President Cilok
87 Dead one grows a thousand

Next day..

Vigorous promotion is being carried out by the marketing marketing team to monopolize the trading market. In every shopping center, market and various supermarkets, and directly led by the President of Amanah food.

“How can I cooperate and supply the needs of the community from King food products that are clearly bankrupt and full of bad news?!” said a man dressed formally.

“So Mr Bahar has not known if our company has changed its trade name?” ask the secretary of Amanah food.

“Clearly, I know. But I still doubt, if the largest supermarket supermarket in Indonesia I am threatened because it uses products from you,” said Pak Bahar, owner of distributor to sell packaged products on the market. This bald-headed man also stood up, “Sorry, Mas Damar, I cannot do this cooperation.”

Damar come to stand, “Alright, I will not force you to receive products from us. Because, even though you do not receive it, the products you receive from other companies are the same, they process from raw materials that are actually not worthy of consumption.”

Mr. Bahar rounded his eyes to look at Damar, “Don't just because I refuse to accept your product, then you are willing to slander if the food company I work with is illegal!”

Mr. Bahar also pointed to the door of the room, “Please leave you from my company, until whenever I do not want to accept your offer!”

Damar nodded thinly throw a gaze and looked back at Mr. Bahar with a knotty smile, “Not, not a slander of course Mr. Bahar,” Damar looked at Bokir, someone he believed to gather evidence of the misappropriation of some processed food and beverage company.

“Before I leave your company, there is something I want to show you, Mr. Bahar,”.

Bokir quickly put a brown map on the table.

Damar looked at Pak Bahar who was staring at the brown map, on the table, this middle-aged man asked with dislike, “What does this mean?!”

“It is a list of trademarks containing mercury ingredients and other chemicals, including drugs in your supermarket, Mr. Bahar,”, Damar concluded, after receiving important information from several sources related to food and beverage companies containing chemicals and mercury.

Mr. Bahar is still staring at Damar with a suspicious look, “Now also go from my room!”

Damar, Wulan and Bokir walked towards the door of Pak Bahar's office.

However, Damar stopped his steps as he passed Pak Bahar, he stood on his back and said without turning his head, “The people who are difficult to make someone to peace are the ones who still have an arrogant nature, and they are the ones who are not, scorners, and hypocrites. So, take it easy Mr. Bahar, if you can't make peace with my company. I'll make sure that your supermaket will experience a significant amount of decline!”

Mr. Bahar turned around and saw Damar walking towards the door of his room and out of there. “What exactly does that rancid boy mean?!”

•

In the company lobby, Damar stopped his steps, “What after this, we meet with Mr Vishnu?”

“True,” replied Wulan, Wulan saw the look on Damar's face that showed the side of anger, for the humiliation of Mr. Bahar, “Trust me, every rejection will definitely be no acceptance.”

Beaver resin, interspersed with smiles staring at his secretary, “Thank you, it has always given me spirit.”

Wulan nodded

“Dead one grows a thousand,” exclaimed Bokir, then pat Damar on the shoulder. “And let the regretful Bahar by himself.”

Damar, Wulan and Bokir continued their steps.

••

On the way, after from the company Pak Bahar who domiciled in the Bekasi-Jakarta area.

Now, Damar must also switch to North Cikarang, to continue his journey to introduce products from Amanah food. To giant companies engaged in the distribution to supply the needs of the community in all the largest supermarkets in Asian.

“Alright, I guess by giving you a chance of cooperation. In the future Amanah food company will be better.” said a representative from the Director of the Asian market.

“Receive still Mr. Hasan, we will try our best to provide the products with the best quality.” replied Damar.

“Sorry, because Mr. Vishnu cannot meet you,” said Mr. Hasan.

Damar smiled, “It's okay Mr. Hasan, I really understand if he is very busy,”

Mr. Hasan nodded, “The rest will be taken care of by my staff, because I have to meet with other business colleagues,”

Damar went on, “Good, Mr. Hasan. Thank you.”

Mr. Hasan left from the presence of Damar, he walked out of the restaurant and followed by some of his other staff.

And now a staff, taking over the duties given by his superiors to take care of the procedures of cooperation with Amanah food company.

After getting the contract signatures, Damar, Wulan and Bokir. Return to continue the journey, with a car driven by an office driver.

