The True Love of the Ceo

Pak Hari's news, for Miss Marni

"Meet semalem, go to the club. Ordinary, go to work. No, no need to be jealous. Lila should be proud of me. He is a man who respects women. Maybe, if another man. Will disturb or even tempt me." Dinar lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Hmmmh, yes. Thank you, Mba, for turning back. Not sitting down first? Lila wants something," Lila ran over to the fridge and got her one bobble Cup for Dinar. "Now, Mba. I bought it a lot. Lila got to bosen, so Lila just give it to me."

Dinar laughed, while sticking the Boba pipette and then sipped, "She is very dear to you, La. Ask for one, give ten."

"Yes, although it sometimes seems excessive" replied Lila.

The two of them sat on the sofa, sniffing each other's drinks. It was there that Dinar started talking about her husband.

"Mas iwan, same grudge with the Mba family."

"Benefit why?" Lila continued the question. He tries to be a good listener, which will make Dinar comfortable in his story.

"Ultimately, we were almost unreserved. Moreover, Mas Iwan his work is still standard according to those who want a daughter-in-law in high office. We separated, a year Mba married the official there. But failed, after all Mba's heart set to Mas Iwan. And because of the divorce, Dad got sick. Mba helped the cost, but Mas Iwan refused to help because.... "

"Still vengeful? Why that? Let it be, he's a son-in-law." cut Lila.

"Mba knows how she feels. So, Mba does not want to force. That's why mba works. That's all, in her eyes. Importantly, too, Mba must be ready whenever he asks to be served." Dinar siphons the drink deeply. As if making it an outlet of all the flavors that exist. The cold water that came in, was so soothing to him.

Dinar then pamit. He should take a break before returning to work tonight. Lila returned alone, brooding over her fate that was still a thousand times as fortunate as Dinar.

"Yes, what else do I doubt? I just have to be faithful, and obey everything I want. Moreover, to take care of our baby." Lila rubbed her stomach, and occasionally played with her index finger.

"Assalamualaikum, Assalamualaikum," someone called from the front of Bu Marni's shophouse. Somewhat long, because Bu Marni was resting and praying ashar at that time.

"Waalaikumsalam," Miss Marni came out, still wearing her pure white face. "Sorry, who, huh?"

"Ehm, I'm Burhan, Mom. Sorry, interrupting this afternoon. I, Mr. Hari's neighbor." he said introducing himself.

"Neighbor, Mr Hari? Sorry, what's up here?" Miss Marni invited him to sit down, and began to listen to her words.

Burhan began to recount Mr. Today's condition. His daze, his anger, and his screams when looking for his money and looking for Rika and Lydia. Miss Marni was only shocked and repeatedly stroked her chest at that time.

"Is it true, if Mr. Hari had that kind of money? Sorry, it's just... Not sure what he said."

"Yes, he just got the money from his son-in-law. Is it, no longer left?"

"Yes, Mom. After all, maybe Lydia and Bu Rika took it. Because, after the incident, they were never seen coming home."

"Astaghfirullah, Mas Hari." elus Bu Marni in his sore chest. Not felt, his tears flowed down his cheeks.

"If I may, and if I don't want to take care of it. We'll call the social service, ma'am. Sometimes, he likes to attack people."

"I have nothing to do with him anymore, Mom. Only his son, who is still entitled. But, after he asked for that kind of money, their relationship broke with an agreement."