A Unique Path Become CRAZY RICH's
27. The second tragedy of Hasan

The wind is getting stronger, the falling water droplets are getting sicker when they hit the head. Plus the condition of the severely jammed road and drivers who start to hesitate to continue the journey so they leave their cars for fear of a typhoon appears to further complicate the evacuation of cars that fall into the gorge.

Mr. Naryono also gave up on the journey. The condition of the flyover is like the road that Godzilla attacked in the godzilla film. People were running away from their cars, while some were stuck in cars because their doors were blocked by the bodies of other cars.

"If you knew this I wouldn't have let go of Siska's hand. How long do we have to wait here? Until the bridge collapsed?"

"So what you said Mr. Hasan! It's just a regular wind, not a devastating typhoon."

Right after Mr. Naryono said so a whirlwind swept their car.

"What just passed that mini tornado? I'm sure I didn't see it wrong." Hasan said casually.

Mr. Naryono began to break out in cold sweat realizing the arrival of the tornado. He didn't want to leave his car no matter what.

"Let's run away, Mr. Naryono. Your life is more important than this car." Take Hasan out of the car first.

"But this car has not paid off yet." Mr. Naryono refused.

"The property is number 2, the life is number 1." Hasan was still able to persuade calmly despite the increasingly strong winds.

Feeling Hasan's words had a point, Pak Naryono also came down from the car.

Mr. Naryono took the umbrella and left his car after making sure everything was locked tightly.

For a moment they looked down at the flyover. The car is still there. We saw rescue teams going down there with a rope. Somehow the circumstances of the person in the car that must be one person still has the life to ring the code of the sauce with the car horn.

"Let's find the nearest roadside stall or mushola. We have to warm ourselves up first." Take Hasan.

Several times the umbrella almost escaped from the grasp of Mr. Naryono. Because the wind can fly an umbrella at any time, Mr. Naryono also pointed his umbrella forward to cover his view.

"Hold my hand, Mr. Hasan."

"Sorry sir? What did you say?"

"Lookat me. I can't look forward because if this umbrella is lifted he'll snap right away."

Inevitably Hasan held hands with Mr. Naryono along the way. 

Some street users who took shelter thought Hasan was holding a woman. It would be better if they didn't know the truth.

When the strong wind stopped, Hasan immediately let go of Pak Naryono's hand and walked faster than him.

Hasan entered a frilly roadside stall that was not exposed to the wind because it was protected by tall buildings on both sides.

"Buy two glasses of warm tea, equal 2 servings of catfish ya bu. As you can hear, I'm buying!,"

Mr. Naryono rejected Hasan's agreement because he thought the boss should treat subordinates.

"Then I buy you a drink."

Hasan enjoyed the fried catfish provided at the restaurant.

"Sir Hasan, why do you keep working so hard. What do you want to achieve by working so hard?" Ask Mr. Naryono while separating the meat from the fish bones.

"I want to be crazy rich. The accident of that time changed my perception of life that this life was only once, after all the achievements I had, I wanted to earn even more." Hasan said with a burning feeling.

"To what extent?"

"Until I have a lot of retirement money."

Pak Naryono chuckled at hearing that. Hasan was more greedy than he thought.

"If that's how you're supposed to go after the branch boss post. Then work until you retire." Mr. Naryono gave his advice willingly.

"BPOM is just a stepping stone for me." Hasan said in his heart.

"I'll be looking for that position. I hope you don't rival me, hahahahahahaa... "

Mr. Naryono almost spilled his tea so cool to laugh.

Hasan took some fried tempeh for dessert.

Strange, the rain did not stop. Many people are starting to worry about water stagnating which will certainly cause flooding.

Hasan and Pak Naryono are still eating at the stall, at least until Pak Naryono was contacted by the boss.

"Yario! You where? Why haven't you reached the client's place?!" Snapped sir boss on the phone.

"There are serious problems that hampered our trip sir. Our car got stuck in traffic in the middle of a flyover on Basri Road. The problem is that all the riders left their cars in the middle of the road so that our cars could not go forward let alone back. Plus at the location of the accident the car fell into a chasm that further shrunk my guts to continue the journey." Reveal Mr. Naryono casually while sipping tea that has been refilled 3 times.

"Well, where are you now?"

"At the roadside stall, it's called Mas Tarno's stall."

The boss darted there for nothing.

The boss also met with Hasan and Pak Naryono who were busy chatting with other customers. 

Hasan was shocked to see their temperament yet caring boss coming here. At the same time Hasan was holding back a laugh because the raincoat worn by the boss made him look like a clown who unmasked him.

"Why do you grin when you see me Hasan?"

Hasan waved his hand and pretended to go home.

While pretending to pick up the bones that no Hasan actually turned his face away from the boss.

"He was scary, his chatter matter was also unusual. In short, he was too stiff and had a strange chatter material." Hasan.

Then pretend to go to the toilet located behind the stall. 

"Use the most end of the room, because there it is free and also clean."

Hasan nodded.

In the toilet after urinating she called Siska.

"Why not a video call?"

"I'm in the toilet." Answer Hasan.

"Ohh so you're afraid of vc an in the toilet? Afraid of an apparition?"

"Not that!!"

Hasan was upset but also scared. His fear grew even greater as the sound of thunder felt very close. The toilet he entered swayed because of it. The reflex he turned off his phone, making Siska shocked as well as worried.

"What's going on? What was that sound?" Ask Siska.

"..."

"It's nothing Sis. Oh yes, I want to ask you. If I wanted to dedicate myself to being rich, would you support me even if I was rarely at home?"

"Of course I'll support you. Tap at least stay with me during my pregnancy." Siska's answer came from the heart.

Hasan replied again. "Thank you."

It turned out that the lightning had struck the room wc that Hasan entered. 

Electricity flowed to the inside and shocked Hasan until he fell to the floor. In his semi-conscious state Hasan exchanged messages with Siska.

A few seconds later Hasan lost consciousness in the wc chamber that was still electrified.

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