Possessive Leader
Rama

A man is leading a meeting. That afternoon was already past the time to go home but an emergency that required him to make a decision immediately made him gather important people to discuss the problems his company was facing. The latest beverage bottle products that will be launched are threatened to be canceled because of indications of plagiarism design of their competitors.

"I really don't copy their designs. You've known me for a long time, Wan. You trust them more than you trust yourself!" The man who had just spoken threw the pen that he had been using to scribble the origin of the paper before him.

"But their design is exactly the same as the one you submitted for our new product next month, Ka." Naura the secretary who still looks beautiful and graceful even though her stomach is distended to voice her opinion.

"Keep because the exact same you think I plagiarized their designs so?" Solot Raka did not accept.

"Wouldn't it be exactly the same for those who imitate the designs I make?" Imbuh telak.

The atmosphere of the meeting that afternoon was getting hotter, five years he again continued the business that his parents sliced it seems he could not smile satisfied earlier, he said, because it seems that the stumbling block pebbles are only starting to appear in this sixth year. He was still silent as he listened to the secretary and the head of the design team who kept arguing from earlier.

"But they first proposed the design. Isn't that enough to prove. The former makes means the owner of the original design."

"Lo really well Ra. Don't worry about getting pregnant can be reckless yah! You should see clearly that's my design. That's definitely it. Everyone has their own design. We're working together not just yesterday afternoon, Ra." Raka who began to ignite emotions no longer use formal language. The three of them have been together since High School, have been used to talk informally but this meeting is not just the three of them. It seems that Raka has completely forgotten that they are in a meeting right now.

"Lo know that in all our products there is a small logo of crossed fingers. For people who do not know may think it is a symbol of love, but the three of us know very well the meaning of the picture. And all this time no product has used that symbol except the product whose design is my own." Raka continued.

Among the six of them all silenced, except Naura who had previously continued to argue with Raka.

"Don't use our 'gue lo' dong again. It's easy to get emotional, Ka. Just because they think you are plagiarized people directly ngegass it. I didn't say you were plagiarizing."  Naura.

"Yes you don't say I plagiarize directly but your words lead to it." The Timpal Raka ketus. He still does not accept being accused of plagiarism of competitor design.

"You can't go first. I was horrified from earlier you two even debated like a child. It's not like the solution is busy blaming each other." Rama finally spoke up rather than allowed the two coworkers would certainly continue to blame each other.

Rama's words made Raka and Naura instantly speechless. The two of them just threw annoyed looks at each other.

"At a time like this we should..."

Dret...

The vibration of the mobile phone with the name 'my brother' made Rama not continue his speech.

"I'll pick up the phone first." Just before you slide the green button.

Just as Rama put his phone to his ear, the sound of a crybaby across there kept talking making his ears hurt.

“Halo... her sister Alya well... “

“ini I have Alya.”.

“Gini Brother.. Uh brother.. ah what the hell I called him. anyway I just want to tell you tonight Alya want to nginep in my house. That's it, please understand because I'm again heartbroken because I got stabbed my own friend. I don't accept rejection! Wassalamualaikum.”

Rama just silently listened to a voice that clearly did not belong to his sister. The loud voice was much different from the voice of Alya who always spoke softly and softly. While this sound is so loud with a fast speech style full of emphasis and coercion.

Rama was even so surprised when he wanted to talk about the phone connection turned out to have been cut off unilaterally.

"Hello.." she switched to looking at her phone, checking once again if the call was really from her sister, Alya.

"Who's calling, Wan?" Curious Raka because she saw the face of a friend and her boss who changed drastically after receiving a phone call.

Rama keeps his cell phone back to the table, "crazy man. By the way do not use spaces, ask permission has not been answered already dead."

"How about we make a new design, sir?" Propose of one of the meeting participants.

"Crazy. I don't want to!" Reject Raka raw.

"Don't get emotional first. Sit down!" Rama held Raka who was about to leave the meeting room.

"Tau nih has one theme kok senengnya ngegass mu. Little bit of emotion." Naura Cibir.

"You're smart, Ka. Try it again like gini prioritize the brain rather than your muscles deh." The impression while glancing in the air.

"You also shut up, Ra. Don't suck!" Rama.

"Creating a new design doesn't seem like the time will be enough. Plus if we create a new design means we have to start all over again. Repeatedly calculate the estimated cost of production, determine materials and others. It all takes a lot of time." Rama.

"In addition, I believe that our company design team does not plagiarize. Apart from Raka is my best friend but for business matters I am really professional. Here I am not defending Raka but we can all see" Rama stood up and walked towards the projector where the image of Raka's design was clearly displayed.

"Everyone has his own design, and this is really Raka's trademark." Its effects.

"How should we go? If we use this design, it is impossible. Re-designing is also time consuming and should be repeated all over from the beginning. It's totally crazy." Complain Naura.

"It looks like there's no other choice, we have to change our product design."

"Can I end it." Pungkas Rama's.

One by one the meeting participants left the room, remaining Rama, Raka and Naura there.

"Lo really ruined my self-esteem, Wan." Raka said disappointedly.

"Don't get emotional first. I know it's your design. I thought there was a traitor in this company. Do you remember who knew the design before the release? Lo surein also your computer did not get hacked!" Rama.

"In the meantime, you ready new designs while waiting for me to investigate certain people. Thank goodness if we can prove you got sabotage means we can continue the design. If not, we're using a new design." Rama gave a solution.

Hearing Rama's words immediately Raka's emotions subsided. He nodded in agreement with the solution given by Rama.

"Ready, boss." Say it with respect.

"Ready... Ready but from now on use the emotion continues." Cibir Naura while stroking her stomach.

"Lo replace this chatty secretary dong, Wan. Dizziness in my talk." Reply Raka.

"Replace the same sexy, the bohay." Its effects.

"In exchange my son. This chick is guaranteed sexy and bohay." Reply Naura.

"Don't keep fighting. Lo anterin it's pregnant home, Ka. From earlier ngchat I mulu, ribet." Rama said while showing the chat of Naura's husband so much.

"Sorry, Wan. My phone is dead. Forgot on the charge this morning." Naura.

"No problem, you're like family to me." Reply Rama.

"Gue first! must be mastiin adek me, the call was not clear." Rama then passed.