President Cilok
80 The past is the learning of the future

(Let's welcome the arrival of 2022 hopefully hope and prayer that was delayed in 2021, can be fulfilled and realized in 2022. amen)

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“Mother!” murmured Holy Mother, then walked with a step that was dragged closer to her Mother-in-law.

“Is that Granny Ayudia Sriningsih? Mas,” whispered Danum, approaching his brother.

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Damar nodded, still with eyes watching his mother who approached Grandma Ayudia.

The Holy Mother looked at her Mother-in-law with teary eyes, twenty-six years already. Last time, she saw a mother who had given birth to her husband. Holy Mother felt her legs limp, she then bowed and knelt before Grandma Ayudia who looked at her with a big smile.

The Holy Mother slowly shook the hand of Grandma Ayudia, a dam of tears unbearable, dripping into tears filled with gratitude. “Mother..” Holy Mother rests at the feet of Grandma Ayudia, “Excuse Sacred Ma... forgive Sacred, forgive Gusli.. forgive us who have been disobedient.

“Wake up Holy,” Grandma Ayudia then grabbed the body of her daughter-in-law, her memory slowly returned, looking at her daughter-in-law with a sad look, her eyes wet her old net petals. Both hands of Grandma Ayudia hugged her daughter-in-law who had been separated for so long.

“All this happened because of our selfishness, which has blamed fate. That indeed, you are destined to be together,” continued Grandma Ayudia, holding both arms of her daughter-in-law, with a shady look and teary eyes.

Holy Ma'am shook his head, “All this is Holy and Gusli's fault, ma'am. We are not being respectful to Mom and Dad,”

Grandma Ayudia shook her head, “All that is long enough Sacred, may Gusli be at his side.”

Holy Mom nodded, “Amin.”

Everyone who is still in front of this modern Joglo-style house is also shrouded in a fog of novelty. Including the servants, Damar, Wulan and Danum, this teenager was unable to hold back his tears.

Ayudia's grandmother circulated her gaze looking at her two grandchildren.

Damar embraces his sister's shoulder, taking her to approach Ayudia's grandmother.

Danum knelt before her Grandma Ayudia, then went to her Granny's wrinkled fingers, “Grandmother!”

Both hands of Grandma Ayudia turned to hold both cheeks Danum, “Cucuku.” then grabbed Danum, crying bitterly looking at the faces of Danum and Damar reminding back the memory of his son who had died.

Grandpa Bagaskara also came out from the inside of the house, stood behind his wife, “Here is Nini, let Damar and Danum enter first,” said Grandpa Bagaskara then turned to look at his daughter-in-law who was bowing his head, “And also our daughter-in-law, let them enter the house.” continued Grandpa Bagaskara.

Holy Mother immediately raised her face, looking at her Father-in-law.

Damar and Danum approached Grandpa Bagaskara, and shook his hands, Grandpa Bagaskara's hands turned to hold the shoulders of his two grandchildren, “Grandpa was very grateful, finally able to escape from these shackles, and meet you guys.”

Grandpa Bagaskara embraces his second grandson, “Danum,” rubs Danum's back.

“Ka-grandfather..” Danum's voice was stamped, he felt this was still a dream to meet his Grandfather, who had never thought of him so far he still had Grandpa and Grandma.

Grandpa Bagaskara broke his embrace

Damar gave a wooden stick with Jepara carvings to Grandpa Bagaskara who had been left behind at the cemetery.

Grandpa Bagaskara saw his wand, and smiled knotfully, then received his wand which he had left at his son's funeral, “Thank you.”

Damar nodded and smiled

“Come in, this is your home,” Grandpa Bagaskara said, to Damar and Danum, then his gaze looked at his daughter-in-law, “Holy!” he called out to his son-in-law who was still staring.

Damar walked up to his mother, and nodded slowly, “Come on Bu,” then slipped his hand on Holy Mother's arm and led her to approach Grandpa Bagaskara.

The Holy Mother still bowed before her Father-in-law

“Do you not want to shake your Father's hand, Saints?!” exclaimed Grandpa Bagaskara, then smiled gently. Depict the gurata wrinkles that are increasingly visible on his face. He extended his hand.

Holy Mother raised her face, sat with Grandpa Bagaskara and saw an old hand outstretched before her, tears spilling back as swift as the water of a river that had long been blocked. Holy Ma'am then shook his father-in-law's hand, bowing, “A-dad..” he said and put Grandpa Bagaskara's hand between his eyebrows.

Grandpa Bagaskara's left hand lifted and gently rubbed his daughter-in-law's head, “Will you forgive your father's mistake, son?”

Holy Ma shook his head, “A-dad.. This is not the fault of Father, me and Gusli who do not appreciate the decision, Father.”.

Grandpa Bagaskara smiled gently, “The reason the birds can fly and Dad cannot, is because they have perfect faith, having faith means having wings. While Dad, still shackled by greed for treasure, so do not see that fate has chosen you and Gusli who are destined to be together.”

Holy Mother was stunned to hear his father-in-law's answer, she then rested at his feet. “I'm sorry, Father.”

Grandpa Bagaskara holds both arms of his son-in-law, “Build my son, everything that happened in the past is a lesson for the future,”

“Thank you Dad,” reply Holy Ma'am.

