President Cilok

President Cilok
40 Diamonds in the mud


Expect your hopes later, so that each of your problems can look small.


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Mr. Bambang entered the room which is now a special room for Damar. He did not come alone there was a staff who helped him bring a stack of company documents on an elongated glass table in front of a black sofa.


"This is part of the company that you have to learn Mas Damar,” said Mr. Bambang pointed to the documents he put on the table.


Damar rounded his eyes staring at the two stacks of company documents.


"This is only part of Mas Damar, there are still more things you have to do,” continued Mr. Bambang again.


Damar turned his gaze to look at the documents and looked at Mr. Bambang. "Again?”


Mr. Bambang nodded thinly, he turned to another person who brought other documents.


"Son!”


The man he called his son replied, "Yes Sir,”


"Tell all employees to welcome the new President in this company,” said Mr. Bambang.


Damar was stunned to hear Mr. Bambang's orders and immediately interrupted the conversation,. "Pak Bambang, I don't think it's necessary,”


Mr. Bambang turned to Damar and smiled knot, "This must be done Mas Damar, everyone should know that the owner of this company has changed to make it easier for you to evoke the image of this company.”


There was no more rebuttal from Damar in his mind at this time as if he was filled with various kinds of tangled threads. It entangles all the feelings he can feel. Hope all the roads are laid out.


After a staff named Putra came out of the room. Mr. Bambang invited Damar to walk first. Bokir is ready to open the door for the new President of the processed food and beverage company ready to pack branded King food.


Mr. Bambang and Wulan were behind Damar who was ready to regulate his breathing. It was as if he was going to parachute from the heights of the Himalayan hills.


"Are you ready Mas Damar?” asked Mr. Bambang, seeing the mental readiness of a young man who was newly appointed to become the President of the company that was down. Mr. Bambang will introduce Damar to employees and also to know what are the functions and uses of the room in the building that is made office.


Mr. Bambang looked at Damar from the back side with pity. The young man who should be proud after decades of new met his Grandfather who had power in the business world.


However, otherwise. Damar must be placed in a difficult position. Although he served as President. Yes, the president of the company is bankrupt.


Damar nodded to Mr. Bambang's words. With all his soul and body he began to move his feet by echoing the heathen in order to sustain his inner upheaval which was hobbled over the reality that he had to meet to again be able to arouse the spirit. "Bismilbornrahmanirrahim.”.


Get out of the room with the door opened by Bokir. Not many people were on the fourth floor. Only two people Damar had previously met, though,


"Congratulations for your new position Mr. Damar,” said one of the two people who stood with a smile.


Damar did not answer in a voice, he just nodded. And passed both people who look the same age as Mr. Bambang.


When Damar reached the elevator on the right side on the fourth floor. Inadvertently his eardrum heard a whisper from one of the two people just passed by quite disturbing his mind.


"Mas Damar is like a diamond in mud,” said one of the two people who both turned their backs to the elevator. Not realizing that Damar was staring at the two with a confused heart.


Wulan looked at Damar, but no sound came out of her lips.


The elevator door was closed, with Bokir ready to deliver Damar to the third floor. The marketing staff office.


After arriving at the third floor of the building, this time Damar had started to relax riding the elevator. On the third floor, he smiled and nodded and shook hands with the employee to shake his hand.


Mr. Bambang introduced one by one the positions of employees on the third floor.


"Welcome Chairman,” said one of the staff representing other employees.


"Please cooperate,” said Damar, he had seen the spectacle on YouTube when a superior spoke to his subordinates. It must sound firm if the authoritative Damar is used to behave like a man who leads in the house.


The time lapse was only fifteen minutes after traversing the third floor area. Damar, Mr. Bambang, Bokir and also Wulan who were also recruited to be Damar's secretary can only resign to follow the direction where Pak Bambang will bring his superiors.


Arriving on the second floor is the same as on the third floor. Damar only smiled and nodded occasionally.


After hearing back various problems in the company. Mr. Bambang asked that Damar continue his steps.


"Let's Mr. Damar..” said Mr. Bambang floating when Damar interrupted him first.


"I beg Mr. Bambang, do not call me as Mr.” pinta Damar.


Mr. Bambang nodded, the half-century man said again, "Well Mas Damar, let's continue to the production section at the back of this office building.”


After passing through the main building, now the food production section. Many employees have high hopes for Damar. As the President who will run. Which of course if not for feeling challenged by a very zero situation he understood.


Damar only capitalizes on determination and courage to carry out this vision mission.


Mr. Bambang felt it was enough to survey the production section. Because we're entering lunch hour. He also invited Damar to enjoy the food in the restaurant not far from the company.


The outdoor concept restaurant, awkward and nervous that Damar felt.


"Please Mas Damar.” said Mr. Bambang asked that Damar sit first on a wooden bench that has been provided with a restaurant with a rectangular and four-seat table.


"I don't think you need to overdo me Mr. Bambang. Think of me like when you first met me,” said Damar, and pulled a chair for Mr. Bambang.


Mr. Bambang looked at Damar with a warm smile. "You are too friendly Mas Damar, but thank you.” said Mr. Bambang and sat in the chair that Damar had pardoned.


Bokir pulled out a chair and sat next to Mr. Bambang


Now it's Wulan and Damar's turn who haven't occupied their seats. Damar took the initiative to pull the chair for Wulan but the woman arrogantly pulled the chair herself and ignored Damar's intentions.


With an annoyed grunt in his heart, Damar sat side by side with Wulan. Which seems to not think it exists.


Bokir saw Wulan shake his head


Damar looked at Wulan from the side with a guilty feeling. ‘Could he be so mad at me, well after this I will apologize to him.' Damar's heart scorned.


Bokir also called one of the waiters, "Mbak-mbak..”.


A waiter saw the wave of Bokir's hand, and approached him. "Please, this is the menu?”


Waiters wrote down the order requested by Mr. Bambang and Bokir.


But another time the waiters asked Damar and Wulan want what message, "Then Ma'am Sama Mas want what message?”


"Es orange!” yelling Damar along with Wulan.


Write waiters in the order book, after writing the drink, "Then the food?”


"Gudeg rice!” again Damar and Wulan mention the same menun.


Bokir and Pak Bambang sat in front of each other and rounded his eyes. Mr. Bambang as if asking about what is the closeness between Damar and Wulan with his chin to Bokir.


Bokir replied to Pak Bambang's signal just by shrugging his shoulders.


Wulan and Damar stared at each other, until it was Wulan who severed eye contact unilaterally. And back to the waiters,


"Add the crackers Mbak,” said Wulan.


"I'm also Mbak.” added Damar.


Wulan turned to Damar and poked her lips, "Ck. Can't see what other menu?” cetus Wulan's.


With plain Damar shook his head, rice gudeg Jogja is indeed one of his favorite foods. "No, because I only saw you!” damn Damar, he seemed to be loosening his heart from nervousness.


"Vice... Wes... Ambyarrrr Lan, Ambyar rec!” chirps Bokir.


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