharen came into my room. His appearance is still the same. She still looks sexy, it's just progress. He was wearing fur pants and a shirt that accentuated something on his chest.

Mas Aziz looks uncomfortable with the presence of a sexy Sharen so.

"Dec, mas out first huh. If there's anything, call me. The most expensive to the canteen."

"Yes, um."

Aziz came out of our room.

"Yes, is there Miss Sharen? Please sit down."

Sharen sat down in front of me. Tumben he's meeting me.

"What did Miss Sharen see me?"

"I want to talk outside of work, can Mom? It's a break, isn't it? Sorry to interrupt your break."

"Of course you can Miss. What's up?"

"On Julian Bu Dian."

"Why Julian?"

"Can you not get too close to him?"

"What do you mean Miss?"

"I've known Julian for a few years. I know what he is like. Cold, stiff, and too weak. But, since Bu Dian's presence, Julian changed."

"I don't understand Miss."

Sharen smiled mockingly.

"Mom didn't realize that Julian over-treated you?"

Overused? What is excessive? Even I went everywhere with Aziz mas. Some time was indeed alone with Julian, but there was no strange attitude between us.

"More how Miss? I am a married woman, Miss. Even while I was in the office, my husband always accompanied me. So, if Miss Sharen meant to be jealous of me, that doesn't seem to make sense."

I leaned my back against my oversized chair.

"Julian had never admired anyone all this time. But he praised you so much. Even in front of me."

Oh... come on....what is this?

"Miss Sharen, how kind of a heart-to-heart you are. Don't involve anyone else. Especially me? I'm a wife."

"I know. And I understand the romance you and your husband show us."

"Then?"

"But Julian's feelings do you know?"

"Omong empty is Miss Sharen. We try to work professionally. Our relationship is only between his boss and his assistant. That's all."

"But Julian caught her different Bu Dian. "

"It's not Julian who's wrong here, but the way you think and communicate is Miss Sharen."

"Why are you talking like that?"

"Miss Sharen, try to introspect yourself. What's wrong with you Miss. I know, you're engaged to Julian. Should you be this possessive? You don't believe in your own potential partner?"

"It's true, Julian is so open with you. He could say his personal things. About me his fiancee."

"Miss Sharen, I know you're engaged to Julian from my best friend. Stevie. Your cousin's brother, right?"

"Stevia?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"How can you?"

"Of course you can. He's my best friend."

Sharen shook his head. So, Julian's change was because of Diandra or Stevi?

"Julian met Stevi again?"

"Yes. Stevi's staying with me."

Stevi again? I think he's really gotten out of my life! Inner Sharen.