His Virgin Ex Wife
fight for our own way

Rayya tapped the fingernail tip onto the table a few times, then moved back, leaning back against the chair. He repeated his activities repeatedly. His eyes blinked, staring at the ceiling. His mind is divided, between finding ways to make the company's finances stable again... Iman explained the financial situation, earlier in the meeting, and thought about how to deal with Arsa.

Right, Arsa. The man actually did a back-to-back attack. Since last night, he coded his feelings, making Rayya confused himself whether he was just considered a fad or indeed the man? Then this morning, exposed to the wind from nowhere, brought the man as soon as dawn appeared to the apartment and took the woman to breakfast together. That half, that one. If this is true just a joke, then Arsa has gone past the intention.

Then is it true that Arsa loves.... likes Rayya? Why just now? They have years to get Arsa to convey her feelings before Rayya gets married. Have they not known him since he entered the Busro family, then why only now? Why after all these years did Arsa even say it now? Why not from before? Maybe because of Daus. Perhaps Arsa could not say it for a long time because he appreciated the wishes of Ibrahim Busro, betrothed Rayya to his granddaughter.

Now it makes more sense that maybe Arsa. That is more unlikely, if suddenly he harbored feelings for Rayya recently. Though they are several years since Rayya got married.Precisely since Rayya betrothal, since then between them began to move away from each other, had not contacted each other. Most Rayya only hang out a few times with the Dhita.

Maybe it was a form of protest and disappointment Arsa. Why would Rayya accept an engagement with Daus? Rayya knew that Daus hated her to death. But. for the sake of returning the favor.Rayya accepted and only got disappointed. He divorced Daus. Maybe it's true.The man, Arsa Mangkumulyo loves him. Just think of Arsa, a man who walked into the ranks of one of the most Eligible Bachelor, the most desirable bachelor, the most hunted, the most dreamed of by wealthy families in the country… instead has a feeling, secretly fond of many years to Rayya, a woman from an orphanage who was lucky, nurtured Ibrahim Busro. If you want to be compared, Cinderella is still lost anyway. Rayya and Arsa's love story is more dramatic.

What a life!

“Mi... s?!”

Rayya blinked when she found Shanaz coming in, standing in front of her desk. He closed his eyes, staring at the open door.

“I have hit the door a few times, but Miss silent does not want to say loh,” said Shanaz as if reading the mind of his superior.

His boss just exhaled a rough breath, then clucked. If Shanaz walks in, especially while carrying a stack of paper, it means Rayya needs his mind. That is, he must hurry to restore his concentration, remembering he dared to guarantee that all the papers, which Shanaz brought, contained work problems.

“So the assistant of Mr. Iman submitted the file, he said Mr. Iman needs this as soon as possible,” he said quickly. Next to his hand moved to give a pile of files that were brought. “Said earlier, if you can as soon as possible Miss gave an answer,” he added before you leave.

After Shanaz came out, Rayya rushed to grab the Ac remote and set it to a lower temperature. Maybe later it was a reflex when he heard the name.Iman called, then Rayya suddenly felt hot and fed up. As if even just hearing the name of the man, Rayya felt like getting angry because.The name of the man was correlated with problems and troublesome, annoying, nauseating behavior of Faith.

Starting from the strange rules, just joined their company but warned if they refused overtime and work on holidays, even forced to make Shanaz reshuffle the meeting schedule. Not to mention the actions of his half-sister who is the new wife of Daus, every meeting with Rayya is like inviting gelut just a fight. If, for example, this tablets, reincarnation does exist, then maybe Faith is the reincarnation of the queen mother in the time of the kings first. The job of a cruncher. Nih.. proof right..he arbitrarily regulates the company's finances. He seemed to have just entered yesterday morning. Anyway, the mission of Faith made Rayya's life more bleak. Darkness comes up gloomy. After escaping the shadow of her ex-husband, Daus, this time she needs to face a new enemy that threatens the welfare of her department.

Rayya flipped through the file and frowned, finding a row of writing and numbers that seemed far from reasonable. Earlier this morning he had explained at the meeting, right. if the operational department objected like their budget had a sudden change. Moreover, they have just launched products in various fields. If they suddenly experience a change in budget, let alone interfere with marketing, then how do they want to market the product?

