The Crown

That crackle .... ?

Preparing breakfast and provisions for children and husbands as much as possible I took the time. Although the busyness increases because I work too, but my main obligation is as a wife and mother.

After the children and husband left, I left immediately.

"Non, who was fighting with Ms Alea at the time still want not?" ask driver.

Mr. Raga who was sitting in front glanced at me backwards.

"Yes, why?"

"Why do they look familiar?"

"meaning?" I was wondering and curious.

"Mr Arzhan back then was furious at Bu Alea in front. I accidentally heard. Mr. Arzhan said that Ms. Alea was too much. Well, the point is Mr. Arzhan doesn't like Bu Alea suddenly coming and making a fuss."

Did ya? I thought ... astagfirullah, did I have a bad idea about my own husband?

"Not long after Mr. Arzhan left, the woman who had a quarrel came and they seemed familiar to be chatting with laughter."

Hearing my personal chauffeur's statement, it's totally unexpected. I was shocked to hear it.

"What's wrong with Alea? Inside she was seen defending me even though I was suspicious when she introduced herself to everyone."

"Maybe he wants to humiliate Non, who knows."

Is it really like that? Wh why?

"Don't think too much. I will take care of everything later. Now just focus on the company."

Mr. Raga is right. I'd better focus on the problems at the office.

"Why is it like this? Is this company recruiting a security team so rash that they can't keep the cctv."

"Sorry, Mom."

"It's not sorry I want to hear now. Explain how the company's data can be lost all."

"Something corrupted the main data. What makes it strange is that the cctv is really dead. Can you still say it was a coincidence?"

"Now what should we do. Our tender and mou project is all there."

"We're trying to recover data, ma'am."

Meeting was stopped, my head almost broke because the company data was all gone. Without the cctv recording it is impossible to find the culprit.

It is definitely not the work of hackers because one of the main computers is on and it is clear if this is done manually. The perpetrator intentionally left a trace.

The data system is in one of the special rooms. There were only a few people working there, all of them Papa Indra's trust. The only ones who can access it are certain people.

Those in question have been investigated but they have their own powerful alibis.

"Why can the files in my workspace disappear all!"

"Look down, Non."

"How can I calm down, Mr. Raga. There's a project I'm working on. If I can't finish it, then the company's gonna have a billion-dollar finality."

"We asked who was the last employee to come home from the office. What time's?"

"The data center employee's name is Marni, she's coming home around ten p.m. The remaining three were from production and finance. They're coming home between 9 and eleven."

"OK, that means the last one out is the financial section at 23."

"Where are you going?" I asked when Mr. Raga just left.

"Give me time until this office hour is over."

I don't know what that bodyguard is going to do. My head is not playing.

Today except for the production part, all are dismissed. We design, finance, especially my main data no longer exists. Your work all rests on that.

Office hours are set early. Only a few of us are busy trying to recover data with the help of an expert.

"Non." Mr. Raga came running after a long time I waited for him.

"Yes, what's going on with these people?"

"Look at the clock and see the number of people."

Once again I noticed a video from Mr. Raga's phone.

"Where's this recording from?"

"The office." Mr. Raga pointed to the office in front of my office.

Right, they must have a cctv in front of their yard. Anyone who comes out of my office yard will have their cctv detected. Our page is unified.

Why don't I think I'm getting there?

"If our employees are honest, then the person who came home last was more than one person, Non."

"Then, let's find him who's dishonest."

Mr. Raga called the other two bodyguards to accompany me. I know that dishonest person is still in the office.

Seeing me coming in with three bodyguards grabbed the attention of the people who were still in the company.

He who was dishonest seemed busy with the data team that was trying to recover our data.

"Are you making sure of something, Maria?"

The woman I once thought was the best. His face looked astonished as he looked at me with my bodyguards.

"What's up, Mom?"

"I should have asked why?"

"meaning?"

"Why aren't you being honest, Maria?"

"Honestly what, Mom?"

"Why didn't you tell me you came home late yesterday?"

Maria scrunched her forehead.

"Loh, I came home last time, Mom. At that time Dinar and I had a job, we were overtime. I didn't have an interrogation. But I told Dinar I was there that night."

"Dinar said that he ...." Mr. Raga touched my hand. Gesturing me not to continue my words.

"Where is Dina now?" ask Mr. Raga.

"Just come out."

"Come on."

Mr. Raga ran first with me and the other two bodyguards. Footsteps blocked the high'heels, then I let go and ran barefoot.

My steps were left far behind by the three of them, besides these legs were indeed tiny and cute, the robe I was wearing was quite inhibiting, but it was also impossible if I exposed them.

From far away I saw a car being blocked by Mr. Raga, while Dinar looks rebellious from the grip of two other bodyguards.

With bad breath, I asked Mr. Raga for the person in the car to open the windshield.

"Open!"

But the car's glass wasn't open. Many times Mr. Raga asked the car owner to open his car glass, but not digubris.

By force, Mr. Raga made the car glass by force. With his stocky hands, Mr. Raga broke the glass of the car.

However, the person in the car remained silent. Until Mr. Raga again broke the glass until it completely broke.

The person sitting inside while closing himself up in fear of breaking the glass, made me and Mr. Raga surprised. We were both shocked.

What was wrong with me until he acted this far, even the company he disturbed.