THE FORGOTTEN WIFE OF THE CEO

Morning Incident

The dawn prayer awakened the image from deep sleep. Why this morning the feeling of the image is more plump than usual. The Citra Agency is lighter despite some heavy work in refugee camps.

Citra immediately woke up to wake up the children to pray at dawn even though Citra itself was an obstacle that could not carry out the obligations of Muslims. But Citra still has an obligation to guide children to become true Muslims. In the fertilizer from small then the roots will be more firmly standing upright to support the stem that will grow from day to day.

Azzam woke up first. Citra's eldest son had stretched the prayer cloth waiting for mami and his sister to pray at dawn. The single looks even more handsome in a brown dress of maron color. Azzam's maturity became more real as if he was the head of the family.

Look at Azzam without making a sound. Without him knowing it, the child has grown into a teenager. Time flies by fast not waiting for lazy people. Time that has passed cannot return. There is no term to turn back time. Then fill time with useful things. Stay away from anything that goes against our religious teachings.

"Mommy..." Azzam noticed the presence of Citra nearby.

Citra approached Azzam and held the boy in his arms. Citra rarely hugs Azzam because single is like shy to be hugged Citra in front of a crowd.

This morning there were only the two of them, so Azzam did not mind in Citra's embrace. Even Azzam returned Citra's embrace tightly while sticking his face to Citra's chest feeling the warmth of the mother.

"Mi...can Koko ask?"

"Ask what son?" The image caresses Azzam's head lovingly.

"Did papi leave us alone?"

The unexpected image early in the morning of Azzam has demanded answers to past events. The image must clear the problem so that Azzam does not wallow in revenge. A child as small as Azzam does not deserve to judge his own parents.

"Darling.papi does not want to leave mami but papi's grandfather forced papi to leave mami for a reason. Papi's looking for us but there's an obstacle to making Papi not find us. Koko must appreciate papi because she dared to admit wrong!"

"Should ya mi?"

"Mami should know Koko doesn't like papi because she's mommy. Koko defended mami, right?" The image felt a small nod of Azzam in the chest. Citra had suspected from the beginning the cause of Azzam did not like his papi.

"Yes mi..."

"Coko has to learn to love papi. Now wake up Amei for prayer. Mommy's going to the kitchen to prepare breakfast."

Azzam did not ask why Citra did not pray. Azzam was used to it when his mother did not pray. Azzam does not need to ask because his mother does not participate in prayer there must be a cause.

"Mi.." call Azzam before Citra reaches the kitchen.

Citra postponed the move waiting for the continuation of Azzam's speech. Whatever Azzam's talk still has to be appreciated. The image seeks to plant love in Azzam's heart in Alvan. Slowly Azzam would see earnestness in them.

"What's the hell's the crap for?" ask the image patiently.

"Can Koko use the mini laptop papi?"

The image almost forgot the mini laptop that Alvan bought for Azzam. Until this moment Azzam did not touch the goods given by Alvan. How patient Azzam did not use the sophisticated goods even though in his heart. Azzam's resentment overcame the heart's desire using Alvan's sophisticated tools.

"That's papi Koko's gift! Of course it can be used! Whatever is given to Koko is Koko's right! But promise to wear the wise ones!"

"Thank you mi!"

"Cock to mommy? To papi Koko dong! Go then! Prayer time is running out!"

Azzam leaped up the excitement of being able to use the sophisticated tools he peeked at in the morning during the night. A high sense of prestige forbade Azzam from touching Alvan's gifts. Azzam may have forgotten to ever receive Alvan's advanced phone. Basic kids emotion as high as the neck.

The sun began to show orange light in the Eastern hemisphere. A hint of reddish orange slowly appeared to color the sky. The air still cools the skin. The right time to enjoy the soft rays of the morning sun.

Azzam and Afifa are still waiting for breakfast processed by the mother. Inevitably they miss the cuisine of the mother after so many days apart. Azzam I started to cut Alvan's laptop in the living room. Azzam could not hide his admiration for this sophisticated Alan. Tiny cayenne pepper. Internet speed is tens of times that of old Azzam laptops. Azzam laptops are a legacy of Citra during college. Processor is still a model of snail crawling. Slow but can walk.

