President Cilok
46 Happy is the one who makes others happy
Holy Ma'am looked at the furniture of the house and said without looking at her two sons, “I'm sorry Mom, I didn't mean to hide it from you guys.”
A pinch of salt sprinkled the wound back. Wounds are not bloody but purulent. Grievous pain gripping menusuki. The crying is stored in the heart. ‘Gusli, strengthen me at a time like this. Hopefully after this I can atone for my guilt, and be able to meet you again,'
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His two sons listened carefully, Damar seeing the deep strokes of his mother's countenance.
The Holy Mother turned her gaze to look at her two sons in turn. There was floating in both of his eyes, and slowly damming unbearably like water spilling from the sky, “Your father is a man who has a million talents. He is very proud to be the successor of the Wijaya family. But I ruined your Grandpa's hopes..”.
Holy Mother stopped talking and wiped the tears that drenched her wrinkled cheeks. “At that time I was thinking of leaving your Father. However, your father threatened to end his life if Mom left him. Your mother and father married without parental consent. We chose life away from the Wijaya family,”
Holy Mother wiped her tears, “Mother realized the disapproval of your Grandpa and Grandma at that time. Because Mom was an orphan, and worked as a waitress in the nightlife. And all this time I feel guilty for keeping your Father away from your Grandpa and Grandma.”
Holy Ma'am recalls old memories, when she had to work at the Night Club as a waiter to fulfill her lonely life. He was an orphan and had to live independently.
Holy Ma'am sighed in tightness, bursting out in utter oblivion. His heart felt like his mind was covered in gray.
Damar went up and pulled the chair next to his mother, then sat down and grasped the hand of the Holy Mother who was getting withered and old. “Do not bring up the past, Mom, if it is sad and hard to remember.”
‘Today my goal is not just to fight to strengthen the company. I will be an intermediary for Mother to be able to get her rights as the daughter-in-law of the Wijaya family. I'll make Mom happy in any way. Damar promised Ma'am, sir' Damar promised in his heart.
Happy are those who make others happy, for they too will be happy.
Staring at his Mother and carefully asking the question, “Bu, if Damar invites Danum to meet with Grandma, would Mother allow us?”
Holy Mother was silent for a moment, she felt it was not good to keep her Grandpa Grandmother away from her grandchildren. He nodded, “Mom can't forbid you and Danum to meet with your Grandma and Grandpa. It's time you guys got close to them. Forgive me for hiding your Father's identity.”
Damar and Danum smiled happily, “Thank you for your wisdom Mom,” said Damar.
“Didn't Mom resent or hate Grandpa and Grandma?” ask Danum.
Holy Mother shook her head, “It is fitting that parents want the best for their children. Likewise, later Mother to you, I want you to find a loyal and loving companion.”
“Amin.” exciting Damar and Danum together.
Vaguely Damar saw the shadow of Wulan, on the kitchen wall, he immediately fended him off like a badminton player. Damar switched the conversation, “Start tomorrow, no longer need to produce pegs at home Bu,” said Damar, he returned to sit with a position leaning on the back of the chair.
Danum raised his eyebrows “Why Mas?”
Damar poured the warm tea from the pottery into the cup and then gulped it down. “Because from tomorrow, it will be in production in factory.” said Damar while putting the cup on the wooden table. “Mas wants you to focus on the lessons and focus on achieving your goals, also Mother is no longer too tired,” he continued.
Danum tilted his head then asked, “Terus Mbok Mur the same as the others? Who comes to sell cilok how Mas?”
“They can still sell, and can even work in the processing factory.” replied Damar.
“What is Mas's position in the bankrupt company?” danum asked, the contents inside his head filled with various questions for his brother, already like journalists will never be endless to ask.
Damar did not answer his sister's question, he moved and just shrugged his shoulders. Then just go to the middle room to see again the files from the office that he brought.
Danum shook his head and looked at Holy Ma'am, “Leh, piye Bu iku the Mas Damar? (how is Bu Mas Damar?)”
