President Cilok
83 Friends and companions

Dare to act is not necessarily guarantee success. However, not acting at all definitely warrants failure. Because, basically every time God is testing man, along with his solution.

If you still do not feel you have found a solution, it may be a lack of self-control. And the effort that is expected to always be grateful in everyday life that is passed.

The days passed too

Now Damar is in a factory where the processing of raw materials, such as flour and nuts, and is doing a deal. After a few days no factory wants to stock the desired raw materials.

“Thank you Mr. Basuki, it is deign to help our company,” said Damar, after visiting directly several factories that guarantee the best raw material quality.

“However, we cannot provide as much supply as requested by Mas Damar. Of course Mas Damar himself knows, we are a small manufacturer.” replied Mr. Basuki as the factory owner.

Damar nodded thinly, “No matter Mr. Basuki, we are already very grateful. Then I'm sorry.”

Mr. Basuki nodded.. And the agreement was agreed upon on the seal.

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On the way after visiting several sugar factories, flour and wheat factories. Damar and Wulan went home, finally after days of busy can meet with factories that want to supply production needs, although the number is limited.

Damar sighed rudely, he did not fight alone, some staff at the company was looking for the source of factory production suppliers to keep running smoothly, and did not disappoint consumers, because of product delays.

“Lan, thank you,” said Damar broke the silence between him and Wulan who was driving at a moderate speed.

Wulan glanced at Damar, “How many times have you said thank you, has this not become my duty, to accompany you to fight?”

Damar smiled knots, he positioned himself sitting leaning as comfortably as possible, “Sometimes, we do need others to be an encouragement and motivator, so as not to feel heavy alone in living life and trials,”

“Ehem.. What are different friends and companions?” wulan asked, still focusing her gaze forward.

Damar was silent for a moment and thought, “Friends are there when you are happy, friends are always there when you are happy or sad,”

“So, isn't it good for friends and companions to be equally important?” ask Wulan.

Damar did not answer Wulan's question, he looked at Wulan's face from the side, in his heart. It can not be denied, that now his admiration for this tough woman is getting bigger, and every time he tries to dismiss it, it is getting harder.

“What do you want to replace your driver?” tawar Damar's.

Wulan shook her head, “No need, no more until home,”

“Are you not afraid to live alone?” damar asked, feeling sorry every time he drove Wulan home, the house occupied by his secretary was always in a dark state, if you go home late at night like now.

“Do you want to accompany me?” without any awkwardness anymore, Wulan said things that could provoke feelings.

Small room chuckles, “Hahaha..”.

“Cock laughing?” asked Wulan, he also parked the speed of the car in front of the house he lived in.

Damar does not answer Wulan's question, he opens the car door, and is followed by Wulan. Both stand in front of the car with the car engine still on and highlight the yellowish lights of the car.

Not do not want to answer the question Wulan, but Damar more want to keep what already belongs to others. “Udah gih there in, already malem,”

Although disappointed Damar ignored his question, but Wulan felt there was a reason in recent days Damar's attitude turned indifferent to him. However, Damar already considered him to have a partner, and he was embarrassed to tell the truth, that in fact his speech last time was a joke.

Wulan nodded, then turned back to Damar and entered the house, not forgetting to lock the door, and stood behind the door. ‘Why is it so difficult I tell him honestly, if now I have a feeling.'

Outside the house occupied by his secretary, Damar stared at the minimalist style house with a pushy gaze. He breathed his breath rough. “Without God, life is nothing. Without humor, life is boring. Without love, there is no hope. Without friends, life is impossible. So then.... ” Damar stopped his sentence.

“Do you want to be my best friend and wife.... Akhh... I think I'm crazy!” he continued, while ruffling his jet black rikma.

Then walking towards the car door, slowly the car left the yard of Wulan's house.

Wulan opened the window curtain, and saw that Damar was gone, his feelings were bad, regretting ever ignoring all the attention and sweetness of Damar. Wulan sighed, “Could it be me who has to fight?“ muttered.

However, a moment later, he found a brilliant idea, “Then slowly I will become his best friend.”

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Now, Damar arrived at the courtyard of the Joglo-style house after a few days of living, and always went home late at night.

“What everyone has slept?” damar asked a housekeeper who was mostly a man.

“Holy Bu is waiting for Aden, in the middle room.” replied the housemaid, (Aden, is a designation for the young Master and such, in Javanese calls).

“Content, Mang Soni.” replied Damar then, walking into the house, as he stepped into the door of the house that is not in the key of Damar to say hello with a soft voice. He walked into the living room and found his mother asleep on the sofa.

Damar approached his mother, and knelt beside the sofa. “Bu.”

Holy Ma'am opened his old net, “Cah mbarep.. (First child),” and then he sat down. Followed by Damar who sat next to his mother.

“Neither at home we are not here, I always wait for Damar to come home, Damar has said, that lately will often come home late at night,” said Damar, in a soft voice.