Rayya mendelik when he found out that Iman even dared to circumcise his personal finances and other managers. How could Iman dare to recklessly touch the petty cash of the managers even belong? Iman does not yet know that the money is used for preparation funds, bailing out in case company guests or clients suddenly come. The government is busy opening projects. Not to mention guests from abroad if it suddenly comes. Then the extra money entertained the guests, from where? What do Iman think... their clients are invited to lunch at a roadside fried chicken? Or must dinner together at a pecel lele tent stall?

Rayya inhaled a breath, then clenched her hands, screaming stifled. In one move, he stood up then stepped towards the door. His hand took out a pile of paper, then made a roll and then wrung it. Quickly he moved a wide step into the department next door.

Some people gasp to see a Rayya suddenly thrust into the finance department.

“Miss Rayya!” screeched a few people while glancing at each other.

The woman walked straight towards the room of the deputy financial manager, aka the room of Faith. Without knocking, even without permission to the secretary, he opened the door.

“We need to talk!” his screech then half-throws the paper, which he has rolled in his hand.

Faith gasped, she did not seem to suspect that her actions had provoked anger from Rayya.

“Please sit down first,” Iman tries to calm Rayya down. While outside, through the curtain, some of the men tried to peek at the incident in the room of Faith.

“Not to be so friendly! I'm here to complain, not to gossip! You try to say, what do these files mean?” rayya asked as she squinted her eyes, ruffled her waist.

Faith snorting. “Kan earlier this morning meeting I have permission to change your budget.”

“But I have never felt your ngizinin. Moreover, if you touch the personal realm of the management. This is our petty cash you also want to interfere?!”

“Rayya, listen to me..” review Iman fast. “Try you it thought...”.

“No! Don’t! You... listen to me! If you're arguing this is because of the Daus and his silly project in the next town, why are we in the center having to go on a gig. As long as you know, from the beginning I banned it, but he ngeyel. Now if you want us to bear the loss, why not the company part he the hell you attacked? Can you say, Grandpa wants a line of property companies, want to be released, told to be independent, right?”

Faith looked at the woman who was rampaging in front of him. It is true Ibrahim Busro said that he intended to release the property business to be managed by Daus. It was not completely removed, but at least to camouflage the position of the Daus from the questions of their colleagues, then later, slowly drove him from the central company and away from Rayya. So Ibrahim wanted to make it as compensation to the Daus. So that he stayed away, did not interfere with Rayya's life again and. not carelessly divulge secrets, except when Ibrahim Busro did want to open his secret to Rayya later, do not know when.

“Not so easy, Rayya. In fact, because of Daus, we're going to have an audit. We can't afford to spend so much money. Not to mention the many losses we bear because the property business is still joining the center, right? So the bookkeeping is still the same, join us. Do you want, this semester we record losses to shareholders?” challenge Faith.

Rayya clenched her hands. He intends to speak but the man attacks him again.

“We already hold a company credit card, then if it's just a matter of money or petty cash, why must be angry? I only trim a little,” he said fiercely. Faith stepped closer to Rayya, then stopped a few inches, in front of the woman. Faith leaned over and began to whisper. His breath was thick coffee, but Iman's body was warm, sweet-scented, cinnamon and a little bit of citrus.

Rayya blinked just as Faith spoke again.  “Or are you actually... afraid of being found out to have other expenses, which may be prohibited by the company? You... toying with your own company?” cynical accusation.

“Ah!” yell Rayya suddenly. His body was hollow, not trusting his vision. Faith is trying to withstand Arsa's blow. The man came without excuse, then raised his fist towards the face of Faith.

“Mas!” rayya's strangulation is trying to stop Arsa. “Mas! You why?”

Arsa paused for a moment, then looked at the woman. “I don't like it, Rayya! He was trying to fuck with you? You guys had a fight, right? I try to help you, Rayya.”

“Torty? If I want to mess with Rayya, I take her somewhere else, not in my room, even the glass and curtains I open, right? What kind of**that u try to tell me?!” aspersion.

The man rushed to fend off when Arsa again tried to punch him.

“Mas! Stopit! Stop it!”

Rayya held Arsa's hand, then grasped it. “Stop, please,” the door. Slowly he tried to calm the angry man, stroking his back gently. “If Mas keeps hitting him, trust me, it didn't’t look like you help me. It looks like... you.. ambush.

The man stared straight, glaring, giddy towards his opponent. His hand moved swiftly pulling the collar of Faith, then whispered beside her. “Next time I’ll not only ambush you... I even dare to.. k*ll.. you,” he said shed anger.