Call Me Your Baby!
Part 40 Worry

"I told you in accordance with my initial statement. So, from earlier you two talked at length also did not make me change the final decision..." Steady looking at us cynically.

"Sir, I'm so sorry. Can't you consider it again?" My love.

"Is there a reason for me to change my decision?" Give us a challenge.

"Sir, this case will subside, if you return to our company, of course the return will be much higher. Moreover, at this time we will also hold a new fuel project to demonstrate zero net emission. Obviously in exposure, you will be lifted considering this is one of the 2030 world target projects. Yes in addition, the return on investment can be calculated about 2x that of yesterday..." I explained clearly even though this seemed pretentious because I had not done any research at all. But again and again, this is what I can try to get Teguh to reconsider his decision.

Gilang touched my hand, as if giving a warning not to just explain to Teguh without complete data.

"You display gini based on what? Do you know it or?" My feeling is right!

I turned to Gilang, hoping that he could help me give an answer. But nil, Gilang did not budge.

"Sa... L am.. I read the company's work plan sir...." Suddenly Silence interrupted.

"Okay, yeah. Give me 3 days to think. You can send me a work plan and how to handle the case that is now happening. If there's nothing, you guys get out..."

"Sir, can it be tomorrow?" I negotiated again for his decision, because Raka asked me in 3 days there should be an investor. If you have to wait for Teguh clearly exceeds what is targeted, and this is also not entirely certain I get. Shit!!!!!!

"I can't be pressured like this. Everything needs more detail. Thank you.." His hand directed us to get out of his room.

Gilang and I had run out of time, and we walked slowly until we closed the door to the room.

"What about nihh?" Along the way to the parking lot my mind was completely chaotic.

"Oh, we still have a few more lists anyway..."

"But, I'm actually quite a pessimist...." Mumbles. Putting my laptop in the bag I was carrying.

"We have to approach everything today, right? I don't have any more time to be distracted..." Gilang gave me his helmet.

"Can't it make it?" He saw me who was in trouble because he had to hold documents and an arm bag.

"I've used it here..." Gilang directly put the helmet on my head, then he also locks the helmet so as not to escape from my head. I deliberately looked down not to see his gaze again, for fear of repeating things like this morning.

"So, how should we go?" While riding on the passenger bench.

"By, this is if only..."

"Yes, what if? Speaking of which, we don't have much time. It will be at 11 Bang. Decisive lunch hour dong!" My babble while looking at the smartwatch that is already in my left hand.

"Too us app...."

"Eh briefly Bang, briefly..." I hurriedly opened my handbag.

"Why By?" He was trying to control his motorbike which was slightly swaying due to my anxiety on the passenger seat.

"Haah? Raka againii???" I'm a little hysterical.

"Where?"

"What is it about?" Means back.

"Oh, yes, the investor. How's updatenya? You don't have the same report as me!" The tone is pretty cranky. Fortunately I'm used to this sound.

"Damn. Fortunately, boss, if I model this model already I abisin time..." I murmured in my heart to hold back my emotions.

"New abis from the room Mr. Teguh Mas..."

"What was the outcome? I don't care where you go, I need results not processes!!"

"Yes, there's no result..."

"What do you mean?"

"Yes concerned want to learn the work plan first, learn the strategy we cover this case how. The point is they want to be careful to invest again or potential new investors..." Answer's short.

"New investor candidate? Said you were new from Mr. Teguh..." Damn, he was so detailed to process and digest words per word, more than a language teacher.

"Yes my assumption is. Yes the comparison is easy, Mr. Teguh who was once an investor just had to think again for the next 3 days, the future of new investors is not as strict as it was to join in our company..." I reply by restraining the overflowing emotions from the passenger seat.

"Bang, run the motor. Engulf this..." I slightly pushed away the phone to briefly talk to Gilang. On this underground floor there is absolutely no ventilation or ac that can help us breathe when entering this parking lot.

"What are you guys doing?????" The height of an okataf.

"Yes we're again in the parking lot. It's a long time ago, Mas, later after I exit the parking lot new telfoin again.." I immediately closed my phone without waiting for him to say hello or say okay.

"Why Raka?"

"Yes he usually mulu mulu this we already dapet or not the investor..." My chatter.

"Buset, he thought it was easy to get people who want to love their money in the middle of this Indonesian occupation..." Gilang did not lose his julidnya.

"You know, make a lot of emotions. Oh yeah, what were you saying?" My answer and just remembered the chat that had been interrupted because of Raka's phone call.

"Oh this By, what if we approach Azka first?" He asked in a vague voice along with the wind blowing on this highway track.

"Huh, what to do???"

"Yes like you said to Raka. People who have invested in us only need a long time to cross check again, how about new investors? The only one who can possibly love hope is Azka, By...." Gilang tried to explain even though his voice was racing with the noise of wind and capital vehicles.

I was silent for a moment. Either in my mind I think I should hope and rely on Azka. Not only yesterday's problems, but other problems also have not been opened in front of his family.Yes besides that, too, my feelings kept saying he was going to take this opportunity and this moment as an attempt to exchange his money for me who was his wife. I'mfrightened... I'm afraid my feelings will come true, what can I do? Where did that kind of money go to get through it? Because I have no choice, I can't do anything.

"Well to be honest, I don't want any more business with him. It's just for professionalism, it's bang...."

"What is it?" I waited for my answer.