HELLO SUNSHINE
Hello 24, Destiny's
Actually Rama is still upset with his family, the shadow when on the plane, he will be picked up and greeted with a warm embrace of his family, but the reality is presented far from the fire of the roast. It was as if he was just coming home from a swipe.
No family was present when he was graduated (luckily Om Shakti and his family were present to congratulate him), even now his return to his homeland was not welcomed.
Rama was most upset with his Papyri because he knew that the departure of Rama out of the country was at stake buried the dream of becoming an architect and following all the wishes of his Papi.
Only Sachi greeted him enthusiastically. Yes, only the Sachilah family needs his presence. Who provides a hug when she gets home.
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The next day, Mang Ujang had arrived at Mr. Isam's house at six or less ten minutes, until the security of the house felt strange, at this hour office drivers had come to pick up.
Rama came out the door of the house, he called Mang Ujang who just had a coffee.
"Let's go Mang we go" Rama invited while entering the car sitting in the front.
"This is Mas Boss craft what forgets the time already back to Indonesia, the morning is very work road, already rich part cleaning service" Mang Ujang grumbled.
"Udah sono jalan, do not know the custom of Mas Rama, if already angry what is also slammed" said Security reminded.
"Ah time? kaya from yesterday cuek aja his person, ga look fierce" said Mang Ujang.
"We're Security's most afraid of him, the culprit and reckless. Once the fence was smashed hit by him because it was not on the fence" Security story.
"Waduh" Mang Ujang replied as he hurriedly ran towards the car.
Mang Ujang went straight into the car.
"Slow is the movement" Rama said
"Where are you going?" said Mang Ujang while putting on a seat belt.
"The grave" answered Rama casually.
"Yes Allah Gusti .. Mas Boss .. My ears are still normal right? going to the cemetery in the morning? do not stop me late in the car and I was invited to the grave dong Mas" asked Mang Ujang shocked.
"Which pretends not to be horrified or there is a problem in his ears? later I buy medicine if the ears do not hear" replied Rama flat.
"What medicine is Mas Boss?" ask Mang Ujang.
"A glass of black coffee is the same as vegetables in front of the office of Papi, whose seller has a beautiful child" said Rama.
"Haha... Mas Boss knows too.." said Mang Ujang wonder if Rama knew about his son's shopkeeper, so far almost all male employees breakfast there.
There is a fresh view, a beautiful woman who serves breakfast as well as very friendly people.
"Let me long time to go to Papi's office, all the rich news is that mah sampe aja Mang in my ears" replied Rama casually.
The car seat was down, Rama went back to sleep complete with his sunglasses. Before going to bed, he gave instructions to go to the cemetery.
"This is Mas Boss there is a problem in his eyes or how is it? already know the rich gini cloudy, he wears sunglasses. This truly miraculous human being. O Allah, give patience to your servant. If not instructions from Mr. Isam, he mending mending mendilih be an anterin office driver staff deh" said Mang Ujang in his heart.
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Arriving in front of Mami's Tomb, Rama did a prayer with his solemnity, it has been a long time, since his busy college and only returned once a year to Indonesia.
"Mi .. Sorry if her nickname was changed, not respecting Mami's wishes. But let the story continue under the name Rama .. may bring good luck to Rama's life in the future" said Rama.
From Mami's grave, he went to Nay's tomb in the cemetery complex next door. Mang Ujang can only stay in the car, the sun is still shy out of the contest, heavy rain last night makes the clouds still look dark.
Back Rama'a praying in front of Nay's tomb, about four graves, sitting a woman was praying just like him. The woman looked like she was wiping her tears. The rain fell, not yet heavy but quite wet if the way in front of the tomb gate, the woman took out an umbrella and prepared to leave.
"Excuse me... can you use an umbrella to park? I don't have an umbrella" asked Rama politely.
"Boleh Kak .. I happen to have a wide umbrella, let Kak wear an umbrella together" the woman replied.
"Still yes" answered Rama as he ran up to the woman.
"Sister who holds it, because it's taller than me" the woman asked.
"Yes" answered Rama while taking the handle of the umbrella.