In the hands of Azzam laptop contemporary model. Intel core i9 x processor. The speed makes it easier for users to do office tasks or college assignments. Azzam's sparkling eyes have found a laptop to suit his taste. Azzam's little hand typed here and there trying the sophistication of the gift from Alvan. Satisfaction was engraved on the face of that handsome single.

Afifa playing tablet watching children's cartoons. The little girl was laughing herself off feeling funny. Azzam did not have time to comment on Afifa's laughter because he was busy with his new toy. The two brothers were immersed in their respective worlds.

"Cocoa....Amei.." There were calls of some different voices. Azzam and Afifa looked at each other with ears, heard more clearly whose voice? More dominant voice Bonar the Batak sangar.

Azzam placed his laptop carefully on the table. Azzam was always painstakingly guarding all his belongings. No matter how small the goods remain valuable in the eyes of Azzam.

Azzam came out to see who came in the morning. Azzam's preoccupation is interrupted by the sound of Bonar's grenade.

The door opened, fresh air vying to enter the house Azzam greet the residents of the house. The air in the room becomes cooler in the fresh wind.

"Good morning triad of village warriors!" azzam's greeting is funny.

"From yok boy's morning! Still cool." invite Bonar to move the left right body relaxes the muscles. Tokcer ran in a show of the robustness of his long legs. The strange thing is precisely Andi, hands pinned at the waist but who moves even the butt. Rocking left right is like a dangdut singer performing on stage.

"Siippp...ijin mami first yes!" Azzam ran small asking permission on Citra in the kitchen.

Azzam is happy to be able to walk in the morning with three village thugs looking for clean air before being slaughtered by acute pollution. Soon the vehicle smoke will fill the air to produce carbon dioxide.

"Mii...Koko jogs with Andi ya!" azzam told Citra.

"Yes..all take Andi for breakfast!"

"There's Brother Totok and Brother Boneng again! What's everyone invited? Isn't it troublesome mami?" the Azzam protest did not have to bother Citra.

"It's okay. Sharing is beautiful. Most mami add teleor ceplok! Go then! Come back quickly!"

"Amei is not coming! It's a boys' show."

"See mi!" Azzam darted back to the living room to meet his beloved sister."Amei...Koko went for a morning run! Amei accompany mami at home huh!"

"Yes ko!" sahut Afifa without seeing Azzam's face. The girl was too engrossed in the spectacle to not open around. Azzam shook his head not knowing what spectacle could attract Afifa's attention.

Azzam left Afifa to join the group of thugs. Previously Azzam closed the door to avoid all bad possibilities.

"Yok brother!" exclaim Azzam spirit of running in the morning burn body calories. Azzam's body is healthy enough for an Azzam. Azzam looks like a big tall Alvan. Azzam's body was already as tall as Citra's.

"Come on!" andi started a small sprint followed by Bonar and Azzam. Tokcer is still busy running in a place that has not been cleared follow the steps of his three best friends.

"Woi Tok..we stay yes!" bonar's screams echoed through one village.

Tokcer waved away the three to run first. Tokcer boasted a longer time than Andi and Bonar. Azzam cannot be considered because he was a child.

"Hhuuu! I scissor nyaho's foot!" sulk Bonar was annoyed at Tokcer's arrogance. The feet are proud. What other furniture is also to be exhibited to be proud of?

"Gue doain thumbs up against a rat!" timpal Andi Tokcer swearing at the laughter of Bonar and Azzam. You know that Andi has already grinned his lips to the left. Lips stacked on the left like a person has a stroke.

Tokcer's arrogance reasoned. It did not take long Alvan driver was already near the third who first ran. Tokcer grinned the horse mocking the lack of another leg.

"Company.and soon osteoporosis!" chirps Andi melengos do not want to see the haughty look of Tokcer.

"Yeah! My legs are strong from the sono! You can run as fast as lightning!"

"The offspring of horses!"

"Kok know?" oolok Tokcer added to Andi's joke.

"It looks like a lumping horse!"

"Damn lhu! Kirain muji I'm sturdy as a horse! Fall to lumping horse." Tokcer chased Andi to award an angry horse kick to Andi's ass.

