Price of a Daster

Price of a Daster
Chapter 53 The Death of Imagery


In accordance with what was planned by Amanda, he finally discussed the plan to launch a new product on Gilang. After getting support from her husband and business partner, Amanda finally prepared everything. Starting from determining the model, fabric, pattern, color and target market was considered well-bak by the mother of three children. Until finally, the first launch of Adzkiya Collection received good reception from lovers of the game.


"Sir, there is a sarimbitnya nih," complains Seto.


"Yes, we have also designed for the sarimbit model" said Amanda.


"Mbak Manda is indeed flexible, always understands the wishes of the market. So no wonder, sales every month always increase," said Seto.


"Don't praise Seto! I'm afraid to be arrogant" Amanda said.


"I'm back at my place, Ma'am!" pamit Seto's.


Seto went straight back to his desk to reassemble the sales report. While Amanda was preoccupied with pencil and paper because she would make saermbit clothing designs that were in demand by many people.


Amanda continued to dissolve in her work, until it did not feel like the day had gone on. She also immediately cleaned up her work because soon her husband must come to pick her up. It's true what Amanda thinks. Now Gilang is already in the doorway of his room by folding his chest hand with body leaning on the door frame.


"It's five o'clock, it's still busy" said Gilang.


"Sorry, A! I again make plans for sarimbit, said Seto many nanyain." Amanda was still cleaning her desk that looked scattered.


"If you are in trouble, why not recruit more employees so that someone helps design the model that you will launch. After all, the more the day the more market demand for negligee and gamis that you produce. I think we also need a bigger place than this" Gilang said as he approached Amanda.


"Maybe I count first with convection finance A" Amanda said.


"Why am I so worried about you. Even though you have a CEO husband, why not ask me for additional capital? I will definitely give it to you" Gilang said.


"Can I ask for that kind of money?" ask Amanda with anxious expectation.


"Of course, honey, as long as every night the carong and nyai meet, whatever you ask, I will definitely love you" whispered Gilang.


"A, why is that omes?" ask Amanda. "Udah yuk is home! We buy rice paddocks that are difficult first yes A," he continued.


"Ready queen!" seloroh Gilang's.


Amanda just smiled at her husband's jokes. He felt very happy because Gilang always treated him sweetly. Very different from Apandi who is always busy with his phone.


I never thought, A Gilang who used to always look cold to women would be sweet to me. Even though in college, he never once glanced at me, Amanda's mind.


I am so happy every day to be with him. In the past, when he was always watching my matches, I was always excited to score points.But when I found out he was close to the man, I felt very upset and did not want to quietly pay attention to him anymore, inner Gilang.


The car is traveling at medium speed. Amanda and Gilang just keep telling each other until there is a motorbike traveling at high speed makes both of them startled.


"Luckily, bring the car not speeding. That bike why is it so messy?" Just as Gilang finished talking, there was a loud bang in front of him.


The speeding motorcycle driver could not control his speed so he hit a truck that just came out of the alleyway. The collision was quite hard to make the biker slammed into the road opposite direction. Right in front of the tire of a box car that is speeding, so that without being able to avoid again the motorist who fell was crushed by a box car with the condition of his entrails scattered out.


Residents who saw the incident immediately approached the victim of the accident who turned out to be alive. He kept asking for help from the people who were crowding him. However, no one dared to take action other than calling the police and securing the crash victims so as not to obstruct the speed of traffic.


"Please Sir! Helpme! I don't want to die like this, I don't want my stomach to scatter like this. Please save me! I need to get out of here before they catch me."


"Partner" Amanda said.


"You, you quickly save me! I won't bother you again if you save me. Amanda hurry up and save! I don't want to die like this" Citra kept asking for help until she finally breathed out her last one with eyes bulging and tongue sticking out.


"Innalilahi wa Inna ilaihi Raji'un" said the people who were there when they found out Citra was lifeless.


Just as Citra breathed its last breath, the Police and ambulance came simultaneously so that without waiting for a long time, Citra's body was taken to the hospital.


Amanda who was shocked by what she saw immediately brought Gilang to the side of the road. He asked people to buy him a bottle of mineral water. Amanda immediately drank it after Gilang gave her a bottle of mineral water.


"Darling, don't remember what you saw." Gilang stroked Amanda's back gently.


"A, take me to ustadz Jalal" Amanda said.


"Yes, Come on!" Gilang immediately drove Amanda to her car across the street from the crime scene.


The flashback


The image that has recovered from his illness must account for his actions in the case of the murder of foreign nationals. However, he ran away from the hospital when the police would take him to the police station by stealing a hospital employee's motorbike whose key was still attached to the motorbike, so the chase event occurred. But unfortunately, when he managed to escape from the pursuit of the police, instead he was caught by the angel of death who loved him.


Flashback off


Arriving at Ustadz Jalal's house, Amanda was welcomed by her schoolteacher. Mr. Ustadz who already knew what happened, without further ado gave Amanda water do'a to be calmer and not to remember the incident that happened to Citra.


"Thank you Mr. Ustadz, now I can be calmer" Amanda said after drinking the do'a water given by Mr. Ustadz.


"Together, Manda! Every living thing will die, just the way might be different. We who are still given the opportunity to breathe the air of life, should be restrained to face death that we will not be able to avoid even though hiding into the cave though. For when the time has come, we are facing the Creator, not the riches or the fame we shall bring, but the charity of piety, useful knowledge and the do'a of the righteous."


From Abu Hurairah RA said: The Prophet said: "If the man dies then cut off all his deeds except three: namely almsgiving, useful knowledge or the son of Sholeh who prays for him." (Moslem HR).


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