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The night is getting late breeze sepilot suck coolness in through the window of the room that is exposed half waving white curtains. With the light of a yellow sleep lamp that divides between the gaps of rattan wood shaped balls.
A woman was standing behind the window of her room, looking at the perfectly round face of the moon. With the star bias that adorns the night sky. He is thinking about something about his new job, will he sincerely accept it with a big heart? Left everything he had learned during his training to become an Intel recidivist.
“Dad, why didn't Dad tell Wulan that Grandpa Bagaskara would put me in his grandson's secretary?” he said on a cell phone connection, with his left hand putting the phone near his ear. While his right hand was raised and slipped a blackish brown rikma that was blown behind his ear.
“Wulan, I think it's good, son, until when will you work to be Intel. You have to think about your future? Don't you want to get married and have a family? Think of what Dad said, Father's age is not the God of immortality. Dad is getting older, Dad also wants to hold Daddy's grandson,” a barrage of words a man who calls himself Dad, from across the phone line.
For a few minutes closed and sighed slowly, “But Wicaksono's father, Wulan still wants to pursue Wulan's ideals! After all, I already have two grandchildren from Kak Morgan,”
“Wulan, listen to Dad carefully. You will not regret it if according to your words. Think again.” replied the Father, then turn off the phone unilaterally.
Wulan snorted in annoyance. “Dad is a habit, always disconnect the phone!”
He closed his window and walked to the bed, putting his cell phone on the bedside nightstand. Lying on a bed with a size not too wide.
His eyes spread on the ceiling of the room in the small minimalist style house he lived in for almost a year. The house that Grandpa Bagaskara deliberately prepared for Wulan in his vision mission in his time of surveillance of Damar, “Hahhh...” sighed that felt heavy.
Then back up and pull the nightstand drawer and take the small box and open it take the pendant necklace. “When I can meet Lo, I so Intel also really want to find the existence of Lo as if lost in the swallow of the earth, my childhood friend. I owe my life to you. Had Lo not helped me 17 years ago, I would not have lived until this moment.”
Drowsiness was getting whackier, Wulan back lying on his side. Pulling pillows and bolsters, then clutching them tightly, praying to take them to dreamland. His eyes began to shut, but a second later the shadow and the words of Damar were clear as if mocking him.
Wulan sat back down and ruffled her shoulder rikma brutally. “Hah... Basic rese...why should I pity him! Let him take care of the bankrupt company himself!”
His grunts could not fall asleep because due to thinking about Damar, he felt sorry if he had to leave the man to manage a bankrupt food company.
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In the middle of his house, Damar was equally unable to sleep due to thinking about the documents he just learned, he stayed up, “Like this if people work in the company?” he muttered to himself.
With lighting in the living room, sitting on an old chair and a wooden table that became the pedestal of scattered papers. Damar switched positions sitting, lying on the sofa and then back sitting. All that he did repeatedly to find comfort in understanding the mistakes and problems of the company.
Until he was unconscious he fell asleep on the sofa by leaning on the back of the sofa.
Holy Ma'am woke up at half-time in the morning, he found his eldest son was asleep while holding the file that was still in the hands of Damar and on the sofa and at the table. “Actually what task did his Grandpa give him. Why did he suddenly show up and give a job to his grandson?” lirih Bu Suci guessed, and saw the persistence of his son.
Although until this moment the Holy Mother was not accepted to be a daughter-in-law in the family of her late husband, but she did not put the slightest hatred on her in-laws. Instead, he wants to atone for his sins and mistakes because he has kept the child away from his parents.
Because he believes life is beautiful if he can see it. It would also be bad if it made it bad.
‘Pardon Holy, Father-Mom. Hopefully, with the intermediary of Damar and Danum can be established good silahturahmi.' the mind of Holy Mother. He went to the kitchen and allowed Damar to fall asleep with a position leaning on the back of the sofa, he could not bear if he had to wake him up.
Berwudhu, then perform night prayers.
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