LOVE HUSBAND INHERITANCE
CSW #38
...Happy reading beloved...
Returning to her room, Zabina immediately checked her phone accidentally did not bring her phone during the meeting because she did not want to waste the opportunity in front of her eyes. Looking at the screen of his phone dozens of missed calls from Oman, Zabina glanced at the sweet circular clock in her hand.
‘Huuuffffff , two hours ago. ‘His murmur while pressing the call on his phone. Coinciding with the arrival of Alex who was delivered by Byan. Zabina gestured through her eyes for Alex to sit on the sofa.
“Kak Byan, please have the receptionist bring the person who is looking for me here, kasian he has two hours sitting below. “ said Zabina politely, although he is the owner of the company, Byan is older than him.
Byan immediately went to his desk and called the receptionist at Zabina's request. Before long, Sarah had been standing in front of Byan's desk with Oman. At first glance Oman circulated his views admiring the interior of the highest floor of the building which from the outside already looks luxurious.
“Good afternoon Mr. Byan, I'm dropping off a guest that you mean.” While lowering her face, Sarah avoids eye contact with Byan for thinking of making a mistake by letting her guests wait.
Byan just nodded in response and Sarah understood and immediately left Byan standing up to welcome his new boss's guests.
“Let's pack, I'll take you to Zabina's mother's room.” Standing and stepping before Oman.
After the sound of a voice that Oman longed to welcome in, Byan gave way so that Oman could pass through.
“Sit down first, brother. I have important business with this father.” Then Zabina came back to ask Alex a question. Because the financial statements sent by Mr. Sapto are different from those in his hands at this time. Blame Zabina who has a strong memory even if only a cursory read it or see it will be left quietly in his memory. Either how big his brain capacity or maybe he always updates every day. Othor doesn't understand either.
Without speaking Oman sat in accordance with Zabina's request and took the business magazine that was at the table and busied himself by reading each sheet.
“So Mr. Alex, what explanation can you give me about the difference stated in the father's report and the report of Mr. Sapto.” With a voice that sounded flat and so cold that Mr. Alex was unable to make a sound.
The hand of Oman who was opening a business magazine hangs and his head is raised staring at the woman who is his wife, his eyes rounded with a gaping mouth in disbelief with his hearing if he does not hear it directly.
‘Why is my wife like a mafia ?’ mumbling slowly.
Zabina continued to stare intently at the 50-year-old man who was sitting restlessly in front of her as his hand picked up the laptop and then turned it on. Pointing a laptop to Alex to see the difference between the report sent by Mr. Sapto and the report made by the man who was bowed lethargic.
“Sir Alex has no answer or does not want to admit the embezzlement of money that you do ? do you know the company's losses due to the actions of Mr Alex ? lucky your actions quickly discovered or not-don't submit a proposal for cooperation with Alif company is also part of the plan sir Alex ?” zabina's guess suddenly made Mr. Allex stiffen in fear, even with Oman, he stopped his activities and then noticed every word that came out of the tiny lips of Zabina.
Back Zabina grabbed her laptop which was right in front of Alex's pack then her hand pressed the intercom connecting with Radit's room.
“Good bu boss.” Short and clear Radit's answer.
Hearing Zabina's orders made Alex's sir drown, this is what he feared. He is never satisfied with what he has and is always lacking. He did not want to bestow his mistakes on the daughter who always lived a luxurious and frivolous life because “like that's a form of affection for his daughter.
“Kak Byan, please prepare a letter of sacking sir Alex. Now !!” zabina's orders were firm and did not want to be disputed.
“Company bu bos.” I heard the same reply from Byan with Radit
“Please pack Alex out.”
The curiosity of Oman to hear the name Alif called by Zabina can not be held anymore. As soon as the door of the room closed, Oman immediately approached Zabina and sat in the chair of Alex's former pack.
“Sorry brother, I left without telling you in advance and made brother Oman wait, but kok brother Oman knows I'm here,,,” with a guilty face Zabina bowed her head while mer**as his fingers.
“Every night I asked Zayyan where you are, then she told me everything and finally here.” Oman's brief explanation dispels Zabina's curiosity.
Seeing Zabina speechless, Oman immediately asked with a serious face demanding Zabina's explanation related to his remarks about his cooperation with Alif.
“Darling, your company with Alif company will cooperate ? I didn't hear wrong, did I?”
“Emang actually, just finished the meeting. It's just that the percentage is less convincing and most importantly there is no meaningful profit for the company plus who recommend Mr. Alex who is proven to embezzle funds. I still want to keep well the legacy of oma.” Zabina is long.
Oman immediately stood up and hugged and then kissed the head of Zabina inhaling the fragrance of hair that had become opium to him. He was grateful that Zabina did not accept the cooperation proposed by Alif. Oman can already guess if their relationship is not like in his shadow. Oman secretly smiled happily, the opportunity to reach his wife's heart was increasingly wide open and he promised to tell everything so that the misunderstanding between them did not drag on.
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