Not Struggled (R4)
°BDJ 4: LUNCH CALL
BDJ 4'S. TAKE LUNCH
“And when he is mature enough give him wisdom and knowledge. Thus we recompense those who do good.”—Q.S Joseph (verse : 22)
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“So, deal?”
“Of course, deal.”
A faint smile rose on the lips of the two secretaries as they watched their leader finally reach an agreement to cooperate. After mediation for approximately 30 minutes, they only get satisfactory results.
“Later we will send the cooperation contract. Glad to be working with your company,”, Annante said as he shook his interlocutor's hand. A dazzling smile unfettered on her ranum lips. It was an honor for Annante to shake hands with the CEO of the famous Anderson Cooperation who was unbelievably handsome.
"Hm. Glad to be working with your company too,” replied the interlocutor. “What if we lunch together to celebrate this cooperation?” bargain later.
“Sir—“ Ciara who was about to interrupt— suddenly remembered the CEO's schedule is very solid today— cut again by the voice of the boss.
“Do you have free time?” asked the gray man aimlessly.
Annante blushed in embarrassment as he replied, “today I—“
“Not. I mean miss CEO,” corrects CEO Anderson's. Annante smiled awkwardly hearing that. Apparently he's not the one who was invited to lunch together.
“How? Can?”
The shady bead belonging to the woman in question was rolling fast, staring at the watch that was coiled around the wrist. “Ann, please read the event after this?”
Annante nodded. The woman then opened the phone, and read the arrangement of the event after this. “Fifteen minutes more your lunch time. Usually you will perform worship first, followed by lunch with provisions sent by miss. Airras. After the break there is a meeting schedule with the General Manager section at 13.30 noon. At 15:00 you have an appointment with the main director until 16:00 pm.”
The berniqab woman looked at the man before her at a glance. “Before I apologize, but you can hear for yourself my schedule is quite solid today.”
Louis—lelaki beautiful professional body was smiling faintly hearing it. “I understand. Next time I make sure we'll have lunch together.”
“InsyaAllah. If God wills,” Alea replied steadily. “Then I excuse you. Annante, my secretary will drop you off."
After saying so Alea turned to talk for a while with Annante. After that, he left the room completely. Leaving all three of them.
“Attracting.” Puckle Louis. The man was like finding a calm, yet challenging, calm waters. Its simplicity is beauty. That beauty lies in every simplicity created.
Louis likes to dive. And yes, he was challenged to dive into the depths of this one. The shady clear bead that washed away made him challenged to dive deeper.
“Will I get you, little girls.”
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“So you're the son of pilot Al?” Asked the man who was standing while staring at his interlocutor, the surprised look could not be hidden by the look on his face.
“Iya.”
“Youths we used to meet at the airport?”
“Iya, it's my Om.”
“Woah, it's been a long time yes.” The handsome man in a neat suit who still looked handsome at a young age was smiling sumringah. “How are your Father and Mother doing well?”
“Alhamdulillah, fine, Om. Papah is doing his duty in the country, sometimes also stop by here."
“Oh, is that it? I heard you also have a sister. That right? If so, he's also grown up, right, now?”
“Iya. My sister's name is AlGean.”
“Ya, yes. I know the owner of that name because he made history in the Radityan lineage. Your sister was a brave and somewhat young man ...crazy.”.
The man who was his interlocutor seemed to be smiling faintly. Yes, his sister can indeed be said to be brave and a bit crazy. So brave, his sister even dared to propose to the daughter of KOPASSUS members with his bare hands, after graduating from high school.
“Nathan.”
“Ya, Om?”
“Still remember with your wish years ago?”
“Of course Om. I never forgot that desire. This time I came back to see Om to collect the promise.”
Anzar—the middle-aged man smiled faintly at the description of his interlocutor. For a young boy of his age, he was very to the point in conveying his intentions and goals coming back.
“Haha... I think you have given up.”.
