ADILAGES
BARONG 1'S
In the public eye, I Made Johnny Wardhana is a perfect man. He is handsome, tall, with a muscular body like a bodybuilder. Moreover, his status as a young conglomerate, Chief Executive Officer, President Director of Wardhana Enterprises at the age of thirty-three years. His success as heir to the business empire made Johnny highly respected, both in the business world in Indonesia and abroad.
Only one thing breaks all women's hearts. Johnny already has a beautiful and understated wife named Wenny Karina Wardhana, as well as two children, Brandon and Cynthia who are smart, healthy and strong.
However, behind all that, Johnny realized that he was an ordinary man who did not escape from wrong and sin. Countless decisions have gone wrong, to the detriment of others, his family and himself. One thing is certain, Johnny never once tried, even intend to tackle his business competitors. Instead, it seeks to forge synergies with fellow entrepreneurs, creating a healthy competitive climate.
So, it is only natural that at any time Johnny took the time to explore the meaning of life more deeply through recreation, worship and meditation. Far from the hustle and bustle of the world. In that order now he is in Pura Besakih, the largest and most majestic place of worship of Hinduism in Bali. Since it is not a feast or a day of worship, the quiet and shady atmosphere on some sides of the temple complex that is forbidden for tourists is perfect for a place of meditation.
After “the bath soul”, Johnny took the time to go around the temple page. The air in the grove of these trees is very cold, soul-separating. Unknowingly, Johnny smiled to himself.
As he steps in, Johnny suddenly hears voices that disturb the peace. H-huh? Battle sounds? Her thought. He ran to the source of the sound.
Arriving in the trees away from tourists and crowds, Johnny stops his run. Her eyes widened. Apparently the terrible voices came from an old man with a rogue appearance who was competing against a beautiful girl. The man looked overwhelmed, avoiding and straddling the more agile female kicks from him.
Although Johnny is not a swordsman, his football as “jawar bisnis” makes him think to observe the fighters first before trying to break up.
Suddenly Johnny frowned. Almost an instant, the girl who looked superior became desperate. Maybe the girl missteps, so the defense is wide open.
Seeing this opportunity, the older man with a bigger body and more sturdy than Johnny was flocking opponents with a barrage of fists. The girl became moons and screamed in pain. Who is strong and who is weak is now clear.
For Johnny, this is too much. To prevent lives from being lost, he was forced to step down. He lunged forward, his palm pushing with all his might towards the old man. Not ready, the old man was pushed back while complaining, “Oh! What the fuck...!”
The woman smiled, approached Johnny and said, “Wah, thank you sir..”.
And Johnny greeted her with a straight hit of the elbow and the back of the hand, right in the woman's face.
No doubt, the black-haired and maroon-clad woman in the style of an aerobic gymnast was slumped on the ground. Quickly recovering, he got up and held onto his bruised face. “Face! Talk!” frangipani.
With a fierce determination the woman ran away, lunging at Johnny the big man. When it was close, Johnny deliberately twisted to one side. However, unexpectedly, the purple claws of the female warrior incised a row of wounds on her body.
Roaring in pain, Johnny tried to punch back with a powerful and fast jab-jab, but his fist only hit the air. Not only that, his body suddenly felt heavy and difficult to move.
“How? Tasty ‘kan poison my muscle relaxant?” The woman's sneaky smile expands. “Now, feel even better, that is my nails in your heart! Tell the guardian of the afterlife, your killer is me, Shinta Devi!”
A purple aura appeared at the end of the row of sharp nails, and like a spear, Devi thrust it right into Johnny's heart. Johnny is out of sense. He was determined to punch Devi's hand, so that the opponent's nails only scratched his arm.
Seeing Devi falter, Johnny took his chance by throwing a fist from the other hand. But suddenly Johnny's movement stopped. His arms were heavy and his head was dizzy. Devi's toxic reaction is more crazy, making Johnny's muscles more limp.
“Haha! This is the result if ordinary people pretend to be warriors! Think again about your mistakes in the afterlife!” While saying so, Devi hit the second claw that was too fast to fend off.
This time, the one that saved Johnny's life was a straight, hard, deep kick, hitting Devi's waist. The woman's body bounced.
Johnny turned and looked at his helper, the burly old man. “Can still fight?” asked the old man while channeling pure air into Johnny's body, forcing the poison out in the form of black steam. Feeling like a new power, Johnny nodded. “Ya!”
“Let's spill that cunning woman!”
At the same time, Shinta Devi got up while holding her waist. The ringing on his face turned into a growl. A few steps ahead of him, Johnny and the old man stood firm and ready to attack. Apparently the appearance of the two tall-great-blooming men as well as their blazing fighting spirit became a real threat to slim-bodied women - up to this point. Devi's face was pale for a moment. This unbalanced situation was completely beyond his expectations.
