
"Dec, use babysitter two. Use auto debit from Han's account, non-contract and can go with you wherever you go." Dad dragged a piece of paper signed by my husband out of his hand.
"This is a family covenant. Reflecting on the case of Vano, reflecting on the case of Aunt Novi and Pakwa Ken, I have concerns about a new son-in-law here. Perhaps, for Hamdan, the Fa'ad bang and the daughter-in-law apply as well. This is just an individual agreement, between Han and Father, the same law enforcement we will make a list for the daughters-in-law who make a pact with Dad in a sheet stamped. Then, the subsidiary of the father you hold, may be helped by Han, but you can't let go for Han. Knows no? Mama Aca's mom, she helped with papa Ghifar's job, but she never worked."
I quickly nodded.
"Keep…. It's Dad's property-sharing letter. But this happens if Dad dies huh? Dad's assets are mentioned all here." Dad showed me a new sheet, then showed me one by one the list. "Actually, I clicked on you to hold the two mines. Say, this is your head of business. Just, you're married." Dad glanced towards the Workshop bang.
"Yes greetings, Dad. Should her son be a widow again?" Bang Workshop immediately looks frustrated.
"Ish, you are! Dengerin first!" Dad hit his own lap, he must be anxious and want to catch the workshop bang.
"Yes sorry, Dad." Bang Workshop nodded his head.
"If you're not here today, he's got an important job. But he agreed and put his signature on the stamp." Dad showed me the signature of bang Chandra.
"So, meaning?" I still don't understand clearly.
"So, yes, the unit. You're in Sorong Papua, your brother in Kalimantan. But this happens, if you're dead." Dad gave me the letter.
I grabbed it and haven't seen the contents yet. "Duh, yes Dad don't die, later I bother to take care of your business."
Know my beloved father, I am not crazy about your treasure. I'm afraid of losing your role, rather than losing your prime.
Father expression, 😯. Expression bang Workshop, 😳. Then, here's the expression of the father's attorney 🤨.
"There's something like this, don't bother him." The power of the law of the father is shaking his head.
He is a descendant of batak, like Hotman Paris.
"Ra, this is for later. Not for today, okay?" I think you think I'm stupid.
"Yes, understand. It's up to Dad! I'm not even happy." I leaned against the sofa, looking at the contents of the letter.
Complete, there's a name for Key's brother until Cali's here. The first granddaughter of each child was written here, so later if I had been in power and I died, it would be relegated to Galen.
The factory is in Pekanbaru area, with offices in Bali. Usually the office is separated like this, at first it must be illegal. Either because it was not the father who became the owner, so the father bought a whole factory with his employees as well.
"FR. CMF is illegal?" I glanced straight at Dad.
"Official, haphazardly!" Dad immediately returned my sharp gaze.
"This is Dad's business? Usually if Dad's business son is behind him there must be a name 'Kerintan', this does not exist." I showed the business by the name of heir brother Key.
"So CMF was the business of Mamah Fira who became the official distributor of other tissue factories. Because it is time-consuming, this distributor is shrewd because the marketing is less. Because I thought about the position of Dad's eldest son who was shifted by the Chandra bang, so Dad made a tissue paper processing factory. From the tree, until it becomes a large sheet of plywood cake tuh processed there. Just because I am a veteran myself, I entrust to Mama Fira from zero to stable process. Permission, all sorts of things, transport and employees, he's all in charge. From the plywood sheet of paper, it was sent to Bali and processed into various tissues. From facial tissues, kitchens, toilets, wet wipes, to packaged and marketed in Bali as well. Mamah Fira is sick, brother you don't want to go there. Fa'ad once a month is erratic, it remains father's people again who are hired. In essence, the original intention was PT for your brother because you know himself he was not considered rude. Dad thinks bad first, afraid of Daddy's son on naughty nguasain effort Dad, continue to be your brother's confused about the material. Don't let it be that way. Father's son lives well, he and the other father's foster children are equally good."
My father was very wise, thinking of all his children. I wanted to borrow everyone's thumbs, then point them at my dad.
"To the Flowers can be like that, Dad?" Brow bang Workshop up next door.
"Saham can, at his father's hospital. Actually, the stock belongs to Ra's grandparents, I can choose nothing, so he said pay attention to the stocks they planted. Dad the ridhonya yes share it, his father Flower snob, so lazy itself."
Wooh, I'm curious.
"So every month, the stock proceeds go to Interest?" It's delicious if that's the case, he doesn't work anything and he gets the stock money.
If the stock nitips one or two million, fortunately the range is hundreds of thousands. But suppose the value of the shares reaches billions of money, even trillion, is not full we eat the results of the shares alone?
"So, get into Daddy and Dad's not wearing either. Actually, I'm afraid to eat the money from Dad. You wonder, actually this is fussed not the same Father brothers?Actually, the house that your brother occupied, not the same as your brothers? Actually the field that your brother is processing, is discussed not the same Father's brothers? Until that money came out, I completely split up in the special account of the hospital stock with you." Dad was chin-backed, with elbows on his thighs.
"No, sir. It was agreed by all parties. My brothers and sisters are all rich. If you think of your parents' money, you think that the initial capital of the Father's business from the parents? Is it disturbed by the Father's brothers? But it turns out that it has all been divided equally, not only the Father who cheongkong Father's parents, but all the Father's brothers. Not I know, but it is my father who became the legal representative of the late Mr. Adi. All matters of correspondence belong to him, even still safe in my hands. Just wear it, sir. People die have not thought about their world's treasures anymore, the important father who became his son did not use the money of parents for bad things." Father's law is open-sounding.
Ohh, so this father's father is Adi's grandfather's lawyer. The descent turned out.
"Ehh, so the mind wants to build a boarding school. What do you think, Father?" Father flicked his hand and looked towards his lawyer.
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