
The same day, at Rapidash Express.
Gala is in her office, working hard enough and trying to get all her work done. The day was safely under control. There is no activity that is so suspicious other than waiting for the process of disbursement of funds as much as nearly 100 billion was completed.
In the middle of his busy work, Gala still had time to pay attention to the contents of his phone. The flat object sounded when a chat came in.
[Stefan: Bambang gave me a DP! He plans to buy the same I use cash gradually. ]
Not only the chat sent, but the screenshot photo in the form of proof of transfer that has been entered from Bambang's own account is already there.
Gala smiled happily. That means, Bambang really lured to buy the real one far from his reach. Fishing for greedy people is easy.
Without wasting any time, the man made a call to his brother. “Kak... It’s time.”.
“OK...” replied Mona.
No conversation is longer than that. Gala's estimate, when the money was fully disbursed, she would certainly turn up to the office to discuss her division with the people who were enjoying the results of the corruption, including Hendra, Daniar and Gio. He was just waiting for the next information from them.
“Gala..”.
The man immediately entered Hendra's room and closed the door.
“There's update?”
“Today all funds have been liquid,” said Hendra while showing his phone to Gala, showing a message sent by Indra. “But this is weird.”
“Means?”
Hendra re-opened another chat message that just came in. “We all heard that it was transferred. Usually not this way.”
“Usually we talk about a fair share for each of us. Of that money, Daniar, Gio and Anton are only 35 million. While I get 70 million aja.”
Behind her glasses, Gala's eyes squinted to notice the name in the account that turned out to be on behalf of someone else.
Bambang, Hendra and others no one uses a personal account. Everything was well planned from the beginning. This corruption is the most ‘niat’ action at once the most careless.
Gala once wondered, if he was in the position of Bambang, he would not be as sharp as this. Too big a number. Wouldn't corruption of this magnitude only invite people's suspicions? It's hard to get a person of integrity right now.
“So, according to Mr Hendra, this is an uneven division?”
“Iya, Sir.”
“Do you know why the division became like this?”
Hendra shook his head. “I don't know either, Sir. Clearly, this is the first time something like this has happened.”
“Thank you for the information. That is, today is my last day working here.”
“What are your next plans?”
“Something I should have done from the beginning.”
Hendra immediately switched the conversation when deciphering the sentence. From his face was a tremendous fear, because it was about his future.
Ohohhh!! So that's the answer to the closeness between Daniar and Hendra all this time? Hendra is a widower without children. His wife died five years ago, and after that, the man just drowned at his job before he met Daniar a year and a half ago.
“I won't break a promise. But once I find Mr. betrayed, you will know the consequences.”
***
After bringing Viani home to the apartment, Indra returned to his office feeling unsettled to the point that he nudged the car belonging to the new Personnel Manager to a slight dent in the bumper.
The business is not so long because the car still has insurance and the owner is not too concerned.
Now he is sitting in his room. The stack of documents in front of him had been ignored since earlier. His mind was still struggling at his meeting with the future ex-wife.
From what she remembered in her brain, the woman was like she had no fear at all with her bluff that would separate Viani from her.
Even insinuating with the words ‘karma’ and ‘curang’. This what does it mean?
Indra began overthinking.
In a way, Indra actually felt that this overthinking thing was likely one of the karma he received as well. He had played the woman at once their marriage.
But Gemma might have known about her cheating, but to report it to this office, it was certainly pointless. He still felt a little above the wind. Don't you?
After getting a message from secretary Bambang about the disbursement of funds, Indra's emotions spontaneously rose to the highest level.
He contacted Hendra and Mr. Anas, the COO, with a raised voice to inform him of the news, even asking them to protest together.
What makes him upset is not a bitch, his boss until now can not be contacted. His secretary said nothing and gave no satisfactory answer. The noise as Indra cursing made Ranita run from her room towards Indra's room.
“What's up, Honey?” randy asked worriedly.
Indra looked annoyed at Ranita. “I told you, call me DAD, if we're in the office!”
Ranita looks down, “Sorry, sir. If I could know, what would happen? Why are you screaming?”
In a fit of annoyance, Indra walked into Bambang's room and found the man was nowhere to be found.
“Pak... What do you want?” ask Bambang's secretary who saw Indra who broke into the CEO's room.
“Basic slackers!” sumpat Indra on Bambang who rarely down to the office. He grabbed his phone and called the mobile phone of the distended man who was his boss. Unfortunately, his phone was not picked up at all. Even the last three calls were rejected.
“Si moron! How dare my phone be rejected!” meaning again.
Suddenly the door of the CEO's room opened again, entered Ranita who approached him with a deathly pale face. “Pak..”
“What?!”
“I-it..”.
***