Jagoanku Turns out to be CEO
56. Plans for the Dojo
Everything in the Dojo still looked less excited until the training finally stopped.
All disperse continue their respective activities after practicing.
"Pamit used to be bang," Bimo told the Fachri bang and Anton bang.
"Okay .be careful on the road, Oh yeah.. Bim, wait a minute," bang Anton told Bimo.
"There's a bang," asked Bimo as he stopped his steps and turned around.
"Is anyone still playing crackle again" asked Anton again.
Bimo smiled for a moment and shook his head.
"Not really, safe,"
"Yes, I've done it" said Bimo, finally waving his hand.
Bimo took his motorbike in the parking lot after that drove his motorbike to the place where Abah mustache the owner of the Dojo building.
Because the road was a bit narrow when there was a car passing, Bimo parked his motorbike in the yard of the X village.
Then cross the street on foot.
"Assynoltomodel.."
"Waalaikumssalam.., What's wrong ..? the stall hasn't opened yet" said the middle-aged woman, probably his wife's mustache.
"Bimo did not want to eat kok Bu, just wanted to meet Abah mustache, said Bimo who saw the mother was confused because he thought he was a customer of the food and beverage stall.
"My husband just shopping to the market to prepare the merchandise later tonight mas, there is a need of what the hell mas..?" asked the mother, curious to know.
"You want to talk about the rented building, Kok Bu" said Bimo again.
"Ooh ..if the problem can be direct to me, because the land and the building belongs to my late father mas," said the mother back.
"Oh, yes, ma'am."
"Look Mom, I want to ask if it's true that place should not be on contract anymore? he said he wanted to be hired by a shopkeeper, is that right ?'' ask Bimo to Miss Romlah, the name of Abah's wife mustache.
"Actually this is the case, the house is a heritage house of my late father," said Ms. Romlah with a sigh.
"Five months ago my father died, and we have four children."
Back Miss Romlah stopped her story and breathed in sadly.
"We do not want to be contracted again because we want to sell it, not rented for shops, explained Mrs Romlah.
"It's not true, because my eldest brother needs money and wants to be immediately in for the inheritance of our parents, so we intend to sell it."
"How much to sell, ma'am ? someone wants to buy it" Bimo said.
Mom Romlah's face brightened instantly, "does anyone want to buy?,"
"This is aja deh mas.then if anyone wants to buy, and the incident is I love percentages deh," said Mrs Romlah later.
Bimo smiled at the promise.
"How much do you want to sell?" bimo asked affirming with a smile.
"it is a land of a thousand square meters, multiply it by four million permeters," said Ms. Romlah offer.
Bimo was silent for a moment .
"means about 4M huh Ma'am,"
"Yes around that's mas," said Ms. Romlah later.
"Okay ma'am, I'll tell you later" Bimo said as he stood up.
"It can't be less, ma'am," said Bimo trying to bargain.
"Lha .. Is it a mas who wants to buy?, why play bargain all," said Ms Romlah again.
"Once if the price can be in the country, we can directly offer Mom," said Bimo again.
Mom Romlah was silent for a moment then said.
"Yes could be less mas," said Ms. Romlah finally.
"Yes ma'am, I'll tell you again" Bimo said as he resigned.
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