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Zahra stared at a mobile number on her phone screen. Today, the woman did not accompany Sela at School, as Dee had come to pick her up with Shasa this morning. Today the beautiful Grandmother wants to accompany her two grandchildren to school while her husband Ibra goes to the company with Al.
"Telfon no, yes," said Zahra chin weighing what he would do.
"Bismillah, hopefully not caught," said Zahra pressed the green button on her phone screen to make a call.
"Assalamu'alaikum" Zahra said as her phone call was picked up by someone far away.
"Waalaikumsalam. kim ma'am?" answer someone in Turkish.
"Ben Zehra Emre amca" Zahra replied again in Turkish as used by her interlocutors behind the phone.
"Oh, Zahra. Can you help Uncle?" ask Emre after finding out that the one who called him was the son of his own boss.
"Is Zahra really the heir to Turk Mucevher, Uncle Emre?" asked Zahra who made Emre silent across the street.
"Don't lie, Uncle. Zahra knew everything. And Zahra was sure, Uncle must have known that from Dad," said Zahra. Because Zahra believes, Emre is one of Kevin's best friends who is very close to him.
Emre is Kevin's secretary and right-hand man in Turkey. He has been working with Kevin for a dozen years. Of course it makes him quite familiar and close to Zahra. A beautiful girl who is very guarded by her best friend. Every time Kevin goes abroad or to Indonesia to visit, then Emre will complete and replace Kevin's duties there.
"If you know, why ask again, son?" ask Emre who already considers Zahra as his son.
"Zahra just made sure, Uncle," replied Zahra.
"What's up, Zahra? It's not usual for Zahra to call Uncle like this" said Emre in surprise. The middle-aged man spoke Indonesian a little stammered.
"Uncle, what is Zahra's advantage as the heir to Turk Mucevher?" ask Zahra.
"You are the owner, son. So Zahra can do anything" replied Emre.
"Did Uncle run the company with Dad secretly other than Kevin's own company?" ask Zahra.
Over there Emre nodded even though Zahra did not see him. "Yes, Son. And until now we are still leading by guerrilla," said Emre.
"Thank you, Uncle," said Zahra sincerely.
"It's Uncle Zahra's duty" replied Emre softly from across there.
"Uncle," call Zahra with some hesitation.
"What's up, Zahra? Say it," said Emre.
"birket, Zahra'nin map of sirketiyle i?" ask Zahra in Turkish.
"Shirketin is ne oglum?" ask Emre.
"DK Group," Zahra replied quickly.
"Will Uncle try to discuss with Dad, son," said Emre considering what Zahra suggested.
"Don't tell Dad, Uncle. I don't know if Zahra knows everything. Right now, Zahra is asking as a company owner, Uncle," Zahra asked Emre.
"Why wasn't Zahra's father told?" ask Emre.
"Later, Uncle. There will be a time. Can Uncle grant Zahra's request?" ask Zahra again.
"If the owner has already said, Uncle can't resist, son," Emre replied in a slightly joking tone.
"Uncle" Rajuk Zahra.
"alright. Uncle will take care of it soon" said Emre.
"the tesekkur ederim amca," said Zahra sincerely.
"Zahra'nin rahatlii dicin her suy," replied Emre sincerely from across there.
Zahra smiled sincerely at Emre's words. "Assalamu'alaikum" Zahra said, ending their call.
"Getishalight."
After the phone was cut off, Zahra breathed a lot of air to relieve her heart. "May this help you, Mum. I just don't want my husband to get sick from thinking about all this on his own. I have to help you" muttered Zahra happily.
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Ting.
The elevator door rang, and Ibra immediately stepped foot into Al's room.
"Al," call Ibra to Al who's busy with his laptop.
There is also Aska who checks some files on the sofa.
"Abi" said Al immediately stood up as soon as he saw the arrival of Ibra.
Ibra just nodded and sat down on the sofa next to Aska. "So serious. Your money will not run out because you have a little reason" Ibra advised Aska.
Yes, in addition to being a representative at Ibra, Aska also has several boutique and restaurant businesses with Kina. He is also a businessman out there.
"That's just the word of an unemployed man, Abi," replied Aska again literate Ibra who is now retired.
"His son-in-law is no manners" Ibra's grumbling can still be heard by Al and Aska.
"My wife is not like Kenzo and Aska, Abi" Al said.
"Except your wife" Ibra confirmed.
"What's up, Abi? It is not usual for Abi to give up time alone with Umi just to come here" said Al. Because, despite begging Ibra to come, he would not come and would rather spend time with his wife. Unless there is a precarious situation, then he will release the winding of his hand from Dee's waist.
"There's something Abi wants to ask you" said Ibra, looking at Al and Aska alternately.
"What Abi?" ask Aska carefully. Because since then, Ibra has not stopped looking at the file in his hand.
"Turk Mucevher, the largest diamond company in Turkey," said Ibra, who left Al and Aska speechless.
Al and Aska looked at each other as if they were coding for what they would hear afterwards.
"What happened to the company, Abi? We are also still on good terms with the company" said Al who is still calm.
"Don't pretend you don't know what Abi means, Al. Abi knows everything!" ibra said firmly.
Al and Aska let out a slow breath. "Yes, and all that is true, Abi," Al confirmed.
"When did you know?" ask Ibra.
"Al had known for a few years when he saw the cooperation file with Turk Mucevher" Al said.
"You immediately believe without investigating?" ask Ibra.
"Al does not doubt the name of Adik Al listed in the cooperation file, Abi. Zahra is the owner" replied Al for sure.
Ibra smiled indistinctly at Al's words. Al and Aska who saw that looked confused at the man who was no longer young. "Why is that not so obvious smile?" ask Ask.
Ibra. "My son is not a random person as it turns out."
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Over there, precisely in Turkey, the time has shown at one noon. The four-hour time difference allowed Emre to receive Zahra's calls at his leisure.
After receiving a phone call from Zahra, Emre walked into Kevin's room. Just so you know, their room is in the basement of Turk Mucevher. Only they and a few trusted people knew this room to keep their identity hidden. From there they managed the Turk Mucevher entrusted to the people of Kevin as a leader known to the public.
Despite being on the underground floor, but their room seemed very elite. Not inferior to the leadership room in general. There is a separate access that is only known by a few people.
"What's up, Emre?" kevin asked as soon as he saw Emre's arrival.
"Zahra already knows his identity."
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