Azzam and Bonar haha hihi were happy to see the cuteness of their friend. Fresh jokes in the morning.

Before they turned to the end of the road, in front of the road stood two mothers wearing colorful batik negligee. One fat sagged and the other skinny dry like he didn't eat ten years.

The two mothers ruffled their waists against the road not allowing the four young men to pass through the fence of their bodies. Automatic these four young men stopped not daring to pass. Not brave but respect for parents.

"Assalamualaikum Bu Siti Bu Maryam." said Andi politely.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Ance..basik did you take Tokcer to work in the office? You should have brought your son to work in the office. Kasim is Tokcer's kayak driver!" said the fertile Maryam Ma'am.

Andi gawking. What dreams did he have last night early in the morning to spray mother-mom. What's wrong is he invited his close friends to work. Laws from which friends should not seek money lawfully.

"Mom.and I didn't enter Tokcer but Azzam! The company owns Papi Azzam. Papi Azzam needs a driver, yes he asked his papa to hire Tokcer." Andi swiped so that she could escape from the spray of mothers again emotions.

"Baty Azzam? Since when did Azzam have papi? Don't add it! Anyway Kasim should work as your office driver. I saw Tokcer's mother ride in an expensive car. Mother also wants to." exclaimed Maryam increasingly loudly inviting the neighbors out of the house to see the free commotion in the morning.

"My son is sadikin too! Tasty Tokcer and Bonar pacing back and forth in an expensive car! We want to too! Hey you Ance.From tomorrow you bring Kasim and Sadikin to work in a tall building. Wear tiered clothes and suits like in soap operas. Watch out if you don't ask Sadikin!" nimbrung skinny mom dry.

Andi's tongue was suddenly gone, unable to speak anymore. Tokcer and Bonar were amazed to resemble spirit lost people. Morning that should be full of laughter why turned tense like gini. Azzam was more confused as a scapegoat by Andi. Azzam was involved in the work of the three concoctions. They were present at Alvan's office without Azzam's knowledge.

"Wait nek! This must be a misunderstanding...Brother Tokcer and Brother Bonar cooperate papi I not because Azzam but it is needed" said Azzam representing Andi clear up the problem.

Miss Maryam pleaded to the presumptuousness of Azzam to interfere in adult affairs.

"Hey little boy..Who's your papa? Don't carelessly ng I have a papi office in a tall building."

"Mom.we do work in the office of his father Azzam! Otherwise how's Azzam's papa entrusting us with expensive cars." Tokcer tried to explain the matter so that there was no misunderstanding.

"Baty Azzam? Since when did Azzam have rich papi?"

"Yes since Azzam was born! How did our mother get a job? Not work said village thugs. What the hell do you want?" said Bonar increasingly do not understand what his mother wants less vitamin it.

"You want Kasim's mom to change Tokcer's fancy car!" Miss Maryam immediately expressed the intention of the heart.

"Sadikin replacein Ance works in a tall building!" keep Miss Siti raising her chin up.

"Mom.it's a big office! Not the market can do as it pleases. We have our own fields! It can't be as sweet as a kayak in the market. Can play bluff and then rob people's areas. Guarding the office are police and military. Wrong dor!" Andi had to lie for good. The second model village people talk only rely on large sounds without filtering. Nyerocos as sweet as a snore.

"But why can Tokcer work?" mother Maryam asked softly after hearing the apparatus.

"What am I wrong, Mom? I'm looking for sustenance to live my mother! We are looking for money lawfully. No man, no thief, no cheat! If the mother's son wants to work come and apply in the office Mr. Alvan papi Azzam. You must not force the will. It's against the law!" Tokcer tried to patiently explain how to enter the work. Not in a brutal way of forcing one's own will.

"Will Kasim be accepted?" asked Miss Maryam began to lose the arrogant attitude that was towering earlier.

"That's not our authority! Mr. Alvan is out of town. Maybe he'll come back tomorrow. Try to apply for a job politely! Mothers understand that, don't they!"

"But I want to ride in an expensive car like your mother!" whinek Bu Maryam makes Andi anxious. Basic shirk people, do not see others happy.

"Mom.it's Azzam's car! The car was placed here specifically to shuttle Azzam and Afifa to the school. Not for fun."