“Huh! Watch you! I'll avenge this a thousandfold!” While saying so, Devi ran away.
Johnny also ran after, but only two steps, his body collapsed like a tree fell. Seeing that, the old man stopped chasing. He lifts Johnny's body into a cross-legged sitting position. Then, he sat cross-legged behind Johnny. A white light shimmered in both of his palms. He gently placed both of his palms on Johnny's back. “Do not move,” said.
A moment later, Johnny felt a warm gentle air flow back through his body. Slowly but surely, more and more toxins were released from his body through sweat and vapor all black. Johnny gradually felt comfortable and light again.
After the clean poison was complete, Johnny exhaled a sigh of relief. The old man pulled both sites and sat cross-legged in front of his “patis”. “Luckily it was just a muscle-wasting poison, so you can recover quickly. I think you just pushed me to keep me out of Devi's poisonous nails, didn't you?” said old man.
Si “patis” responded by nodding. “Ah yes, I forgot my manners. My name is Johnny, I'm from Denpasar.”
Old man responded, “My name is I Ketut Suprana. I am a former swordsman who now lives ascetic.”
Johnny gaped. Never did he expect to meet a swordsman, especially in a holy place like Pura Besakih this.
Suprana spoke again, “Well, it seems you're not a swordsman, Bli Johnny. But your body was stocky, your inner strength and your fighting moves were pretty good. Where'd you learn it?”
“I happen to love studying ancient books and artifacts, especially from my own country,” Johnny replied. “One of them is ‘Kanuragan’ Sutra, deep power processing science. Plus I had time to explore the sport of boxing many years ago.”
“Wah, worth it.” Suprana nodded as she stroked her long white mustache past her chin. “But your power must still be controlled. As a sign of my gratitude for you helping me earlier, I will teach you some moves. Well, in other words I raised you to be my disciple.”
Johnny's face beamed for a moment. He then saluted with his knees. “Receive respect from me, guru.”
“But promise me, you will use these moves for good, not for personal gain.”
“Ya teacher, I promise.”
“Haha, good, good.” The laughs of the two men were scattered, like two old friends who had just met after a long time.
As the two walked back towards the temple, Johnny asked, “Oh yes, can you tell why Shinta Devi attacked the teacher earlier?”
“Entahlah. Suddenly he appeared and exclaimed, ‘Give me the necklace!’” Suprana pointed towards a circle the size of a fist that appeared to protrude in the middle of the chest, behind her tight t-shirt. “I know, the one he was after must be my heirloom necklace. Of course I refused, and we fought.”
“Ah, I just got it now,” respond Johnny.
Suprana then patted the shoulder of her new student while talking familiarly, “Nah, the important danger has passed. Come, we eat the Bengil Duck to celebrate our meeting!”
“Hahaha! Come, come!”
Suprana and Johnny kept talking. But one thought made the new disciple stunned. It's good that I see the teacher often. My gut said, Shinta Devi will attack him again. Maybe it will be more determined, stronger than ever before.
==oOo==
However, everything must be balanced with other activities, especially those concerning Wardhana Enterprises. Despite having a reliable Board of Directors, as CEO Johnny bears the heaviest responsibility in managing this business.
Therefore, starting the third week since practicing Kanuragan Science, Johnny is now more in Denpasar, the capital of Bali Province.
Exactly at eight in the morning, Johnny dressed in shirt-tie down from his car, his figure who stepped into the main gate of his office building looked very gallant and authoritative.
Instead of skyscrapers as usual, Wardhana Enterprises Head Office building occupies an area of four blocks of residential real estate. To adhere to the tradition in Bali, the highest peak of the roof and the tower of the complex of buildings in the combined style of traditional Balinese and modern-contemporary architecture is no higher than the coconut trees that are deliberately planted around it. The complex consists of the main building in the center, and a second building surrounding it.
It takes about ten minutes to walk until Johnny arrives in front of his office space, which is located on the second floor of the main building. The employees and management line-up seemed to line up along the path from the elevator to the door of the CEO workspace. They bowed and smiled respectfully as they greeted, “Good morning, Mr. Johnny.”
More interestingly, Johnny answered their greeting kindly and sincerely, “Morning as well. Well, I'm glad you all adhere to the discipline of time.”
Clearly, something was stirring Wardhana Enterprises employees to arrive an hour earlier than work start time, at nine in the morning. To be sure, something that is because “para bos” is also used to arrive early, similar to the work ethic in developed countries.
As Johnny enters his study, a woman hastily enters.
