
Nadira Pov. . .
This morning I came up with a spirit, wanting to help Selva work on the unfinished files. But my spirit faded, so knew Selva had not come.
Moreover, it turns out that on the table there are really many documents, more precisely 2 stacks of documents as high as a laptop. I want to say rude and cursing.
I took a deep breath, and then I exhaled. Trying to relax yourself, so as not to add stress to face all this.
Finally I started to work on the existing file, until it did not feel 2 hours passed and Secretary Dian told us that we had a meeting soon. I hurry up and do as I can.
Then we went to the meeting place, when I got there I was surprised to see my husband with the woman who the other day I saw in his arms.
Then I tried to calm down and would approach them, but it didn't.
"Let's Mom, Mr. Wijaya is waiting in the meeting room." Bring Secretary Dian to me.
"okay." I'm lethargic.
'Wish to approach them and ask what are you doing at the hotel? But I also have to remember, now I'm doing my job.' Say me in my heart.
We walked together to the meeting room.
"Good afternoon Mr. Wijaya, introduce this is Madam Nadira who will replace Ms. Selva who is not present." Secretary Dian introduced me to our clients.
"It's nice to meet you, Nadira's mother. I am Wijaya owner of PT. Jay Wijaya." Said Mr. Wijaya by extending his hand.
"It is also nice to meet with Mr, I am Nadira Representative PT. NH group. Please cooperate, sir." I said, grabbing his hand and we shook hands.
"Let's sit down, we'll start after the PT representative. ABC arrived. Please drink first." Said Mr. Wijaya explained and we sat first, but soon the door was knocked and entered the representative of PT. ABC.
How surprised I was, it turned out that the representative of PT. ABC is my husband with that hijab woman. But I try to be professional and not mix up personal affairs.
And I saw Mas Tio was surprised, but he tried to cover it up. And we started talking about the project that would be on the road, as well as who would win the project.
I was given the opportunity to present it first. Because I'm used to dealing with clients like this, so I can relax more.
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So many of us, if there is a question we please." I closed the presentation I was giving.
Prok. . . Prok. . . Prok. . .
I also threw a smile, because it turned out that my presentation satisfied our clients. Until they give me a round of applause.
"Great. . . Great. . . I liked. The explanation is short, but there are many things we can see together. Delicious delivery, not awkward at all. I really like it. It's great!" Said Mr. Wijaya satisfied with the results of our presentation.
"Thank you for the compliment, then we end today's presentation. Thank you for your attention, assalamualaikum." I finished the presentation and sat down.
"It is now PT's turn. ABC to deliver his presentation, please." Said Mr. Wijaya to invite representatives of PT. ABC and the one who advanced was Mas Tio.
I saw Mas Tio glancing at me and I threw a smile at him. My heart was not well, seeing her with her again.
Then Mas Tio began to explain his presentation, but who saw Mas Tio looked nervous and not confident. Maybe because seeing me here, as a competitor of his company makes Mas Tio nervous.
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Prok. . . Prok. . . Prok. . .
"Thank you Mr. Tio for the presentation." Said Mr. Wijaya applauding.
"Well after I heard and saw the presentation delivered, with this I decided to give the Arumi Resort project to PT. NH group. Congratulations to PT. NH Group, hopefully can run this project well, as in the presentation earlier." Said Mr. Wijaya while reaching out to me, we shook hands.
"Thank you very much for your trust, insyallah we will not disappoint your trust. Again, thank you very much." I said sincerely with a smile.
"Sama-sama, it is a pleasure to work with you Madam Nadira. And for PT. ABC I apologize, hopefully next time we can work together." Said Mr. Wijaya extending his hand to Mas Tio, they shook hands.
"It's okay sir! Hopefully next time we can win the next money project, thank you for the opportunity you gave us." Mas Tio said with a forced smile and looked at me sharply.
"Tio Sir Together! Okay, we'll end this meeting. Thank you for coming and apologize if there is a banquet we are not pleased with." Said Mr. Wijaya sincerely.
"Sama-sama sir! Sorry not to be disrespectful, but we want to withdraw first. Because there are still meetings that we have to attend." Say goodbye to everyone in the meeting room.
"Please ma'am, no need to hesitate. I know you're very busy, as for the continuation of this project my secretary will be contacting you." Said Mr. Wijaya.
"Thank you sir, for your understanding. Then I say goodbye first, assalamualaikum." Saying a hand to Mr. Wijaya.
I stepped foot quickly, why do I want to avoid the sight of Mas Tio.
"Come on Dian, we'll go to the office." Say it in a hurry.
"Good Mom." Said Secretary Dian who followed me with a little run following, until we arrived in the parking lot.
Kolkata. .
"Please, Mom!" Secretary Dian opened the door for me.
"Thank you." I rushed into the car and after Secretary Dian entered I ordered the driver to return to the office immediately.
"Road, Sir! We're back in the office." I said to our driver.
"Good, Mom." Said the driver, who then started the car and we walked out of the hotel.
The atmosphere in the car was silent, no one started a chat. I was thinking about my husband's relationship with the hijab woman and Secretary Dian who might be reluctant to bother me. Until Secretary Dian broke my daydream.
"Sorry, Mom. May I ask?" Ask Secretary Dian carefully.
"You must ask why my husband is so close to the hijab woman? And why would I lie to Mr Wijaya? Right?" I said to Secretary Dian who seemed curious about the behavior I was doing.
"Yes ma'am is right. You see, I've seen my mother's husband several times with the hijab woman, and don't we have no more meetings, ma'am?" Said Secretary Dian questioningly.
"First of all, I don't know who that woman is either. I just saw my husband and that woman together last night. Second, I purposely avoided my husband for a while. Because if we linger, maybe I can't help myself." I explained with a sad face.
"I'm sorry Mom, it's made mom sad." Said Secretary Dian regretfully, while lowering her head.
"It's okay, it's not your fault." Say it with a forced smile.
After that there was no more conversation between us, until you arrived at the office.