The Injured Heart.
part 35's
..."I wonder to those who choose to be happy with their own choices and not see if happy parents are happy too, if you can make happy by making your parents happy too, he said, why did you choose to be happy yourself? "...
...Zahira Al - Mahyra....
***
This morning everyone was seen gathering in the dining room for breakfast.
At the dining table are available a variety of Zahira's hard-earned food that has been rummaging through the contents in the refrigerator.
Everyone enjoyed breakfast with wisdom, the proof of which was all busy chewing with their food.
Zahira only ate a little because he had to go to the office immediately.
"Zahira is done, Zahira wants to go to work first" he told everyone.
The tantenya immediately saw the neat Zahira and then turned to look at Fakhira.
"Fakhira, you don't want to come to Zahira's office to learn to work so you can work in your grandmother's company?" asked aunt Zahira was staring intensely at her daughter's face.
Fakhira immediately stopped eating her, she immediately did not have a taste for food because her mother again discussed working and working.
"Well, can you not talk about working this morning? Fakhira said I don't want to work. Fakhira wants to study in Singapore! " reply back then sighed softly.
Really Fakhira was so fed up because her mother always asked her to work. And finally there is always a debate between parents and children.
The atmosphere in the dining room was suddenly uncomfortable, and Zahira felt guilty.
"Tan tan already, if indeed Fakhira does not want to work do not have to force, let him continue his lecture" said Zahira trying to mediate parents and the child.
"But aunt wants him to work, let someone take care of her grandmother's company"
Zahira sighed heavily then looked at Fakhira who was just downcast from sadness, the atmosphere of the dining room became uncomfortable, let alone her sisters watching this debate.
"Tan, if aunt keeps maksa Fakhira working, well later Fakhira working, but not necessarily he feels comfortable working. if Fakhira works precisely he will feel depressed because of the demands of work and demands of aunty so that it becomes what like aunty wants, he can be depressed in his mind, he can be depressed, anyways since when did my aunt become a forger? "
Aunt Zahira was silent listening to Zahira, Zahira then approached the tant and stroked his shoulders.
"Zahira knows aunt wants the best for Fakhira but not necessarily good according to aunt also according to Fakhira? besides, in Singapore there are relatives, right? so aunt don't worry"
It was seen that his aunt was breathing heavily.
"Good auntie ngizinin him to go to college"
"Serious mah? " tanya Fakhira doesn't believe it.
The mother just nodded, Fakhira smiled then went straight to her mother and hugged her.
"Thank you mah" he said, only to be smiled at by his mother.
Zahira was grateful and then glanced at her wrist watch.
"Zahira left first to the office, Al sama Fatah has already ordered an online taxi, berent again nyampe, as soon as possible mbak find a driver so you have to nganter school"
Zahira is always busy lately, he can not take his sister to school, which is quite far from his office, he must immediately find a driver to drive his sister.
"Sorry well I can not nganter" he said full of regret.
"It's okay mbak, we understand, mbak just go" said Ali.
Zahira nodded and said goodbye to everyone, after which he immediately set off to drive his car.
While everyone could only feel pity seeing the extremely busy Zahira.
"Mad you go to his office Zahira yes, help his work mama pity see he seems very troubled.mama see already in the middle of the mall he was still in his study last night"
Fakhira, who heard his mother's words, recalled that at half-hour she woke up and did not see Zahira, she thought Zahira was in the bathroom and she was still working.
"Yes, I'll be there"
Her mother nodded after hearing her son would help her.
***
Zahira arrived at his office, he immediately rushed in and saw all employees greeting him on the sidelines of his busy life.
"Good morning ma'am"
"Good morning ma'am "
Zahira gave a small smile in return, he went straight into the elevator and pressed the number five button. The room is on the fifth floor.
"Find the schedule today lis" Zahira said as she walked in with the secretary, Lisa.
"Good ma'am, this morning I had a meeting with employees to discuss the design that we will use for development in Jakarta, and at nine o'clock I had a meeting with a client from Bandung. and for lunch hour mom already texted me yesterday to clear the schedule, but three o'clock mom had a schedule to visit the project in Sidoarjo"
It is long broad.
Zahira sat in her study after hearing her schedule today.
"Alright I understand.you please prepare a meeting room now, and ask the HRD section to send the file that I requested last night" he said the toilet which was immediately nod by Lisa.
"Okay ma'am, is there anything else I can help you with? " ask lisa.
"Please find me a driver, I need a driver at home to pick up my sister's school"
Lisa seemed to think a little, but she smiled.
"My neighbor is in need of a job mom, she happens to be building coolies but she can drive, if mom wants me to call her guy" he bargained as he looked at Zahira who seemed to be thinking.
"What's the guy like? Is your neighbor good? Or how?" ask Zahira.
"Mommy take it easy, she's a good person mom, has a family, well the size of a security guard in this office, her son is also a big mom"
"Well if you think it's good.today morning please tell her to come to my house, tomorrow she has started to be able to work, and yes say come at six because my sister tomorrow there is morning activities at her school"
"Okay ma'am, I'll tell you"
"So you can go and prepare the meeting room and also the files that are needed "tell him then Lisa nodded leaving Zahira who started preparing some of her work files.
Ting
Zahira's eyes squinted at the message from Razi.
^^^Razi^^^
^^^Make lunch later?^^^
Zahira
Yes so, later you share aja to me, because at nine o'clock I want to meet a client now I want to meet first.
Zahira put her phone back in her pocket on her shirt and rushed to the meeting room.
When he arrived at the meeting room Zahira saw all of his waiting for him.
"Good morning everyone" Zahira said.
"Good morning, ma'am" they all replied.
"Okay, because I still have a lot of work we just start the meeting this time, please start Brian" he pointed to a designer of his office.
And finally the meeting was started even lasted an hour because the design that will be used for the project of building a little house made different.
"Okay all because we have decided to use the design of Dimas, I beg his cooperation with our architects, do not make me disappointed because this project is very important for our office" he explained at length.
"Good ma'am"
"And for the building materials that we use I want the best so that the building we make is sturdy, strong and our clients are satisfied, he said, I don't want events like last month to happen and have losses again, our clients have entrusted this project to our company" Zahira said earnestly.
Because last month the building project that Zahira was building had collapsed and the Zahira Company suffered losses, lucky that the problem was soon overcome by Radit.
"Brian and Dimas. During Radit's leave I want you and Dimas down to directly supervise the project, and report to me every detail of the construction info and I want you to also keep an eye on the construction!" his word is so firm. Zahira sighed seeing that all of her employees looked pale because Zahira was so intimidating to all of her employees.
"Because everything has finished this meeting we end, please go to each workplace" said Zahira then left the meeting room.
All the employees breathed a sigh of relief after Zahira left in the follow lisa.
"Huf.... Crazy I'm afraid to see Miss Zahira kek mauk angry that "said one of the female employees.
"Yes, I swear I was horrified at his stare that was so sharp!" others chimed in.
"But wonder I'm the same Zahira, even so she is very beautiful to know, I swear she is beautiful kebangetan make me feel at home" said another.
"Have a go, let's get back to work before Zahira's mom goes on a rampage again" one woman said.
"It hurts when we force someone to do what we know and in fact our will hurts that person, isn't it selfish? "
Zahira Al Mahyra's
