After Two Decades
Director?

Flights to Sabu Raijua run smoothly for several hours. We landed at Tardamu Airport in the late afternoon. There we did not linger, just booked a commercial plane ticket to go back to the city.

It just so happened that we came to coincide with the flight schedule, so we didn't have to wait long. Before evening turned into night, our plane had departed for space. For hours I had to spend in the cabin of a plane full of strangers, whether sleepy or not, I decided to sleep. More precisely forcing yourself to sleep. Luckily if you can go back.

***

The sun rises at the eastern end of the city. The light rose slowly, breaking through the rows of skyscrapers. Vehicles of various types have crowded the streets since dawn. The morning sun warms the atmosphere. In every corner of the city, there is a new spirit created. A group of people who start working for their luck. In other corners, various kinds of life and struggle began again. There are various stories that have their own plot, in every direction and corner throughout the city that is densely not playing this. One of them is in the western hemisphere, precisely at the city's international airport. Where the plane that had been on a flight for hours finally landed. After flying across the cluster of small Sunda islands to the western tip of the island of Java. While the sun rose into the sky, the plane landed smoothly on earth. Bringing down dozens of passengers from various circles, two of whom are young people with complicated and complex life backgrounds. Which is nothing but Jan and certainly not myself.

We finally arrived this morning. Especially for me, this is the first time I have set foot again in this city of my birth after four months. After trying to get as far away as possible, fate actually dragged me back here. Back present in the midst of the crowded city life, among high-rise office buildings or businesses that have children. Back again with the boisterous metropolitan residents who all day without breaking.

When the sun started to rise, Jan and I left the airport. With one of my best friend's luxury cars. And if I notice, this car I'm riding in is an unusual one. From so many collections of luxury cars various series of his, this one is the most favorite and special. Chevrolet Camaro ZL1, the most luxurious and dashing with light blue. That said, the car is his favorite car that will not be abandoned purchased by anyone at any price, especially to be blown up for free. It is rarely seen that Jan takes this car out, usually only on special interests and certain things that make him choose this car rather than other cars. I felt like I hadn't seen this car taken out in a long time. However, this morning, with a shiny appearance, this car has led me to split the streets of the city since the airport. Towards ... Wait a minute, I haven't even told Jan where to take her. He just drove me on the highway as if he knew where to take me.

"Jan, where are we going?"

"To the Korp office. Masadepan of course," replied Jan while continuing to focus on driving.

"To that office?" I frowned and stared confused.

"Yes, you have to go there. At least you meet your members and subordinates first. They're waiting for you!"

"should?"

"Yes, where are you going again? Your house? No one's waiting there, buddy. Dhen doesn't miss his master either!"

I laughed blandly. Then inevitably say, "Ah, of course."

***

It didn't take long, we arrived. Jan's expensive car has docked to the Korp office building. Masadepan. Being the only vehicle parked conspicuously because it looks the most luxurious compared to other vehicles. Attract the attention of the staff in the lobby who saw our arrival. The average of them instantly knew who had come by enough to see this car from a distance.

Get off the vehicle, I'll head for the front door. For a while, I just stood there. Looking at the building I've been leaving for four months. The office employee who saw me immediately exclaimed enthusiastically. It was how they had been waiting for my arrival.

Then I went into the lobby. Greet all the employees who greeted me cheerfully. Everyone smiled broadly, kindly, and respectfully as soon as I came to say hello. However, I sensed that there was a strange thing, in between saying good morning or welcome back, they greeted me with a call, "Pak Ren," or "Tn. Ren."

Whatdoes thatmean? Usually all this time they just greet me with Ren alone. Besides, this morning I saw whoever I was passing directly bowing their heads. They all respect me, but it didn't feel like this. Those enthusiastic faces, this friendly smile, and this festive welcome, it felt unusual.

As long as I walked, all the employees I met behaved similarly. One of them is Dani, the leader of the combat forces belonging to the Anti-Conflict Team is also present here. As soon as he met, he immediately greeted warmly and shook my hand. Then patted my shoulders proudly, as if I had just completed a mission that brought great achievement. All I did was leave them for four months without any news. Throughout my steps accompanied by Jan, I frowned not understanding. While they were passionate, enthusiastic, happy, I was confused.

The elevator was sizzling as soon as it arrived on the destination floor, Jan and I got out of there. In the corridor of the floor where my work space is located. Including Mr. Roy's office, the place I last left with explosive emotions. Just one foot in the corridor, I heard how Hadni rushed out of the study to quickly greet me.

The girl walked out from behind the door with impatient steps. While exclaiming enthusiastically, he greeted me with a face as lively and joyous as ever. He was so excited, he almost jumped up and grabbed me. Exactly like the night of my arrival brought Prof home. Ram. However, for the second time, he was just stifled and clumsy. Smiling embarrassed to realize his actions.

"Sorry, Ren. I ... I ... I miss!" he said without looking at my face.

Jan spontaneously chuckled at hearing that. Spontaneously I threw a punch to his shoulder so that he immediately silenced. Although the silence is still keeping amused in the heart.

"I mean, we're all waiting for you here, Ren. You are very necessary here. Please don't go again!" said Hadni later.

"Well, maybe it's true" I replied.

"Thank you, Ren. I'm so glad you're finally back. May you have your spirit back, do not be sad again, yes!" hadni.

"Well, take it easy" I replied.

"And thank you for that too, Mr. Jan," said Hadni. "Thank you for finding and bringing Ren back here!"

"Together Miss Hadni," replied Jan kindly. "Ren is my best friend, I'll make sure he comes back no matter how far he goes."

"I'm happy to hear it" Hadni said. "Eh, we'd better get into the room to sit down and relax. You too Ren, you must be exhausted. I'll get our Office-Bot to make you a drink."

