CUBICLES
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The supreme DIRECTOR of the giant Sail Industries, Datuk Zahran just sat at his office desk. His contribution in developing the industrial field in Malaysia has been awarded with degrees of greatness (Datuk) by Yang-di-Pertuan Agong (Federated Government) since from a young age again. Datuk Zahran became one of the most influential and wealthy individuals in the world.

The master tower of Sail Industries was also built on Pulaza Island, Melaka in memory of the spilled land of his birth. A construction of the tallest skyscraper in the country of Melaka itself.

His personal secretary, Natasha, brought him a cup of hot coffee to serve the famous figure. The beautiful young girl continued to smile even though Datuk Zahran himself was moping. Like a thunder coming through.

“Why, sir? Is there a problem? Rarely see a distressed master like this?” ask Natasha, concerned.

“Entahlah.I am not sure myself. But, there is no way..” lamented Datuk Zahran.

“If you don't want to tell me nothing. But I believe you can settle things calmly. That's what you always tell us, right? InsyAALLAH, any problem will be able to be faced well,” Natasha shows herself to take care.

“Ya. thank you, Natasha. You're a good worker. InsyALLAH, hopefully simplified. Oh yeah, what about the development of the project under Mira's control? Any good news?” ask Datuk Zahran to shift the conversation topic.

“Oh that,” said Natasha, then press the punat on the control device. Then out the blue hologram screen display in the large office space. It shows hard-to-understand data. Many numbers and words in addition to diagram illustrations are displayed.

Datuk Zahran as Director of Screen Industries examined one by one the data exhibited. He nodded slowly. As if satisfied with the work done by Mira. One of his outstanding employees in the research department. The sketch of a striped hand image is observed only by the man.

“This can be a great innovation later. Many people who do not have the ability to be helped,” said Datuk Zahran, positive.

“I want to visit the testing site this afternoon. Can you take care of it for me?” the Datuk Zahran.

“Err forgive me, sir. It is appropriate that the schedule of the master after this should visit the abandoned nephew tian in the hospital. He was a road accident last night.” Natasha informs after checking Datuk Zahran's personal work schedule on her computer.

“Oh, yes. Almost forgot pulak.” Datuk Zahran just came out about it.

Last night Melissa called him and told him about the accident that befell her son, Zaki. But the density of work time makes it difficult for him to go out to visit. Incidentally, a meeting with several CEOs this evening was canceled and he wanted to take the opportunity to visit his nephew in the hospital.

Pulaza Island Hospital

THE FOOD above was untouched. Zaki has no taste for touching hospital dishes that do not keep his taste. He spent a lot of time out the window. His gaze was released towards the blue sea with the calm roaring waves. Her personal wad door was immediately opened, shutting off Zaki's daydream.

Of course the mother who came to visit him, getus Zaki in heart.

No one else came to visit except his mother. Even his most beloved girlfriend is still not showing his shadow. Finally there is a feeling of longing for the mother who has given birth to him. It seems only today to realize that only his mother sahajalah really loved him.

“Why are mothers passing very? Zaki borellah,” rumgut Zaki while turning.

As soon as Zaki's eyes looked towards that body, he complained subtly.

“Mother is not there. He said he wanted to come today, until the afternoon is still no longer coming,” explained Zaki a little disappointed.

Natasha who heard the ears. As what Zaki had told him was a bit of a surprise.

“Where did your mother go? Because I myself did not see him earlier today at the company. I'm afraid I'll take time off to take care of you in the hospital,” Natasha said.

“What mom didn't come to work today?” about Zaki anyway, surprised. His body ached as he tried to get out of bed for want of reassurance.

“Tak what. Let me phone mister Melissa,” said Datuk Zahran then immediately contact his sister-in-law how many times.

“Tak lift? Where did he go exactly?” datuk Zahran said without diverting the mobile phone placed into his ear.

Zaki he's in bed starting to fret. His mother never disappeared without telling him first. His heart began to worry.

Clik.

Answerphone calls. Datuk Zahran gave his greetings as a speech opener.

“Helo?”

“If you want Melissa safe. Obey my directives...” I don't know why a man's voice sounds so rude online.

“Who is this? Don't you want to mess around?” mad Datuk Zahran so Zaki and Natasha are surprised to hear him.

“I know you Zahran. Brother-in-law to Melissa. Jugak Director of Sail Industries Company. Obey my direction, Zahran..” The man repeats the same verse mingling with ugliness.

“Do you dare anything Melissa?” cradle Datuk Zahran then continued out of the patient's room in haste.

In a state of shock, Natasha followed the manikan and left Zaki there.

“What happened? Mommy got to kidnap her? Ahey! Don't leave me here!” zaki Laun.

His face was shriveled by a thousand. He tried to rise up in pursuit of his uncle, but his kudrat was limited. No one who returned his screams made Zaki sniffle.

“Yes ALLAH. Protect my mother, O GOD,” Zaki groans with complete dependence on the DIVINE.

He did not know what had happened, but he surrendered to the LORD to be avoided from all misfortune. Past events are in his mind. His father's death greatly touched the peace of his soul. Enough of that. He did not want his mother to accept the same fate because the memory of the past was very useful in his life.