Johnny reprimands, “Ya, Myrna!? What's up?”
Myrna, Company Secretary, a woman in her forties with eyes full of skills and experience replied, “There is very urgent news, Mr. Johnny! I have put the details on the father's desk, as well as data on market analysis reports that have been completed.”
“Good, thank you.” Without wasting any more time, Johnny opened his suit, sitting on his desk chair. He fumbled and pressed the table. What the hell is going on? Apparently Johnny's desk surface is a computer touch screen. All the data in Myrna's name is on the screen, so there's only a little paper and files on this sophisticated desk.
Suddenly Johnny's eyes popped. He immediately touched one side of his desk screen and exclaimed, “Myrna! Gather the Board of Directors for a meeting right now! URGENT!” Highly urgent.
Myrna voice in intercom say, “Good, sir!”
==oOo==
A few minutes later, like an army of highly disciplined soldiers, the entire Board of Directors of Wardhana Enterprises had occupied their respective seats in the meeting room.
Johnny Wardhana was standing on the side of a large touch screen hanging from a wall, which was connected directly to the desk computer in his room. Without further ado, Johnny immediately addressed the subject matter. “According to this report, one of our competitors, SS Corporation is eating away at Wardhana Enterprises.” market share
The members of the Board of Directors directly prickled each other. Of course Johnny didn't stay quiet. He continued, “If that was the only problem, we can try to survive by improving performance, service and intensive marketing promotion. However, SS Corporation reportedly uses such means as intimidation, negative promotion and the like to seize the clients and consumers of our products! They even market products that, except for their shape and packaging, are very similar to our products! This is clearly blatant piracy!”
Johnny's statement sparked a reaction from his uncle, I Wayan Ngurah Wardhana who served as Deputy President Director of Wardhana Enterprises. With a cynical smile and a look of disbelief, the somewhat chubby old man with half bald hair gilded in black debated, “Ah, impossible that! If it is proven that SS Corporation violates the code of conduct of business, the Chamber of Commerce and Industry will definitely impose sanctions on it, and we can prosecute it legally!”
The one who denied it was even a slim man in his thirties. He is a Marketing Director named Harun Tirtakusuma. “But it really happened, Mr Ngurah!” yells. “SS accuses our food products of being toxic. Though many of our products are even imitated and infiltrated with harmful ingredients!”
“Not necessarily so. If we tighten the quality control..”.
Ngurah's words again triggered interruptions and arguments from other council members. Some seem to defend themselves, refute or bring up personal proposals. Their voices were heard overlapping, it was difficult to determine who said what.
It was fortunate that Johnny straightened this tangle with firm words. “Quiet, all! Rather than arguing, better act!”
Then, the President Director turned to the Director of Marketing and said, “Harun, collect the evidence of fake products, find out the source! After the full proof, submit it to the Legal Section in order to sue the culprit legally and openly!”
“Good, sir!” answer Aaron firmly.
“Public Relations Section, announce in mass media evidence that all Wardhana products are safe to consume and use! Expose the existence of fake products and the difference with the original!”
Resolutely but impressed calm and authoritative, Johnny conveyed other instructions to the Directors and Heads of the other Section. Armed with vast insights and experience of facing a crisis, none of them, even the uncle himself questioned, let alone debated the young leader.
After discussing some other important matters, the meeting was over.
A few minutes later, Johnny secretly called the Director of Marketing to the President Director's room. “Father call me?” Aaron was polite.
“Yes, Aaron. Sit down,” replied Johnny. “I want to talk about something very secret.”
With a face full of signs, Aaron sat down.
Johnny took a breath, then said, “About fake products, I suspect there is an insider in this company who leaked the formula of our products on SS Corporation.”
Aaron's aghast. “Gosh! Could be! They can use that formula to make new products, while dropping our brand! Worth the SS developing amazingly fast!”
“Yes, that is the most reasonable reason for their lunge being too ‘gagic’!”
“But, who is that cruel, dropped the good name of the company where it took shelter? Didn't you treat all your employees well?”
“At least I've worked on it.” Johnny's expression did not change. “But there are people who are not satisfied only get ‘good behavior’ only.”
Then, Johnny got up from his seat, patting Aaron on the shoulder with a smile. “I know, of all the Directors only you are still living a simple lifestyle. So I just trust you...for now.”.
Aaron's eyes were round as if sparkling excitedly hearing it.
Johnny continued, “So let's work together, stop the SS Corporation for healthy business competition. But remember carefully, Aaron. You have to be very careful. Looking at the workings of the SS, I don't think they'll hesitate to harm anyone who tries to investigate them.”
“Good, I will always remember the message of mr.”