"Well, that might be better." I started to step.

"Office-Bot, I love that technology. Office worker is a robot. My office should be using your robot services, too, but yeah, that's it." Jan muttered throughout his steps.

We entered the room on the left of the corridor. The work room where I work. Four months I left, this room is still the same. There was no meaningful change other than a neater table than usual.

I sat on the couch, by the wall. Right on Jan's side. I could sit at my desk if I wanted to, but I chose to sit with my best friend. While Hadni is still outside, set up Office-Bot, which is Office Boy in the form of a mechanical robot.

A few moments later, Hadni entered the room. Sitting on the couch across from us. The entry of Hadni was followed by a robot. That's it, a robot with artificial intelligence and a host of interesting features. Bring me two cups of hot drinks for me and Jan. Put it on the table on the side of the sofa and then it goes straight out.

"Thank you!" jan said politely.

Hadni just smiled.

"Oh yeah, I'm confused" I said. "Why are the people downstairs looking so weird this morning, Dani included. They all why? Is there something wrong with me? Why aren't they as usual?"

"Weird how?" Hadni asked back.

"They're more friendly than usual, bowing every time I pass, and greeting with a greeting 'Sir', it's not usually like that, is it?"

"Actually I know, mate," interrupted Jan. "But you didn't ask me that."

"Normal procedures?" I frowned.

"Yes, the normal procedure is to meet with the company's chief director."

"Huh?" Instantly I was dumbfounded.

"Yes, you are the director now. Supreme leader of the Corps. Masadepan."

"What ... How could that be?" My eyes are poking. I looked at Hadni and Jan. They smiled at my confused face.

"Of course you can, your position before this is the second highest position before the director. So, once Mr. Roy comes down, of course you will be the director. After all, no one protested in this office, everyone respected you. We agreed that you were our next director."

"Sir Roy's down? Whatdoes thatmean? Where is Mr Roy?" I glare. I just realized, Mr. Roy's room looks lonely. If he was there, he would have been the first to welcome me even though he knew I still held a deep anger.

"Sir Roy's in jail" Jan answered quickly, a few milliseconds before the same answer came out of Hadni's mouth.

"Jail? Who reported it? Doesn't no one know about our problems other than the two of you?" my pedicabs.

Hadni smiled faintly. He replied, "Sir Roy .. turned himself in to the police station. Acknowledging his actions two decades ago, and voluntarily leaving his post at this company. Inherit it!"

"Sign away?" I repeated that sentence in disbelief.

Hadni nodded.

I shake my head. I can't believe the old man actually regretted what he did. He would have let it go if I wanted his life. Now I worry about my own feelings. Do I hate it? Am I forgiving? I don't get it. But anyway, he was still my foster father. He made amends by raising me. Now he is willing to relinquish his post and perhaps even tarnish his big name in order to accept legal consequences. That means he will spend his old years behind bars.

"More!"

"Eh?" I gasped and blinked. "What about the public? Has the news been spread? Why didn't I hear any news?"

"No, no public knows. Even in this company, only I know" Hadni replied.

"Just you?"

"Sir Roy is only ready to retire. That's what people inside and outside the company know" Hadni explained in a quieter voice.

"What about his surrender?"

"He asked the police not to raise his case to the public. Don't let the media smell. Not to cover up his crimes, but to not ruin the Korp's name. Prepared and cause other problems that could potentially occur."

"The right course of action" Jan praised. "I'm sure it's for you, pal. So that your current leadership era does not suffer from interference."

"But how can I be the director? Even I myself never said 'yes'. I even said 'resign'. How can this all be?"

"Ren, I understand that decision you took because you were carried away by emotions. I know you don't really want to leave this company. Believe me, only you can lead us" Hadni said.

"Why don't you, Hadni?" my many.

"Eh, it's not like that. I ... I have not been able to carry such a big post. I'm afraid I'm going to make a mistake, make a blunder, make a wrong decision, or something."

"Me too" I grumbled.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, Miss Hadni," said Jan. "Actually I came here at once to convey something."

"No problem, Mr. Jan," replied Hadni. "What is that?"

"Look, Miss Hadni," explains Jan. "I'd like to ask permission to use the time machine facility for a purpose."

"Yes, it's up to the director" Hadni replied.

"Before that," as I was. "What is the condition of this company after my departure? How was the launch event? Was there a problem that occurred following the incident? Or is there already a demand for the production of time machines to be distributed?"

"It already exists" replied Hadni. "Some large organizations and institutions have already ordered and there are also companies that apply for cooperation programs. Only, production can't begin before you return. Production has not yet begun. And actually there's been a little distraction, but it's been overcome."

"The production could start a few days from now. However, I want to accompany Jan to finish his affairs first."

"Well, it's up to Mr. Director" said Hadni.

"Don't call me that, Hadni!" I looked at him stupefiedly.

"But you are indeed the director now, Ren!"

"Well, all right, all right. There seems to be no way for me to tickle anymore. Maybe I should accept this," I said.

Hadni smiled with satisfaction.

I leaned into the comfortable sofa. Takzim enjoy the silence and coolness of the air conditioning. Sip the drink that was brought by Office-Bot and rest for a few minutes. Calm yourself from this surprising series of things.

How not, again the surprise is still not away from me. Gone four months without news, once home suddenly became a director. It's just amazing. Sounds complicated and unnatural, I can hardly believe it myself. However, it's okay, maybe this is the next path of destiny for me. Okay, I'll try my luck. However, before the director's business, before I re-enter all business, stock, market, financial, or so on, there is something else that is more important. Before I start my career again, there are more important matters to be done. Jan's parents.