The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

The CEO

Jihan allowed the clothes of her husband and children. "It will be over by 10. You guys keep it up that just went to the top." Obviously the woman. "It has. Let's go." He ran a little ahead of them. "Heart of the Deck." Riza was worried that his wife had fallen because she was wearing a formal dress with straight cuts and high hills that limited movement.

"Welcome, Ma'am Jihan and go to heaven." Welcome Satria to see the arrival of his superior while greeting. "Yes. Thanks for being reminded. I completely forgot." The woman replied while breathing. Satri's eyes were looking. He immediately turned to a foreign figure among the other children of Jihan. "It's Dika. My son." Without waiting for a question Jihan chose to speak up. "Please sit. The table is ready. Let me take you." He walked first.

Riza clasped his wife's hand tightly. He felt uncomfortable being in a place filled with elites like this. Classy men with their handsome and firm faces. Intellectuals with undoubted ability. There are also young ones. Not infrequently they steal a look at his wife and Riza realizes it. It was the first time he had come to an event like this. Jihan repeatedly asked to accompany him He always refused because He was not confident. The clothes that children wear and are expensive. But who does not know if the work of a lecturer with the wife of a wealthy businessman with the title of CEO in a giant company. Everyone might also think the branded clothes he was wearing must be from Jihan but they were right and that was the reality.

Same with Riza. He was also silent. He did not expect to be invited to come to a place like this and introduced as a child by Jihan. "When you're not papa?" Ask Jihan. "No, Mom." Answer with a smile.

Jihan went up on stage to say a welcome. "Good morning by noon all of them." Greet the woman with a friendly smile. "Before I as the CEO would like to thank you for Mr and Mrs has been present at the inauguration and opening of CEA group subsidiary. Thank you also to all members of the company both in positions and non-ranking positions that I cannot mention one by one. Because of the tremendous effort of everything we were able to succeed until now. I hope we will continue to keep the top rating and satisfy consumers from all aspects of both quality and service we provide. It's not all just for profit. I still hold fast to my vision and mission which is for the well-being of the employees. If they are enthusiastic, it will produce something satisfying. Well-being is not only a matter of material but small attention is also an important aspect that will make them work happily. This is called a marketing strategy that is in line with conscience. Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for always believing in us. We will continue to improve and maintain our quality. We are big but still need guidance. Many are more senior and certainly more experienced. We still have a lot to learn. Please support and guidance. Thank you for going through so many years faithfully with us. Good afternoon. Enjoy a special meal from us The faithful deserve the best." Said Jihan to a standing ovation from everyone. They were all surprised instead of playing getting gold as an eye sign of today's event. That was all Jihan did as her thanks because those present today were the ones who accompanied Jihan from zero to be able to build a company of this magnitude.

"You why the hell Dek ran away." Omel Riza approached his wife who was sitting in the kitchen drinking. "Well." The answer. "There is a." The muttered man helped take off his wife's high hills.

Jihan put all the supplies in the bag. "This is Jason take it out, ma'am." Said the handsome teenager, "yes." Answer Jihan. "Let's bring Mom." He grabbed the bag his mother was carrying to help carry. "Thank you." Said Jihan with a smile. "Same as Ma." Dika replied following his sister's steps.

They're on their way to the top. Papa this time also sat at the back with his two grandchildren. Jason Yang and beside him was Julian. Jihan sits down with Jalwa Juma and her husband. They do use family cars so loose and not crammed. "Juma don't drink. Kebelet peed brother ogah stop." Said Jason watching his brother daro spy center. "Juma's thirsty." The answer is to close the bottle again. "Grandfather. Grandpa tumben's coming." Said Juma turning to look at his grandfather. "Grandfather wants to drink green tea." Answer origin. "And there's at home. Mother also makes it every day." The middle-aged man smiled at his grandson's behavior. "Grandfather wants to pick himself up from the garden." Juma nodded. "Sit down right." Riza patted her son's ass. "Dad Dad." Complain Juma. "Sit face to face." Juma who pouted directly obeyed his father's orders. The handsome boy sat leaning on his mother facing his father. "You're eating the place." Complain Riza. "It has. You can't get along." Jihan squash herself with both. "He's Deck." That guy doesn't want to be blamed. "Just like you guys. Don't point at each other." Reply Jihan impartially.

"It's still a while, ma'am?" Ask Jalwa who looks very sleepy. "An hour to arrive. You go to bed later I wake up." Answer Jihan. "When you sleep, too." Continue the woman. "Yes, Mom." The answer.