My Conglomerate
Sora hates papi?

The voice of the phone in the Lord's room suddenly rang. He who was resting his body after returning from the hotel, immediately picked up the phone with his own hands. Mr. Pranata did put up a special house phone for himself in the room. It was used for emergency situations, when his heartache suddenly relapsed and he had to be helped immediately.

"Who is this? Ask Mr. Pranata.

"It's Sora, Pi." The voice sounded so sweet in the ears of the father who missed him so much.

Papi Sora's face stiffened instantly. His eyes were sharp, but empty. The girl he was looking for, finally contacted himself.

"Where areyou? Go home." pinta Sang papi.

"In such a far away place. Sorry, once again Sora must disappoint Papi." said Sora, in a flat tone.

"Go away from home, live as you please." Speech that comes out of the mouth of the papi without ever guessing at all.

"Sora never lived up to Sora's wishes."

"Do you hate papi?"

"Sora never hated papi as the main heir of the hotel. But, Sora hates when Sora is always considered bad by our family. Sora wants to be loved, by Papi and our whole family."

"As long as it makes you happy, Papi will accept all your hate for Papi. You are the main heir to the Inscription that must be able to adjust to your throne later. But, you are also Papi's only daughter."

"Sora will be back, when the time comes." Sora then turned off the phone. Then sit back on the sofa in the middle room of Mr. Rudi's house.

In the end, He could not resist the longing of the Papi, though it was too difficult to speak. Until finally, they return to their old habits of arguing in short words.

"It seems, just this time Papi spoke at length like this. Moreover, letting me live as I wish. Hhh, funny... What are they planning?" muttered.

Sora is back on his activities. He helps Bik Mun to clean up the messy house because of Lila's toys. Waiting for Niji to return home from college.

"Wasn't you in the shower?" ask Bik Mun.

"Get me change, Bik. Just come along, don't take things."

"Wouldn't you wear Niji's shirt?"

"Ah male. He'll grumble again. Know for yourself what he's like."

Bik mun shook his head, He then went into Niji's room to pick up clothes for Sora.

"Here, I've never used him again. Yes, I want to say something because people wear it." said Bik Mun, while giving up a pair of clothes and pants belonging to Niji.

"All right then. But later, if he does, Bibik takes responsibility." replied Sora who then went into his room.

"Assalamualaikum.." Niji's voice was heard coming into the house.

"Waalaikumsalam." replied Sora, who came out with a gray shirt and jeans belonging to Niji.

"Woy, that's my shirt. Take it, not polite!"

"A loving child, he said, has not been made" replied Sora.

"Yes at least permission, don't play take. Anyway, really makein makein dress guys."

"Well, don't be noisy. Are you wearing it too, want to get out of my body? Take it, take it.." challenge Sora by thrusting her body.

"Aaaarrrkkkh!" sniffle Niji who was getting upset.

"The clothes already smell like this cupboard is still in the storm. I bought the whole store for me. But wait rich again." ledek Sora.

Niji took off all his clothes, then picked up a towel to clean himself up immediately. His body was tired, after college and chasing after the material so much was left behind.

Sora glanced back at Lila, it turned out that the tiny toddler was still sleeping so soundly. He approached Bik mun, and made a promise to lend him a bike.

"But sure, understand the area?"

"Related, Bik. At the same time, Father, I memorized the way." said Sora, trying to convince.

"Yes, I'm afraid it'll go the wrong way. If so, it's the same business as a bad cop."

"Well, it's safe with Sora." He also took the key of the motor hanging on the kitchen wall. "Go yes, Assalamualaikum..."

"Alaikumsalam.... Haish, you son." said Bik Mun who was cooking.

Sora went alone with his motorbike, enjoying all the sights of the bustling city by his traffic in an orderly manner.

"Owh, it's office hours. Pantes aja this crowded." said Sora, who kinu is in the middle of the red light junction Lima bengkulu.

"The horse's statue has been replaced with Fatmawati, huh? Just know." he added, while staring at the large and beautiful statue in the middle of the crossroads.

Statue of Fatmawati who is sewing this red and white flag facing towards the road S Parman, Bengkulu City.

The statue by Balinese artist Nyoman Nuar is financed by a consortium of National Owned Enterprises (BUMN). The statue worth Rp5 billion is known to be started since August 2019.

Laying the first stone of the construction of this statue was carried out by the President Director of Bank BTN along with the ranks of other SOE leaders and the Governor of Bengkulu Rohidin Mersyah on August 17, 2019. 

Sora then returned to walking after the green light returned. He took a left, to Ir. Suprapto. Where the place is including the largest shopping center in Bengkulu city. In the past, Sora and her mother often shop there.

"Inget Mami again." he murmured.

He continued walking, taking the direction of continuing to turn left until arriving in the village of China. Where many old houses and former shops belonging to the descendants of Chinese who live there.

Before moving to the area of Suprapto Road and East Ring, the trade center of Bengkulu City was in Malabro Village, precisely in the Kampung China area. Its location is close to the Tapak Paderi Port and Fort Marlborough, making Kampung China a trade traffic in Bengkulu Province.

But now it is so quiet. Only a few survived, and part of the old building was empty.

Sora again obey the streets, passing through the edge of the beach until now arrived at his boarding house.

"Assalamualaikum, Ibuk." call Sora who is getting so familiar with Ms. Norma.

"Waalaikumsalam, whose bike are you carrying, Ra?"

"Owh, this is a temen motor. Sora's got a job, so Baby sitter. That, babysitter. At Mr. Rudi's house." replied Sora proudly.

" Kirain wants an office job, you're a scholar." Mother boarding did not expect when Sora received any work for her.

"Yes, no need to. What matters is halal. It's good to stay alive." she replied casually.

"Oh yes, Sora's goods live only partly huh? Later Sora boarding money routinely pay, just calm." seduced Sora on the boarding house.

"Aish, it's up to you." replied Ms. Norma, then left Sora.