Now, with an airy heart and a loving heart, it is able to tear down the walls of pride and selfishness.

Danum pushed Grandma Ayudia's wheelchair into the house, while Holy Mother walked behind him, and Grandpa Bagaskara grabbed Damar's shoulders.

When Wulan was about to leave, from there, Damar grabbed Wulan's hand to come into the house and gather with his extended family.

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Grandpa Bagaskara nodded, “Alright, Grandpa understood, you are very busy,” Grandpa Bagaskara also stood, “Grandfather there was a meeting with the shareholders,”

Damar went to greet his mother's hand, “Bu, Damar work first, take care of Mom's health,”

Holy Ma'am nodded and smiled, “Be careful Nang, your success is the fruit of your hard work,”

“Amin.” reply Damar.

Damar also shook his Grandpa and Grandma's hands, followed by Wulan. “Wulan, departs Holy Bu,”

“Be careful Nak,” replied Holy Ma'am.

Wulan nodded, then walked hand in hand with Damar towards the outside of the house,

Before entering the car, Grandpa Bagaskara invited Damar to speak, “Be careful with Kusumo Damar,” said Grandpa Bagaskara commemorating his grandson.

“Thank you, Kek.” replied Damar.

Bagaskara's grandfather also got into a Mercedes Benz car with a driver who had stoodby at the wheel of the car. Slowly Grandpa Bagaskara's car left his yard.

Damar opened the car door for Wulan, “Come in, your face looks so exhausted,”

Wulan got into the car with the door opened by Damar. Then Damar turned around the car and got into the steering wheel. Slowly the car is traveling at low speed.

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After arriving at the office, Damar headed straight for his room. He then checked all the important documents, which were on his desk, until he was unaware of the movement of the clock once the clock passed. Azan dhuhur also reverberated, “Alhamdulilah, already azan.”

Damar also stood up and walked to the bathroom, then performed mandatory worship as a Muslim. Ten minutes later, he sat back in his desk chair to resume work.

The door of the room was knocked...

“Log in!” damar series, still did not take his gaze away from his laptop monitor screen.

Mr. Bambang went into the room Damar, “Happy day Mas Damar,”

Damar stood aware of Mr. Bambang's voice, “Siang Mr. Bambang, let's sit,”

Mr. Bambang also sat in the front seat of Damar's desk, and showed the file in front of Damar. “This is Mas Damar's sales document, along with this month's financial summary,”

Damar mangosteen, then take the file given by Mr. Bambang, and read it. Simultaneously listen to Mr. Bambang's explanation.

“At the start of a good month Mas Damar, this company has grown rapidly, Amanah food income has almost reached two billion in total!” said Mr. Bambang full of spirit.

Damar was surprised, he looked back at Mr. Bambang and smiled sumringah, “Hopefully in the future can go forward and succeed Mr. Bambang,”

“Amin, then excuse me, Mas Damar.” said Mr. Bambang while standing.

Damar nodded and stood up, “Please, thank you Mr. Bambang,”

Mr. Bambang also left the room Damar, he again saw the files on his desk. After sitting for a long time, and struggling with all the files and screen of his laptop, and in the feeling of a sore back, he then stood up and stretched his back muscles, then walked towards the window with wide glass.

Simultaneously he dropped his gaze with a container truck carrying supplies of materials. Damar seems to be very observing people who come out of the truck steering seat and then see employees who will check the supply of goods that enter the production area.

Damar seemed suspicious, he rushed out of his room and walked towards the elevator along with the Purnomo marketing team. “Why are you in a hurry, Mas Damar?”

Damar did not answer Purnomo's question, he then told Purnomo to press the number button 1, “Quick, Mas Pur. Number pencet 1.”

Sighly and ask Purnomo immediately press the 1 button. No need to wait a long time, Damar and Purnomo arrived at the ground floor of the office. Damar immediately ran out of the elevator, and headed towards the production factory area behind the office building.

Purnomo who felt there was a discrepancy, from Damar followed him, and headed to the factory area more precisely to container trucks loaded with raw materials such as wheat flour, and other supply materials.

Damar stop people who are on the move lifting flour sacks, “Wait!”

Everyone who was around the loading and unloading area was staring at Damar, confused.

“What's the matter, you're here Mas Damar?” ask the supervisor who specifically handles loading and unloading goods, named Nugroho.

Damar stared at the well-built supervisor with a bushy mustache, “Open his sack! Mr. Nugroho,”

Nugroho was surprised by what Damar asked for, “Do you not believe what I have checked, Mas Damar?”

Damar stared at Nugroho and turned to staring at the sacks logistics supply of materials for the production of lizards and other handlers.

“What is this, Mas Damar, Mr Nugroho?” ask Mr. Bambang, who has been standing not far from Damar.

Damar then approached the 50-kilogram sacks of flour still inside the container truck and forcibly took the mute out of the workers' hands and tore the sacks white. Damar widened his eyes, and his feeling was never wrong, if his mind and heart had thought there was something strange.

Brown wheat flour, he scooped and grasped it to show the supervisor.

“What is Mr Nugroho? How do you do the checking?!” asked Damar with a voice holding back anger.

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