THE HEAVEN THAT IS TAKEN AWAY

Part 11: I'm Tired of His Attitude and War

Geck! Geck! Tok

I squirmed slowly when I heard the door coming from outside my room. I wonder who knocked on the door of the midnight room like this.

"Rianti, are you awake, son?" slowly opening my eyes, I glanced towards the wall clock.

"astaga." I was shocked, it was six in the morning. I woke up this time, it was morning. Before, I never woke up like this.

I usually set the alarm on my phone, but why didn't it go off this morning and didn't wake me up. I grabbed the phone I put on the nightstand and checked, and I forgot to turn on the alarm last night.

"it's just right to fall asleep like this, it turns out my phone alarm is off." I said to myself, it feels so upset.

"Mulet." Mama's voice came back, I then put the phone back on the nightstand.

"yes ma. Rianti is awake, coming out soon. Rianti was still getting ready, ma" I replied as I hurried to get a towel and headed for the bathroom.

I took an extra quick shower this morning, after the shower I continued to take ablution. I perfected my wudhuku, after all I did not want the prayers that I was doing in vain because of imperfect ablution.

I immediately performed the morning prayer service, although the time was almost morning. I believe that Allah is forgiving and all-knowing, He will receive one's worship when done with earnestness.

After finishing the morning prayer, I felt my feelings calm and peaceful. I then cleaned my face and prayer mat, then put it where it should be.

Before leaving the room, I put myself as pretty as I could. I don't want to stray away from my mom, she's still beautiful and graceful despite her age.

As the daughter of the owner of the company, I have to show my identity in front of everyone. I will not give the slightest gap to others to underestimate and bring me down. They must acknowledge my existence.

"perfect" I praised myself at the last touch, my appearance is now perfect. I never thought before I could look like this, it was just a dream for me.

I immediately went out of the room and stepped in with confidence. I immediately joined mama and mas Roland, who first ate their breakfast.

"assalamualaikum, good morning ma!" I greeted my mother, dropping weights on the chair.

I looked at Roland with a smile, raising both eyebrows. I tried to tease her this morning, so that her relationship would be closer and warmer.

Mas Roland glared, he raised both of his eyeballs to me. I laughed when I saw the response Roland showed.

"you slept late last night, brother"

"no mas, I went straight to sleep after praying Isya. Why is it mas."

"kok can be bad luck, you are not usually late to wake up. Usually, you wake up early. What are you thinking about?" Roland asked, he looked serious.

"there's nothing, I just forgot to activate the hp alarm." I answer what it is.

"oh so. I thought you were thinking something. You should talk to the mas if there's a problem, don't you yourself dik."

"yes, I." I nodded towards Roland, my heart was happy when listening to the words that Roland had just thrown.

"let's have your breakfast here!"

"alright, man." I could only briefly answer Roland's every word, my esophagus feeling choked.

There was something clogging my esophagus, I was happy but I could not say all the words were fused in the blue day of my feelings. It is true that blood is thicker than water, even though it is pure and holy.

Those words are evident now, even though Roland and I were separated long ago. She cares and loves me so much, I can't express how happy I am right now.

I hurried to finish my breakfast, not waiting for the food on the plate to move to my stomach. We immediately ended the breakfast ritual, for a moment we sat down for a moment to give food a chance to enter the stomach perfectly.

The three of us immediately went to the office, today is the day of judgment against the Ringgo. He must be responsible for the fraud he committed.

We arrived at the office on time because we did not meet traffic jams, my mother and I went straight to our office. Once there, I did not find the whereabouts of Ringo's mas.

I saw no sign that he had arrived, nor was his briefcase on the table. I make sure today he's late again like yesterday, he's just looking for things with mama.

I don't think, why is he often late for work? His appearance was messy, arriving at the office his face was always tangled. I sometimes feel sorry for the tears in his face, but when I think about his nature and behavior I feel sick and hate for him.'

"apparently, he hasn't come yet either. Does he not intend to work?" mama muttered softly, but I could hear what she said clearly.

I looked at the watch that was coiled around my wrist, it turned out to be half nine. Mas Ringgo was really outrageous, he was nearly two hours late.

"what are we going to do now ma?" I asked my mom, confused about what to do.

"we checked the other financial statements first, mama suspected he was embezzling even bigger funds" said Mama while taking some files from the desk of the Ringgo mas.

We started to check the data and try to adjust it to the existing financial statements. Mama seemed very focused, I looked at her and watched her work from my desk. He is absolutely amazing, I salute him for his work spirit.

A few minutes later, I heard footsteps coming into our office. Instantly, I turned towards the door turned out to be the Ringgo mas who came.

He looked breathless while his appearance was tangled, it could be said his appearance was now unlike that of a person working in an office.

"assalamualaikum, sorry buk I came late."

"sorry Mr. Ringgo, do you know what time it is? Don't you have a clock at home?" mama started to pick up Ringo's mas with questions.

Mas Ringgo could only look down, he did not dare to look at mama.natural he behaved like that, mama is creepy if angry again.

"now that it's half ten, are you actually intending to work or not?"

"sorry buk, I was stuck in traffic so I arrived at the office."

"i will not accept any reason, your reason cannot be denied Mr. Ringgo." Mama said in a very firm tone while her eyes stared intently at the ravenousness of Kinggo.

Mas Ringgo was getting bowed, he could no longer answer mama's question.