Damar nodded, “Already!”

“Lain times, I no longer need to wait for Damar to come home, Damar will be fine, as long as Mother's blessing is always with Damar.” continued Damar, as long as she is happy, for the umpteenth time he asked that his mother no longer need to wait for him to come home.

Holy Mom developed her smile, “If you already have a wife, then mom will rest in peace, Nang,”

“Rezeki, soul mate, death all that in the hands of God Mom, if the soul mate Damar is near, surely God will show,”

Holy Mother nodded thinly, “Mother knows Nang, all this is His will, but Mother can breathe a sigh of relief when Mother sees you side with a woman full of affection, as well as compassion and sincerity,”

Damar's forehead shriveled, “Why should love, compassion and sincerity, do mothers not want a good woman who becomes a companion to Damar's life?”

Holy Ma'am commented on the thin smile, “The loving heart is the fruit of kindness, if the heart is loving then in whatever circumstances you are, your partner will not turn away and accept sincerely and sincerely, Nang,”

“The room was amazed by Mother's wise answer,” she circulated her gaze looking at the archery boy who was decorating the wall of Grandpa Bagaskara's house, the shadow of Wulan's face was instantly present in her memory. ‘But, he already belongs to someone else.'

Holy Ma'am holds the back of her eldest son's hand, “How about Wulan, I see you are quite close to her and I think, she's a woman who is attentive to you, Nang?”

Damar turned his gaze to look at the hand of Holy Mother and sat with her Mother, “What's wrong with Wulan Bu? Mom misses her because she has not met for a few days?” the answer diverted the conversation.

Holy Ma'am clasped Damar's hand, “Don't joke Nang, Mom's serious.”

Damar put on a horse

“Are you guys very busy in factory?” ask Holy Ma.

Holy Mother's question along with Grandpa Bagaskara who approached her grandson and daughter-in-law.

“You've come home Mar?” asked Grandpa Bagaskara, standing in the doorway of the middle room, the link between the other rooms.

Damar moved and shook his Grandpa's hand, “Iya, there are several jobs that require Damar overtime,”

“Grandfather heard, the factory managed by you is experiencing problems?” asked Grandpa Bagaskara, walking along with Damar and sitting on the sofa.

Company matters, Damar never brought it home. Because he, do not want to mix the affairs of home and company. “Alhamdulilah well, Cake. Now it's resolved,” replied Damar lied. ‘Pardon the servant O Allah, for having to lie.'

“True, already resolved?” ask Grandpa Bagaskara make sure.

“What is in Amanah food company Damar?” this time the Holy Mother asked.

“Yes, yesterday did have a little problem, because the distributor material is distracting. But, it is under control,” replied Damar.

“Need help Grandpa?” haggard Grandpa Bagaskara.

Damar smiled and then shook his head, “Thank you Kek, this problem can still be resolved,” he did try his best so as not to rush to ask for help to his Grandfather, although he himself knew that Grandpa Bagaskara's influence on the business world could have benefited him in the blink of an eye. Because, all the paced guarantees there is.

But the surge of patriotism refused if the slightest problem had asked his Grandfather for help. Because he realized very well, the problems that exist today are just small pebbles to face a large stone that is ready not to be faced by the way of confidence and determination of faith and heart, and he refused to be spoiled, whining or desperate.

“Alright, Grandpa understands. If you need anything do not hesitate.” bargain Grandpa Bagaskara.

Damar nodded, “Would Grandpa rest, Grandpa should also pay attention to health,”

Grandpa Bagaskara left, “Ya, Grandpa knows, Grandpa is now not living alone, because there are many people here who are now paying attention to Grandpa,”

Damar and Holy Mother developed a smile, looking at Grandpa Bagaskara who was walking back towards her room.

Damar turned to look at his mother, “Mom also rested,” said Damar, and got a small nod from his mother.

Holy Mother then moved and walked towards her room.

Damar walked to Danum's room, he held the door handle and opened it slowly, and saw Danum was studying at eleven o'clock in the evening, “Num, learning it again tomorrow, it's a shame, UTS also need fresh eyes.”

Danum turned to look at his brother who was still standing in the doorway, with the door opened in half, “Iya Mas, Mas Damar just came home,”

“Yeah, as you can see,” Damar replied.

“Mas Damar also rest, because your sister also needs a healthy motivator!” danum said, he admired his brother's persistence.

Damar nodded and closed the door to Danum's room.

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Arriving in the room after cleaning yourself in the bathroom in the room. Damar put himself in a bed that was large enough, he no longer shared a room with Danum, because Danum also occupied his own room.

And the state of the old house, he was still monitoring his renovation. In any case, the old house has so many memories of joys and sorrows.

Then he read the bedtime prayer, a little later he closed his eyes. “Yes Allah, O Lord of Peace, teach me in my sleep tonight to be sincere in ignoring the unimportant, amen.”

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