
I sat there in the cafe, just the silence we felt. I glanced at Mr. Ardi he was looking for the file he was carrying.
And Rio was just tinkering at his phone.
"Is there any other way to arrest uncle" I asked the two of them.
Mr. Ardi shook his head not knowing what to do.
"What can I propose" Rio said as he put his phone into the pocket of a shirt.
"Please" answered.
"How about we report him on the charge of falsifying the company's certificate, because the real one is in our hands, so we're easier to get the case into the legal pipeline" Rio said.
I don't think Rio's advice is bad, but it's really good.
"Tomorrow we'll go to the police station" I told them.
They nodded in agreement.
Since it was late at night, I rented the hotel to Mr. Ardi and Rio, however they would help with this matter, so I have to win not to make them comfortable with the attitude and the place I give.
Tonight I lay on the bed, looking up at the sky of the hotel.
Really for this time I miss Nita so much, 2 months is enough time to make me fall into the abyss of longing.
This morning I woke up in high spirits, I hope this plan goes smoothly without any obstacles.
I'm ready to go to the police station.
Without waiting for long I knocked on the door of Ardi and Rio's hotel room.
It's a good thing they're up and ready, so I don't have to wait long to get them ready.
I ordered a taxi online, so if I don't have a car, go anywhere it's difficult because I have to rely on others.
We got into the car that said Gocar.
We finally arrived at the police station.
Long time we wait finally arrived also our turn to file this case.
"There's something I can help you with" said a police officer who sat opposite us.
"We want to file a case of forgery of the company's ownership papers" Rio said.
"I can see the letter" the policeman asked.
Mr. Ardi submitted a map containing file files to create a report.
"Okay then I will process this case and ask for an explanation from Mr. Rama and the company Rama Wijaya" said the police.
"Thank you" I told the police.
The three of us went to a restaurant that is quite famous, even the visitors never stop coming there.
We sat at a table close to a wide window.
We ordered food and drinks to prop up the stomach from earlier rumbling. I looked outwards at the many people walking in the scorching sun.
They don't really feel uncomfortable with the heat of the sun.
I opened my laptop and there was a serious problem in the office.
Without waiting for long I called Rudi.
\[Yes sir about goods that do not meet the wishes of consumers\] said from there.
I let out a sigh of anger, not even one problem has been solved there is a new problem again.
\[Call the warehouse stap to meet the needs of consumers\] I told Rudi while still on the phone.
I quickly turned off the phone.
I eat my food unsettled, even though the problem is trivial but still if the client cancels the contract, my company must have suffered a big loss.
This afternoon I went back to the hotel, looking for the files I needed.
'Meet too' murmured me.
I opened a sheet containing sales last month.
I'm still reading carefully, because I missed even a little bit I will definitely not find the location of the error.
Finally I found also the location of the error, it turns out that when I went to Semarang there were lost items and a total of quite a lot.
'what's in my office there's my inner korufsi.
For fear that I was mistaken I asked Zahra to send data again via email.
I opened it and looked at it carefully but the result remained the same, the item missing almost a pick up.
I think this makes my head break.
"Argghhhh" I shouted in frustration thinking about all this.
I called the warehouse to ask where the goods were shipped.
[Hallo sir there's something I can help you with] said Dika stap warehouse in my office.
[Send data three months ago] I ordered it to him.
I saw the data sent by Dika, I likened it to the data sent by Zahra.
I looked for a long time where it was wrong so I had to read it many times.
Until I found out there was an item sent but no destination address.
There was a delivery of two pick-up cars that had no destination address.
'What because of this the stock of goods in my office is exhausted' my murmur.
I took another cell phone and called Dika again.
[Dik please explain this where the two pickups were sent but without the destination address] cecarku directly when Dika picked up the phone.
[Sorry sir, if that is not known, all shipments arranged by Zahra and Rudi] he replied.
I had expected that from the beginning I was already suspicious of Zahra. But if Rudi I'm not sure if he did it.
But I can't be rash about taking this step, it could be someone else doing it.
For the time being I've had this detrimental job, I need to refocus on thinking about my uncle and the company.
I met Mr. Ardi and Rio in his room.
"Do the police accept our case and how it goes" I asked them.
"There is no news sir, it may still be in process" Rio said.
I'm still daydreaming about all this, my office problems and uncle's company problems.
Drttt... Drttt....
The message went to Rio's phone.
"The police officer is asking us to his office right now" Rio said with a cold exfression.
I, Rio and Mr. Ardi go to the police station.