Not deliberately their hands touched, both of them immediately pulled their hands, but Rama immediately deftly held the handle of the umbrella so as not to fall.
"Sorry .. ga deliberately" said Rama full of regrets.
The woman just smiled.
"Come quickly, will be raining big" invited the woman.
The woman drove Rama to his car. Mang Ujang swiftly opened the door for Rama.
"Thank you for the umbrella ride" said Rama.
"Together Brother, humans should help each other while they can" replied the beautiful woman with a height of 165 cm.
"Mas Boss, eta jalma atawa jajalmaan (it's a human or a creature)" whispered Mang Ujang.
"Husss" said Rama to Mang Ujang.
"Where are you going? Rain gini, angkot must rarely pass" said Rama towards the woman.
"I took a taxi" he replied.
"Well this car, later in the race place you can go down, or where are you going? who knows we're in the same direction" asked Rama from inside his car.
"Kearah Sudirman Kak" replied the woman.
"I happen to be there too, which means we're in the same direction, ride in this car, don't be afraid... humans should help each other" Rama said politely.
Mang Ujang opened the back door for the woman. Rama continued his sleep, actually he felt jetlag, the difference in time six hours for the past four years was felt to change his sleep pattern. Usually here at seven in the morning then there is still at one night which incidentally still hours of sleep. Therefore, his body sends signals to the brain to sleep.
Mang Ujang was the one who invited talking to the woman who was sitting in the back seat.
Arriving at the parking lot of the Papi office building, Mang Ujang slowly woke Rama who was very sound sleep. Rama wakes up rubbing his eyes.
"Who was that woman?" rama asked in shock.
"Which woman is Mas Boss?" said Mang Ujang pretending to bego.
"That was the same as us from the grave" explained Rama.
"Wah Mas Boss halu or dream nih. try to rub his eyes again, who knows has not collected his spirit" said Mang Ujang.
"Mang do not be joking, see that there was a beautiful woman, tall as high as wearing a purple hijab" said Rama.
"Ngelindur ya Mas Boss?" man Ujang.
"Hihihi .. yang yang dikibulin.. anyways fad mulu from yesterday. Where if you sleep do not remember the world." said Mang Ujang becanda alone.
Rama returned to the car, opened his wallet, he gave the euro to Mang Ujang.
"What money is this? never seen the rich gini" said Mang Ujang confused to see the euro currency.
"To buy Neng Rani's charmers, I don't have rupiah. Mang nyebrang aja to the front building, there is a money changer (place to exchange foreign money) quite ten euros about one hundred and fifty thousand" said Rama explained.
"Well actually this is Mas Boss.sagala know the name of the warrior... ckckck salute me the same Mas Boss .. thank you Mas the money, later I change first" replied Mang Ujang while lifting his two thumbs up.
Rama knows the term of the warrior, he did not know accidentally from his Papi driver. Rama once called asking about Sachi's nanny who didn't pick up the phone. Well it sounds that the driver again ate the same security as the office, so he asked what is a celebrity.
Rama was curious about the warrior, so in addition to vegetables as usual, in the stall also sold famous athletes along the Sudirman road because he was the only seller. This pesor is a kind of rice that is wrapped using banana leaves, the difference is the shape of a quadrilateral, different from the same long round bulky. After being wrapped using banana leaves, the charmers are then tied using rapia rope stacked with other charmers, so that it is in the form of folds when it is ripe. The presentation can use coconut milk vegetables such as vegetable fillings, but here is typical with coconut grater that is fried and mixed with a little chili to add flavor.
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Rama waited in front of the elevator, wearing his bomber jacket to cover the checkered shirt he wore. The elevator door opened out a woman in her long skirt.
"Loh...you...?" rama said while pointing forward.
"Sister.sorry yes I got off the car slam, but already saying goodbye and thanks to the driver Brother. Abis looked like his brother was tired, his sleep was so good" said the woman.
"Yes gapapa . oh yes, knowin .. I am Rama" Rama introduced himself.
"I'm Izza" Izza replied briefly.
"You work here?" ask Rama.
"It's just an intern, a three-month contract" Izza explained.
