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Today is the third day after Ilham was discharged from the hospital. But the man's condition has not fully recovered. However, because of her stubbornness made Mama Lina unwilling to comply with the request of the son.
Now Ilham was in his room with his secretary Devan. The man breathed a rough sigh. Occasionally he massaged his head as he felt a dizzy pulse strike.
“Pak Ilham should just rest at home. This problem let me finish.” said Devan who did not have the heart to see the condition of his boss who has not fully recovered.
“It's okay. I have done well.” sahut Ilham.
“There is latest info about Subroto search?” ask the Inspiration to Devan.
Sontak Devan shook his head small. Seeing that, Ilham again sighed in anger. Either until when his men find the existence of Subroto-People who have corrupted in his company.
Subroto was the one who had taken away the company's 900 million dollars. Of course Ilham as CEO of Nugraha Company must replace the loss. Not to mention he paid hospital fees when he fell into a coma yesterday.
“Viewers, we are currently being horrendous by someone who committed corruption in the Nugraha Company. Reportedly the CEO who just got out of the hospital immediately intervened to deal with this problem.”
Ilham propped up his chin as his ears heard the news that was splashing on social media because of one of his employees. Many investors and other companies canceled cooperation with his company.
Believe me, at this time he is really in the midst of some problems that come his way.
“Halo,” Devan said as the man received a call from his boss' men.
“What? Still haven't seen you?” pekik Devan couldn't believe it.
“Yes. Either way, you find him until you meet.” Devan said.
Devan put his phone in his pants pocket when the call was unilaterally switched off by him. The man took a quick glance at his superior who was closing his eyes.
“Pak-“
“I know. Subroto is very difficult to find.” said Ilham when Devan will open his voice.
Devan tightened his lips listening to what was going to come out of his boss' mouth.
“I am sure, behind the actions done by Subroto-There must be someone who controls it.” said Ilham in a soft tone.
Devan looked at his boss with a curious look. At once, no one hated or hostile to Inspiration all this time. Then, who is the real mastermind? Think of that man.
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As usual, early in the morning like this Nindia is ready to shop at the vegetable maker. The woman took a small step when she saw the vegetable cart not far from her direction.
When he reached there, Mothers who had tompels immediately greeted him with excitement. Remember ‘kan with Mothers of tompel owners? Yes, he was the one who insisted on making Nindia his daughter-in-law.
“Eh no neng,” chirps Mother owner tompel it.
Nindia simply responded with a knotty smile. The woman's hand nimbly chose some of the vegetables she was in need of.
“How's neng? Not so ‘kan marriage equally candidate?” ask Tompel's mother.
Nindia frowned confusedly. Instantly her memory wanders on the first meeting with the Mother who wants her to be her son's wife.
“Ah, i-iya.” Nindia says with stammering.
“Just mah, if not be the same as the candidate, reported Mom directly yes neng!” exclaim the mother with an enthusiastic tone.
Nindia was only able to comment on an awkward smile. There are a lot of mothers who are shopping for vegetables this morning. Understandably the average around the house Mami Dita, the Mothers only become IRT only. So they will shop for vegetables every day like today.
“Eh, I heard-heard her niece Mother Dita was again pregnant big loh,” chirped one of the Mothers of the gossip mongrel.
“Iya loh I did not lie!” I cried, Mothers are the culprits of the rumor again.
“But really, her husband was never seen huh?” ask the vegetable seller who has been tempted by the conversation of his buyers.
“Well that's her Mom, maybe her niece got pregnant out of wedlock time huh?”
It felt like Nindia's ears were very hot when she heard the useless chatter of Mothers around her. It was very desirable that the woman clawed at the mouths of Mothers who brought rumors that were not true.
“Wah I did not think that his nephew kayak so.” said a vegetable seller who easily trust the words of others.
Had enough. Nindia can't stand being here. Just wait, it will explode soon too.
“Gery yes Ma'am, his son is like that. Must be Bu Dita embarrassed tuh-“
“STOP!” exclaiming Nidia made the Mother-Mother chatter instantly stop.
“Why neng? Neng also knew that his nephew Mother Dit-“
“Stop talking to others.” said Nindia quickly cut off the words that the gossip monger/spreader would say.
“Loh why? Love me!!” serobot the mother did not accept.
Nindia gave a rough sigh. At this time he felt emotional turmoil that could overflow at any time.
“You don't know the truth like how. So, please stop talking, Miss Aira. He's not who you think he is!” nindia tapped in annoyance.
"Never judge others without the truth. I can sue Mom for defaming someone!"
The woman's reddened face held back the emotions that would overflow. The woman kept back some of the vegetables she had taken. Her mood worsened when she heard the Mothers talking nothing about Aira.
“Loh why stored again vegetables neng?” ask the vegetable seller in confusion.
“I'm not shopping here Bu.” Reply Nindia.
“No can do dong!” exclaim the vegetable seller nyolot.
“My area dong! Remember yes Mom, the buyer is RAJA.” said Nindia emphasized every word she said.
The woman turned her body and stepped quickly towards her master's house. Really, early in the morning like this the mood has dropped.
“Basic neng, not very polite with parents!” screech the vegetable seller.
While one of the Mothers who had a tompel on her face stared at Nindia's departure with both eyes wide open.
“WAH, here's what fits me! His courage deserves a thumbs up!” exclaimed the mother while giving her two thumbs.
“Great from where it is anyway. The guy he's been so late!” exclaiming Mothers of gossip.
“Yes great, he has dared to defend which is wrong which is right.” he said with PD.
“Begini was great, how about in bed?” he said with a very curious look.
“Stres.” chirps Mothers who have just listened.
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...Waduh Ilham want to go bankrupt like? ...
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