Wulan looked at Damar's face that looked pale from the side, “It looks like you're not well? What need I book a hotel for you to rest,”

Damar closed his eyes then shook his head, “No need, I'm fine, go straight home to Jogja,” he resuscitated his head on the back of the car seat, he said,

Then took his phone and contacted someone, but had contacted Didi several times the staff who became spies was not also connected.

“Where is Mar?” bokir asked, looking towards Damar.

Damar shook his head faintly, before Damar put his phone away. Ringing the phone was heard, he answered it without staring at the screen of his phone, “Halo.”

“Damar, where are you? I'm in your office again?” answer someone across the phone.

Damar instantly opened his net and kept the phone away from his ear, and read the name on his phone monitor screen, ‘Director Angelina’. Bring the phone back to your ear. “What are you doing in my office room, Miss.”

“You forgot, if you have an appointment with me?” answer Angelina who is currently in the office room Damar.

Damar aghast, until heading antap car, “Aduh..” erangnya, while rubbing his head.

Wulan who was sitting next to him also widened her eyes, looking at Damar's strange behavior.

“No, no pa-pa! S-since when? Why are you in my office?” ask Damar.

Wulan's forehead shriveled, ‘Who contacted her? What is that beautiful Director?'

“Since this morning, I miss you,” replied Angelina, while circulating her gaze, staring at all the contents in the room of Damar's office.

“What?” damar exclaimed, again making Wulan, Bokir and a driver surprised. ‘Wah, this blatant chick.'

“Lewat which door?” ask Damar limbung.

Angelina was surprised by Damar's question, she looked at the door of the room Damar opened by someone. “Ya through your room door, already well, there is Uncle Bambang. I'm waiting for you to come home,”

“What! Uncle?” exclaim Damar, by hearing Angelina call her manager with call ‘Uncle.

The phone connection was also cut off.

•

“Uncle has said, if Damar is not in the office,” said Mr. Bambang, to his nephew.

“Why didn't Uncle say that he worked with Damar?” ask Angelina, “If I knew Uncle was working with Damar, I wouldn't have to be tired of looking for him!” move on again, and walk then sit on the black sofa.

“What is your relationship with Damar?” ask Mr. Bambang to investigate.

Angelina did not answer her Uncle's question, she instead asked another thing, “Uncle, does Mas Damar already have a girlfriend, partner, or wife?” angelina asked and approached her Uncle who was still standing by the door.

Mr. Bambang shrugged his shoulders, “Which Uncle knows, Uncle here will work Angel, not take care of his charm.” Mr. Bambang holds the door handle, “But, he is a good young man, if you like it, Uncle agrees.” concluded Mr. Bambang and then out of the President's room.

Angelina also smiled sumringah, and followed the steps of her Uncle, “Ah.. It seems I really found my soul mate.” murmured.

“Uncle, I go home first,” he said to Mr. Bambang.

“Be careful..” replied Mr. Bambang.

Although disappointed because he could not meet with Damar, but Angel still had time tomorrow and so on to visit the office Damar.

••

Damar put his cell phone back next to where he sat.

Wulan closed her eyes, enduring the turmoil of taste. I want to ask, but it's none of his business.

Finally the question, can be represented by Bokir who asks, “Who, Mar”

Without feeling sensitive towards the woman who was staring at him, Damar replied. “Angelina.”

Bokir raised his eyebrows, “It seems, he is interested in you, if outside of business he contacts you,”

Damar shrugged his shoulders.

While Wulan prefers to silence himself, close his eyes and pretend to be deaf.

••

Eight hours already Damar, Bokir and also Wulan arrived at the company at 00:45 local time. After passing the long journey by passing the freeway highway.

“Mas Damar, I am leaving home.” said the office driver. Then give the company car keys to Bokir.

“Thank you Panji,” Damar said, to the office driver who used to carry the company's container truck between Provinces.

Panji nodded and walked towards his parked motorcycle.

“I also go home Mar, tired too even though change nyetir.” said Bokir, lesuh. Then walk to the parked bike.

However, a security guard ran away in a hurry to approach Damar, “Mas, Mas Damar.” his voice stammered, nervous he felt.

Bokir who was walking towards his motorbike turned around

“Why Mr Eko?!” ask Damar to be angry.

“There was someone seriously injured in front of the main gate!!” sengal Sattam's..

Damar, Wulan and Bokir widened their eyes.. “What?!”

Damar immediately ran towards the main entrance gate of the company area..

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