"Ohhh . okay deh .. I went up first" said Rama who immediately pressed the elevator button.
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In the elevator, Rama presses a button on his HP and then calls someone.
"Mang Ujanggg .... I almost believed that the woman was a delicate creature... It turned out to be a train... Hadehhhhhhhhhhh, my God, this leg was already felt lemes ngebayangin can communicate with delicate creatures" said Rama without saying stale.
"Hahaha. series or Mas Boss, from yesterday I was mulu. One is the same." replied Mang Ujang.
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Rama walked towards his Papi's room, almost eight in the morning, the employees had started arriving.
Mba Gita was already seen sitting in her chair while typing. He stopped by first to enter Mba Gita's room.
"Hi Mba Gita .. getting busy again" said Rama.
"For Mas Rama .. wah .. more saucy come home from outside" said Mba Gita.
"This is a sincere compliment? or just want to have breakfast? hehehe" joked Rama.
"Relax .. I had breakfast. Rama came here for what to do? can anyone help?" ask Mba Gita.
"You meet Papi" replied Rama simply.
"Have you been asked to enter the office? You're at the house?" ask Mba Gita.
"Mba's business" replied Rama.
"Welcome to the jungle (welcome speech by assuming the workplace as a jungle ready to explore) Mas Rama" said Mba Gita.
"Thanks" said Rama briefly.
"Just yesterday until now I have directly entered work, even though Mr. Isam has not given any instructions to me for Mas Rama" explained Mba Gita.
"I came as Rama who four years ago signed an agreement with Mr. Isam" said Rama.
"All have been fulfilled right Mas. both the party of Mr. Isam and the party of Mas Rama, what is written has been equally carried out" said Mba Gita.
"Yup. everything goes according to the contract. Now is the time for me to be free Mba. I want to wake up my own dream, I do not want to be confined here" said Rama seriously.
"Who is Mas Rama? did not Mas Rama say ready to help Mr Isam so rush home after graduation and continue the master program there?" ask Mba Gita.
"At first yes, but after rethinking, there is still Mas Haidar who can help Papi" replied Rama.
"Mas Haidar has long resigned from all of Pak Isam's companies. Yes, like now, he is more comfortable building his own business. Now only Mas Ramalah is expected to replace the position of Mr. Isam. After all, Mas Haidar's ability to lead is less qualified, plus his name is already bad because of a divorce with Mba Anindya who rame outside said if Mas Haidar cheated and barren" said Mba Gita while sitting in the front seat of Rama.
A woman came in carrying two cups of hot chocolate, placed one by one in front of Mba Gita and Rama.
Rama was momentarily stunned to see the woman, but he hurriedly gathered his consciousness, setting the rhythm of his heart that was chasing wildly.
"This is Izza, he is seconded in the HRD to take care of the severance of the employees of the Hotel that will be closed" Mba Gita introduced Izza.
"Already knew Mba.." replied Izza.
"Where do you know?" ask Mba Gita.
"In the lobby, right in front of the elevator" Rama quickly replied.
"Izza pamit want to work first yes Mba. excuse me Kak.." said Izza.
"Izza .. do not haphazardly call Kak.. This is the youngest son of Mr. Isam, the future big Boss here" Mba Gita reminded.
"Oh. I'm sorry Mr. Rama, I don't know" Izza replied embarrassedly.
"Hahaha.my ears kok gatel yes called Mr... kesimpanya rich old" joked Rama.
"What do I call him?" ask Izza seriously.
"His funny is also called Big Brother, sounds familiar and impressed younger." replied Rama.
"Mas Rama has begun to be able to sedain cewe nih.. beware yes assortment with his sister Mba.." said Mba Gita.
"Lohs... Izza's sister Mba Gita?" rama asked convincingly.
"Yes ... Izza this is my sister, so look out for all kinds of him" wanti-wanti Mba Gita.
Izza leaves the room Mba Gita, Rama's eyes continue to follow Izza's steps.
"Let's drink first, it's enough to warm the heartbeat that is cold overwritten by the wind of love" led Mba Gita.
Rama who seduced Mba Gita can only smile while lifting a cup from the table.