JUST FRACTURE
CHAPTER 16

Mr. Herlan was furious because Mr. Subrata refused when he would send the usual goods he received

"Sorry sir, I have not been able to receive any more goods from the father, I crawled again now, the big order has broken the cooperation."

Mr. Subrata's answer was flat on the phone. There is no anxiety like four months ago when for the first time he decided not to supply goods to him, while the goods in the warehouse are overcapacity.

He eventually regretted the decision he had taken first, because he thought he could dictate to Mr. Subrata and could force his son, Subarkah to marry his daughter, Nenti, who was so eager to marry Subarkah.

Now he is confused to be accompanied by goods that are already worth billions must be distributed piled up in the warehouse, while to pay employees, loans from banks are thin? On the other hand, Nenti's daughter kept pressing

"Where, Dad? Want to say patience again? If you're not, just tell me, let me take care of myself."

Yesterday her daughter was angry again. Lastly he forced to ask for tens of millions of dollars.

"Here you go, now I don't have to do anything. Just transfer the money right now!"

Those words actually hit the heart of Mr. Herlan who thought, the more his son came here, the more disrespectful. But what do you want to say? He was very dear to his daughter, until then he immediately transferred the money requested to his account, whether what he would make, whatever, whatever, he believes Nenti is more than an adult to act and take care of himself.

He himself then decided to contact again Mr. Subrata, offering his goods again with a quote far below the price should be. He knew his decision would be a huge loss. But there is no other choice, because if the goods remain in the warehouse, the company's operations can die.

"I don't promise, sir. I asked for two days to contact my partner "

Mr. Subrata's answer was not what he expected, but at least it was enough to calm Mr. Herlan on that day.

On the other hand, Mr. Subrata immediately called Subarkah, his tone was so pleading that his son could meet him that day, and thankfully, Subarkah agreed. He respecked again on his papi, after he knew, doing what he had once suggested.

"Yes, Pih. I leave the afternoon after work."

Mr. Subrata was very happy, so the night after his son came, he immediately invited him to his office, mapping the condition of the company with the prospect of risking the captive Mr. Herlan to him. He believes his son's business felling is better than his.

"Barkah can only suggest, Father could have received back the supply from Mr. Herlan, but the scale should not exceed the volume of suppliers

which already exists." And so on, and so on until after Subarkah's talk was over, Mr. Subrata patted his son's shoulder. He was proud of Subarkah who was so careful in making decisions and that night Mr. Subrata immediately sent news via email about the ability to buy goods from Mr. Herlan with the volume and price to be given

The decision once again did not match what Mr. Herlan expected, after reading the email he received from Pak subrata, but at least opened the deadlock of his mind, who knows the future will rise, he said, ride and return delivery as before. In his heart he said thanks to his partner, at least, his company can be operational, a month ahead.

Unfortunately, Subarkah returned to his home village, after receiving news via Whats app from Patimah, who requested a location for the office of Patimah, he said he would create a new division within the company, which he said, the details will be discussed after meeting. The news that made him flowery, because later he will see the best of days, the woman he misses so much and he citai.

"I saw yesterday, the vegetables and leaves of the post-harvest plants were piled up just like that, huh?"

That was the first sentence that was thrown Patimah at Subarkah while standing in front of the sorting place, where some women work and occasionally look at both.

"O, yeah. Why?" Reply Subarkah who since then his eyes looked at Patimah from top to bottom, from bottom to top, admiring the way of dressing Patimah who is getting here more fashionable while still presenting themselves as a true Muslim, and still showing themselves as a true Muslim, for not one bit showed the aura in his body.

"I just thought, to make it economical, for example raising goats or cows, or maybe it can be made fertilizer?"

Wow, Subarkah was really impressed with the idea of Patimah so, did not expect the woman who once stepped just as far as the house to the yard, now her step was very forward, beyond the mind that she was always proud of, he said, as a master, S2 graduates abroad!

Talks continued with the location that will later be made as Patimah office. He then pointed to the place side by side with his office, but answered with a small giggle

"Well, huh? I want to be there, and I need to be approved. Who asked, Mr. Subarkaaah. Who asked, if not one of the biggest shareholders huh?" Broken smiled widely, showing off his neatly lined teeth.

"There! and you have to agree, okay?"

The benthic pointer pointed to the empty land opposite the office of Subarkah who was amused by all the words of the beautiful woman in front of him.

"Yes, Mom. The order was executed." Subarkah assented while doing the movement of soldiers in the ranks. Perfect attitude, while Patimah smiled bitterly.

