Shanum Marwah's

Shanum Marwah's
3. Kenan Adi Pratama's


"When the past comes back, perhaps fate has prepared its best story." ~Faray Glad~


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A person with an anxious heart squeezes the fingers as an impingement. It was inside the transport that brought it down to the ground floor. He can't wait to join the others soon.


The situation on the ground floor was already crowded with employees who stood neatly to wait for the arrival of their new leader.


Someone outside the company just came in and got out of the car. Someone else had also just stepped out from inside the elevator with a quite stunning appearance this time around.


"G ... Thank goodness he came down" said a man who now saw Shanum's figure walking over. Both of them threw smiles.


Without them both realizing if someone they had been waiting for had come and stepped in accompanied by an assistant as well as some company officials.


Fittingly coinciding with the figure of the leader entering the company lobby area, Shanum who was stepping out of the elevator, was a coincidence that seemed to have been planned by the Universe.


Shanum was shocked by the arrival of his new leader, who just happened to walk out of the elevator. He was not so focused on looking at the figure of a handsome man who was currently staring at him with a slight stunned. Because he was determined to immediately join with other colleagues.


"He ...." The leader's mind as he looked at Shanum's face. It was as if someone was calling himself a story of the past.


Even his gaze followed Shanum's body gesture until the girl stood at the very back of the row.


Pretty good at managing the situation. The handsome man thinned his lips instantly. Stare at the employees who have been respectfully welcoming his arrival.


"Reno!"


The leader with a handsome face glimpsed his head back to call his assistant. A sweet man named Reno stepped closer.


"Yes sir."


"Find out who the employees are on the far right!"


"Well Sir!" While nodding the man obeyed the orders of his superior.


Little feel the strangeness of Reno, because he knows from his boss, his boss is a stiff man and does not like to take care of others. In fact, this time he was surprised by a request that was so impossible for him. Even his orders were related to an ordinary employee.


"What's wrong with that girl?" Reno sat down as he tried to steal a glance towards Shanum who was currently in the row at the far right corner.


"Beautiful ..," whispered her little heart. Reno's eyes showed Shanum's posture that looked quite sexy.


"Lumayan, but compared to the hooded girl. Mr. Ken met a lot of girls who were much prettier and sexy even more seductive."


Reno spoke her opinion in her heart. His wild shadow began to dance overhead. He knew that Ken used to vacation with his best friend who did not forget to always be accompanied by beautiful girls using minimal clothing materials.


And now he's so curious at Ken's orders about the hooded girl.


"It's impossible if Mr. Ken likes it. Is it possible that the girl once owed him?"


This time he felt confident in his guess, there was no way his boss would like another woman, whereas in a few weeks he would hold an engagement party with the woman Reno knew was his boss's lover.


For five years Reno has been Kenan's assistant at another Ken family-owned company. They are already very familiar because the meeting was on campus at the time of the last thesis.


The two have been friends since then. Where they have a teacher there. Ken knows very well Reno's intelligence. Ken finally invited the man to work with him.


The Mighty Earth Company engaged in plastic packaging was actually in his uncle's grasp, feeling dissatisfied with the results obtained. Finally Ken's father asked his proud son to take over the company.


Ken's responsibilities have increased. He had managed to take control of two companies at once before. This time there is one more challenge that the man must be able to master. Ken's expertise in leading and controlling companies is increasingly unmatched. The knowledge he possesses cannot be doubted.


Everything that happens is like a gift given by God for failure that was always accepted by Ken.


There is a story of the past, when the man was studying at a private university in Jakarta, for four times the thesis he always failed.


No one ever knew why when the man repeated the fifth thesis. Like getting a miracle, Ken passed the thesis exam with the perfect result.


"Let's sir, please!"


An adult man named Handoko, so politely directed Ken's footsteps to get into the elevator. While behind Handoko there is Sony as the previous director who is also an uncle to Ken. The man seemed to have no interest in welcoming Ken who would take his place.


Just a few seconds later the elevator door opened. Other employees take turns taking the elevator to go to the room that is usually used for meetings.


Handoko again directed Ken towards the meeting room where he was at the very end.


"Please, Sir!"


Ken nodded in response as Handoko opened the door. Soon Ken entered into a spacious room with a sitting chair and a circular table.


Imagine him sitting on the back bench. Where a girl comes late who finally has to sit in the same row with her.


Ken smiled faintly as he recalled a girl who had upset him for waking himself up in those days.


"Sir Ken!"


A call awakened Kenan's daydreams about his past.


"Ah, yes!" Kenan answers the origin.


Kenan was led by Reno and Handoko to sit in front. Sony's uncle also sat in front, there were also several managers who also sat next to him.


Other employees began to enter the room. Faint whispers sounded like wasps as a group of female employees entered the room.


"I didn't expect it either."


"Belg ... I love seeing it."


"Yes, it looks like our boss is very young."


"I felt like I was hypnotized when I saw it."


They really did not expect that the new leader who came was quite handsome and dashing. Just looking at his appearance, all eyes were already grounded. It really looks authoritative.


"Everything in place?"


A voice rang out as Handoko was about to begin the welcoming. He made sure his employees had been sitting in place without being left behind.


There was a rumbling sound that filled the room. All employees responded if they were already in place.


"Well, if everything is in place, I will start this welcoming event!"


Because the door of the room has been closed. He thought all the employees were there.


"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wa barrakatu."


For a moment Handoko let her employees answer the greetings.


"Thank you for the blessings given by Allah SWT which makes us always able to gather here in good health."


"To shorten the time, let us pray for a moment according to our respective religions before this welcoming event begins."


"Pray start!"


Give time for him and others to pray for the smooth running of the event.


"Done!"


"Everyone would have known, no, if our company had the arrival of a new leader. Which he is the son of Mr. Bagus Pratama."


"Sony will still be part of the company. He will certainly take the lead on our new leader."


"To shorten the time, I will let Pak Kenan Adi Pratama introduce himself and give a little greeting to employees here."


"Please Mr Ken!"


Handoko gave her microphone to the handsome man sitting next to her. Standing the handsome man who was wearing the black suit. The sounds started to sound again.


"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wa barrakatu. Good morning to all other religions."


"Do you know me?"


All employees answered "yet".


"Well, introduce me to Kenan Adi Pratama and you can call me Ken."


And without anyone expecting it, the sound of knocking on the door distracted everyone. Before long the sound of knocking on the door stopped, the door of the room opened. Slowly the figure of the beautiful girl started to enter and bowed respectfully.


The girl was stunned for a moment when now a pair of eyes were staring straight ahead. A handsome man standing with a microphone was also looking at her. They lock each other's eyes.


"He ...."


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