The Cost of Trust

The Part 204

"Gue's coming home. Yes, on your bike I brought it home."

"Yes!", I replied briefly.

Fai left my room.

"Mas, how does my feeling not good you to Surabaya ya mas?"

"Ssssttt said what the hell, baby?", Aziz hugged me tightly.

"How many days is there?"

"Not yet, maybe a day or two. Wh why? Can't get far from me? Hem???", asked mas poking my chin and then a short kiss my lips.

I also drowned my head in his chest. I don't know what feeling I'm having. I don't feel like I want to get away from Aziz.

"Yes, um."

"If your position was only a rich housewife yesterday, you would have brought you. But now it is different, you also have to take care of many things. Diaz and DWP, you have to take care of that, right?"

"Yes, I know!", this time I started kissing her. For a while we exchanged Saliva.

"Darling..kamu again why the hell? So richly spoiled? I'm just going to Surabaya deck."

"Yes, I know you. But...."

"Dengerin mas deck, mas will not repeat the mistakes of mas like yesterday."

"Yes, I believe you. But that's not what I'm worried about. I don't know what....!"

Again Aziz grabbed my shoulder.

"Wish you to go home safely."

I nodded in his arms.

"When are you planning to leave?", I raised my head.

"Later tonight."

Cup.mas Aziz kissed my forehead.

"I'll have Julian prepare a flight ticket for tonight."

I rise from my couch. But Aziz grabbed me again.

"Don't worry, you can do it yourself. Just go with me first, okay?!"

Aziz came back to kiss me. It's just that, because we know where we are.

Our activity stopped when someone knocked on the door. We also released our link.

"Come in!", my word when Aziz and I have both tidied up.

It turns out that Mr. Sam, the financial manager I was rebuked yesterday.

"Please sir!", I said, inviting Sam to sit down.

Sam was sitting in front of me.

"Bu Dian. And.all that I have taken secretly I will give it back to you."

I saw Aziz folding both hands on his chest while leaning his back against the sofa.

"really? Has Mr Sam been admitting and aware of Mr Sam's mistakes all this time?"

He's nodding. I am older than Papa Umar. But he's still working to meet the needs of his family, eh. Julian's been investigating about Sam's family.

"I resigned, too, if you hand me over to the Bu Dian police."

I tapped my finger at the table. What am I gonna do? Am I really going to imprison him?

"How much will Sam give me back?"

"Everything I stole from DWP ma'am."

Oh, my God. Is there anyone like this? If the corruptor of this country model sir Sam mah... guaranteed.... impossible!!!!

"If it is less? How'd Sam pay off?", now I crossed my hand on my chest.

"I'll get a loan!"

How could he find a loan? He's this old, what guarantee?

"How many years has Sam served in DWP?"

"Nearly twenty years old ma'am."

"Twenty years???" I asked to convince myself. Sam sir just nodded.

"So, after Mr Sam has served for twenty years, Mr Sam feels entitled to what is not your right?", asked flatly

Mr. Sam is down.

What's in your plans anyway Dek?, Inner Aziz.

Sam suddenly looked up. In his heart, he resigned if going to prison. Toh ...during this he has enjoyed DWP money quite a lot.

"Will Miss Dian put me in jail? If so, I resigned Ma'am!", said Mr. Sam lethargic.

"How much is the salary of the regular staff here, Mr Sam?", I asked.

"About six to seven million ma'am."

"I want you to resign as a manager here. give up all DWP assets and...you still work here, but.... as a regular staff how?".", I asked.

Sam looked at me without blinking. Mas Aziz advanced himself from the sofa he was sitting on.

"What's? Ordinary staff?", repeated Sam sir.

"Dek...?!", call Aziz. But I just showed my palm towards Aziz, to forbid him from speaking of course. Aziz obeyed me.

"Why Mr Sam? You willing?" Or...you feel burdened for just being a regular staff?"

Mr. Sam shook his head slowly. Unexpectedly, he shed his tears.

"I only have two options, Sam. In prison, or working here as a regular staff like my other employees."

"Thank you. Thank you, Dian. I didn't think you would give me that chance. I am willing to be a regular staff. Let alone the regular staff ma'am, so even ob I want."

Mr. Samsul was stunned in his seat.

What the hell is Diandra? Inner Aziz.

"I'm just positioning you as the head of Sam's family. I know, you're still carrying your son who's still in college, right?"

Sam sir is back. He suddenly got up and knelt before me.

I also moved backwards.

"Thank you Ms. Dian .. thanks..!", Mr. Sam wiped his tears.

"Wake up Sam. I am also an ordinary person. I'm younger than you."

Sam is awake. He still doesn't believe Diandra's decision, his new boss. But he had resigned if he had to spend years in prison.

"Start tomorrow. You will quit the finance department. Julian will put you in the right position for you. Please return to your room to pack. So, when someone has replaced you your room is clean of your belongings."

"Thank you again Miss Dian, excuse me!"

Sam left my room.

"Sir...why do you give her a chance anyway?"

"He has a family. Kasian right? After all, he will also hand over DWP assets."

"Our KPK officials are rich, there are no corruptors who are unable to let alone have an ott."

"I'm glad I'm not a KPK official, mas hehehe."

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[Assalamualaikum Bah, why?]

[Guardiansalam]

Abah's voice sounded so loud, Fai also distanced from his ears.

[You ask why?]

Ah, Paijo must have reported the same Abah! Inner Fai.

[Yes, Fai doesn't know bah?]

[Jonathan says.].

[Yes, Fai knows. Fai explained at home huh Bah. Now Fai is again the same papa Umar, in Dian's office]

[So... This all has to do with Dian?]

[Over precisely Aziz bah! Yes, well, later Fai explained. Assalamualaikum]

Fai immediately hung up his phone call.

Papa Umar who accidentally one more elevator with Fai also asked.

"What's the problem with Aziz Fa?"

"No, a small problem. It's in order. Abah just our office in Surabaya."

"Owh.", said papa Umar briefly.

*****

May your help be in vain, Fai. And.then do not create misunderstandings between Lo-Lo on.

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