"I want to be there, too, Kang. Office side by side so that at any time when I miss you I easily go where to find you, hug you, lean on your shoulder."

Little Heart of Broth said so, then he said back to Subarkah and the people who work in the sorting place, who some wonder, what is the relationship between his young boss and Patimah, who, the girl they knew since childhood. Women are friendly, caring, independent and the attitude towards their religion is very strong, so after the completion of tsyanawiyah, it is believed to teach children and adolescents in the big city down the road. The woman they now see looks different, graceful, beautiful, driving her fancy van, alone, out of the area where they work.

"If God wills..." Whisper their hearts, then go back to work.

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Meetings are only done briefly, because there is not much to discuss. The main goal is only to educate about the new land that has now been cultivated and most of it has been planted with various vegetables and fruits perdu, explained Subarkah as the property of Patimah

Subarkah delivered the subject matter of the meeting that day. He then answered questions from some of his employees

"Junk wants to be flanked, I also do not know, also how to fatten livestock also I do not know. Later he himself said, God willing next week, after his office is completed."

Subarkah stopped talking first, his eyes sweeping across the people present. People who looked at each other.

"Is it the father whose son was the late Mr Parmin?"

It looked like a middle-aged man, asking slowly at the person beside him.

"Yes, Kang. A few days ago too, he said he was here."

"So I know, tall skinny, used to love teaching naji "

"Stttt..."

The person next to him, gave a sign of silence, as the young boss standing at the front started talking again.

"Please when he comes in, treat him well, and do as he commands. You should know, now he owns 60% of the company's shares."

People were silent until the meeting was over and the young boss went back into his office. After that they just rowdy, sounding like hundreds of flying wasps, talking about Patimah, the village girl they know, passing through with poverty, because only the son of the oddball porters, suddenly transformed into a great woman with a lot of wealth.

"The other, unlike the general, is a little rich, has a little different attitude, immediately wants to be praised and respected, see the poor, sneering "

"You know where it came from? Have you met yet ? "

"Not yet, it was news from mothers in the sorting place, some of them met, he said Patimah just a different appearance, so mengota, but still friendly and polite when talking"

They only stopped talking after hearing the sound of bells that were kneaded by the guard in front, at his place of guard, indicating fifteen more minutes of prayer time dzuhur congregation. Then they disperse, which men walk to the mosque in the company area, while mothers usually eat first, then they follow after the men come out of there.

Meanwhile, Patimah was sitting on the left side of his car, looking rather sleepy, disopiri Mang Amir came out of the toll to the arterial road towards his home. He was tired after half a day out door following the subject matter at the cow maintenance lightning course, after the week as well, Patimah took a crash course also about waste management. He was really focused on his project.

Patimah's eyes only looked a little fresh when Mang Amir opened the gate of his house. He came down before the garage door. After he was inside, his mother was talking in the middle of the house. Yesterday he was happy because finally mom wanted to be invited to move here, after several times to buy time.

"Bi Isah, who used to order me here, those old mothers ?"

After saying greetings, and kissing the hands of Bi Isah and his mother, Patimah asked something to bi Isah.

"Ma Esih, you mean, Eneng ?"

"Yes, that. Where is his house ?

"Deket, Neng behind Si Amir's house"

"Please dong, my legs are pegel once and say to Mang Amir, just tell him to rest at home, today I am not going anywhere anymore "

Patimah said as she walked into the room, changing into a short pants and a t-shirt waiting for the person who would order her to come, chatting with her mother, like a child, he rested his head on the mother's lap which then rubbed the hair of Brothimah. He remembered when his son was crying because he was not bought sobbing clothes sobbing was born to sleep, Tomorrow when other children who were his age were happy, back and forth on the road, and back and forth, he just peeked behind the door, biting his fingernails with a face soaked in tears.

But now what's going on ? now she has grown so mature, become an independent woman and can raise the family degree so high.

"My son, ..."

Tears gathered at the corner of the eye, he touched with the tip of the index finger, then his mind floated

"O Allah, give your servant a long life, I want to see my son happy. It's okay for a minute, before you pick me up to die."

Prayer's cut. He heard Bi Isah opening the door, he came with an old woman who followed him from behind.

"Son, let's get up "

He poked his son who fell asleep, then woke up and fell back on the mat in the room with the prone position, felt the massage Mak Esih in the vitis, and then fell back on the floor, then he fell asleep again for a moment and woke up again when Bi Esih told him to lean back gently from the stomach to the chest. He wanted to stay there longer, because in his head he had become the man he had always missed. He was entangled in daydreams, when the hand was the hand of Subarkah, seeping two lump of flesh on his chest, slowly passionate.

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