His Virgin Ex Wife
extraordinary busyness

Roughly and suddenly, the woman pushed the shoulder of Faith. Fortunately, his body's defense was strong. Otherwise, the man must have suddenly collapsed, toppled over and fell, his back kissing the floor.

The woman was grim, choosing to step quickly out of the room. Shanaz tries to align Rayya's steps. They approached the elevator. Repeatedly pressed the elevator button, but Rayya had not managed to open it. He growled slowly then headed the fingers. The next second he inhaled a breath then shouted stifledly, letting out his annoyance.

This problem really doesn't count. How could Ibrahim choose to depose Daus and replace him with someone else? A stranger is even completely foreign. He wanted to doubt Ibrahim's decision, but the old man spent years running his company almost impeccably. Could this be his first mistake? Believing important positions to others such as.. Faith, is this his first carelessness?

How could Abraham believe in a man like Iman? That is, why can Daus even be expelled just like that? Although the reason is logical, because stocks, because of investor concerns, because according to Ibrahim, Daus needs to learn to correct mistakes, but.

Rayya stepped quickly into the elevator. Shanaz is still following him.

“You believe?”

Shanaz frowned upon hearing the question.

Rayya stared right at Shanaz. “You believe we just saw?”

Shanaz pinched his own cheek. “Aduh!” He screamed loudly. “I feel sad, Miss. This means it is not a dream, it is indeed real.”

Rayya snorts. He leaned back against the wall of the elevator and then turned his body towards the young woman. “This is getting more unreasonable. Mas Daus. In... u... sir!”

Shanaz swallowed his saliva slowly. Stifling, he felt his throat choked. Rayya's right, this doesn't make sense.

“Timing yesterday it was our position swapped, people on a splash. They gossip about this, like that. Even now, Grandfather actually expelled Mas Daud from the office. Although he said this for the sake of good name and Grandpa Pingin Mas Daud accounted for the mistake, but this is not make sense, Naz!”.

Rayya sighed. “Why Mas Daud was even moved. That is, he can try to clear up the problem even though he remains in this office. Why was he told to move to a branch office in Jogja? Just because the project has a problem? Anyway, what's the problem getting serious? That serious? To the extent, Mas Daud... asked to go?”

Shanaz. He himself did not understand the mindset of Ibrahim. However, given the data he has, the Daus is the most potential successor. Even predicted, the only successor Ibrahim had besides his son who had been discarded, his grandson was his only hope.

“Should have, I understand...,” murmured Rayya disappointed. The woman even leaned her head against the elevator wall. “If Ibrahim even threw his biological son abroad because of a mistake that...what's wrong, expelling Daus from a company like that is not a difficult case right?” tanyanya then screeched.

“In fact for Grandpa, he can't tolerate mistakes. If his son is even his only grandchild, let alone me, Naz. Especially us!” then he leaned in the body.

“If we make a mistake.. later we can be expelled from the company. It's that easy and that simple!”

The woman stepped weakly, back following her boss who came out of the elevator. He frowned when Rayya chose a straight, not turning into his room.

His boss stopped in front of the finance division room. A big rush really happens and employees run around here and there. At the end of the corner was a room that had been empty. Today some people transport various equipment into the room. Rayya headed to her ex-husband's room.

He breathed to find the door close. He thought for some time, choosing whether he would go inside just to see the state of Daus, or if he wanted to return to his room.

His eyes looked back at the corner room. The woman approached the secretary's desk. “What do you want to do?” he asked a Daus secretary, pointing to the part of the room that was being cleaned.

One other secretary seemed busy in and out, here and there with OB tidying up the room Rayya pointed.

“So morning we got an order, said Mr. Handoko there will be a new financial director assembly. He asked to clean the room, Miss,” he replied.

The conversation was interrupted when a phone came in at the secretary's desk. Excuse me, pick up the phone. He was busy writing on one piece of paper.

Rayya looked at the writing in the paper. The contents are some items and equipment that may. Rayya guess, later used to fill the room. He sighed.

Ibrahim smart. He didn't really take down Daus. Look, Daus was indeed asked to temporarily move to a branch office. It is true that the reason for cleaning up the mess while proving to colleagues that Daus is still fine. That is, he still has the ability to run the company, solve business problems. Although to fill the void, Ibrahim chose Iman to work at the headquarters.

In order not to cause a big uproar or commotion from relatives in the big Busro family, then Ibrahim only gave the position of Iman as deputy director of finance, not financial director. This faith will only be considered to help the work of the Daus, not really. Although the practice is how later, as Ibrahim likes, but at least this will not provoke attention in excess dose.

Rayya touched the doorknob almost opened it. Her hands stopped as she recalled her ex-husband's words.

 “You need to know, you must remember. In the future, no matter what happens, you remember me. All the decisions I choose, just to save my life and… my pride, Rayya.”

The woman blinked as her mind re-imagined their conversation. Rayya then turned around, choosing to let Daus. If she came to her ex-husband, she was afraid it would hurt her feelings. However, the man is hurting both his ego and his self-esteem. This is not a convenient time to make a visit or just say hello.

Rayya chose to leave. He turned with Shanaz towards his room. His eyes caught some employees still busy cleaning up the mess. This is an extraordinary event, although it cannot assume force majeure, but it is an anomaly-unnormal!

 He walked straight into his work space. Hurriedly the woman pushed the door then entered and closed the door, half slamming it.

“Astaghfirullaah!” shanaz shouted as his forehead came close to being a victim, knocking at the door. He was thinking of following Rayya into his room, just in case his boss needed something. But apparently, his boss is not willing to be disturbed. Shanaz chose to sit in his work chair right next to Rayya's door.