“No Om. I will not give up on this.”
Anzar kian laughing jumawa. More interested in asking further on ‘future’ his only daughter. “Once?”
“Iya, Om.”
Anzar ended his jumawa expression. He then looked at his interlocutor sharply. Makes the interlocutor difficult to swallow his own saliva.
“So what have you prepared to guarantee the happiness of my only child?”
“Everything?”
Nathan nodded in response. “All that Om submits insyaallah I have fulfilled. I think it's appropriate enough to take princess Om as wife.”
Anzar nodded small. He did not expect the guest intended by his secretary was the son of his old senior when he was educated in New York. After all the full moon, Anzar again faced the man he had once made a round-trip because of a request that Azar considered too ridiculous.
“Then we'll see later.”
Nathan's forehead was clinging to it. “Means om?”
“Tomorrow take your time Capt Nathan.I invite you to lunch at the residence Radityan.” Anzar said as he extended his hand. A thin smile seemed to decorate the labium of the man who was famous for being very protective of something that became his favorite.
Nathan—the handsome man nodded with a polite smile. He gladly accepted the invitation and accepted Anzar's hand. “Thank you for the invitation. I will definitely come.”
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“I've got the information you want.”
The man who was standing while turning his back to his interlocutor turned around. Seulas grinned, appearing to rise, adorning the corners of her lips. “Good job,” praise.”
The man's right hand nodded in gratitude. He then thrust out a file containing the information his master wanted.
“Alea? Sweet name,” comments when reading the name listed on someone's biodata. “Single daughter CEO Radityan Crop's. One of the youngest and best female graduates of Harvard University,” he continued, he read randomly.
“Good. Now send lunch invitation to CEO secretary Radityan Corp's,”. Answered with a nod of the head by his interlocutor.
“I want to have lunch with him, and he should not refuse because no one ever dared to refuse my request.” The grin again adorned the ends of the lips of the man who had just spoken.
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“Assalamualaikum.”
“Waalaikumsalam, come in,” said the owner of the room while raising his eyes. His gaze was immediately wheelbarrowed with the familiar face of the mother.
“Alea what are you doing baby?”
“Newly finished praying Isya. What's the matter, ma?”
“Nyariin own daughter should use reason yes?” replied the middle-aged woman wearing the choco-colored robe.
The young woman smiled behind her niqab while shaking her head. “Not also anyway.”
The mother joined the head-scalps to find the response of the princess. “Alea is not tired of working?” tanyanya. His gaze turned on the seemingly lit MacBook on the study table.
“Not Mah, Alea likes work.” The name owner answered with a firm answer. “Alea just sat behind the CEO's office. No need to do it, Mah. The staff are working harder.”
Airra gave a small smile hearing the answer from the princess. “You are the daughter of Mamah or Mother Aurra hm? The way it talks is similar to Aurra once.”
“Two.”
The middle-aged woman smiled faintly as she touched the tip of the princess' nose covered by the niqab. Sometimes this daughter looks more like Aurra—s sister-in-law— than herself. Hardworking, brave, determined and fearless.
“Tomorrow weekend, Alea stay at home, ‘kan?”
“InsyaAllah. Why Mah?”
Airra looked at the delicate princess. He gently led the princess to sit on the edge of the bed. “Tomorrow at home we have guests. His old friend Papa. They want to get in touch. Alea can take the time for tomorrow?”
Alea's heart instantly beat fast for no reason. For some reason his intuition suddenly worked to quickly translate the meaning of the sentence. The words of the mother just now contain a lot of clues that make the contents of her head work hard to translate.
“Tomorrow we have lunch with them. They want to meet Alea. Alea would welcome them, ‘kan?”
It turned out that Alea's guess was right, there was a shrimp behind the rock. It means there is something stored behind the cover of tomorrow's lunch invitation.
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BDJ UPDATE⚠
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Sukabumi 02 May 2021
Revision 25/05/22