TAGGED WITH OM RICH
01. Bankrupt ??!!

Setiawan Family Residence.

In the family room of the two-story luxury house, now three members of the Setiawan family are gathered. There was Roy Setiawan the head of the family, accompanied by Dona the wife, and his eldest son Randy.

They are discussing the financial issues that are now afflicting the company.

“Pa. Papa should talk to Renatta immediately. If not, our company can go out of business.” Randy. The thirty-year-old man was already frustrated because the company engaged in processed food was threatened with bankruptcy due to lack of costs.

“Your sister is still in college, Ran. Papa is unwilling to sacrifice his future.” Papa Roy sighed softly.

The Setiawan family should have two daughters. Renatta was born a twin. However, an accident occurred when they were five years old, killing one of them.

“Then we have to how, pa? Do I have to wait for time? I think, Rena also does not want if we go bankrupt.”

“APA BANKRUPTCY?!”

A loud voice breaking the ears sounded. The three people who were in the family room also looked over.

“Rena.”

Say them in unison. The girl slowly approached with her head shaking slowly.

“Papa, mom, sister. Tell me if what I heard earlier is not true. We can't possibly go bankrupt, ‘kan?”

Renata dropped her butt in between her sister and her mother. While the head of the family sat on a single sofa.

“Ma. Tell me if what you said was a lie.” He shook my mom's arm. But Mama Dona could not answer.

“Kak. Brother kidding, ‘kan? We might be bankrupt. Is not our company moving forward? Why go bankrupt?”

What does Renatta know? It never worked though. All he knew was to accept and spend money.

“For what am I joking about a problem this big, Re?”

Renatta shook his head tightly. The shadow of his family went bankrupt, and nothing came to his brain.

He lives in distress, eats instant noodles every day and can no longer go to the shopping center.

“NO!!”

The twenty-two year old girl screamed loudly.

“I don't want to. I don't want us to go bankrupt. Brother has to do something.”

Randy clucked in annoyance. Without being asked by his sister, the man had already done a lot to save his family's company.

“Why are you just suing sister? Why don't you ask papa, what can you do so that our company does not go out of business.”

“A-me?” Renatta pointed to himself.

“Kak, I haven't even finished college. What can I do? I don't even understand the company's problem.”

“Yes. Because all you know is spending money. How do you know how hard it is to find?”

“Kak—

“Randy, Rena. Enough.” Mama Dona mediates.

“What debate will you guys solve the problem?”

Randy and Renatta shook their heads compactly.

“And Rena, it's true what your sister said. Now is the time for you to help keep our company from going bankrupt.” The middle-aged woman added.

“What should I do, ma? Mama herself knows if I can't do anything.” The girl's head was bowed listlessly. He crumpled his fingers on his lap.

“Surely there is something you can do.”

“Ma.” Papa Roy, who has been silent since, is now speaking.

“Mama, dad. Tell me what I can do. I'll do as I can.”

The girl resigned. Nor would he want his family to go bankrupt. Renatta was not ready to live hard.

Papa Roy sighed softly.

“There is a colleague who can help papa. And he filed a condition.” It was clearly the sixty-year-old man.

Renatta began to string the words of the father, with what was said by his brother and mother.

“What are the conditions that the person asked me to marry him?”

“Re.” Papa Roy closed his eyes. Her daughter is spoiled, but Renatta is quite smart and accomplished.

“Tell me, pa? Aye, right? It wasn't like my mom and sister said I had to help. What more help can I give besides marrying the one who can save our family. Yes, ‘kan?”

Renatta walked closer to the father. The girl then rested before the middle-aged man.

“Pa, if the terms are like that. Justsaytheword. Find me with the guy. Who knows I can negotiate with him.”

Papa Roy sighed softly. He grabbed the hand of the princess that was above his knee.

“Impard papa. Papa didn't mean to sacrifice you. But, he's the only one willing to help us.”

Renatta clasped the hand of the father.

“It's okay, pa. True what brother said. It's time I helped the family.”

****

Renatta sat pensively on the balcony of his room. Family talks have ended and reached an agreement. In the near future, he will meet a man who can help his family company.

“But the man is already forty years old. Don't be surprised when you meet him.”

The brother's words came back. The man who was willing to help his family was someone who was already forty years old.

“Male is forty years old. It must have been bloated and her hair started to retreat.” Renatta breathed a rough breath.

“I've said I would agree to help papa.” The girl spoke to herself.

“Ah. Already Re. Just go through it first. Meet that guy. Agree to get married, she gives help, after that we contest divorce.”

Renatta pressed the corner of his lips. He just got a ridiculous idea.

The girl got up from her seat to go back into the room because the time had shown me at night.

“Om Rich.” The girl muttered as she looked towards the luxurious house that was right in front of her house.

“He's coming home this time? Base bujang weathered.”

Renatta continued to look at the luxury car that was entering the courtyard of the house. He knew who the owner of the car was.

John Richard Wijaya. A forty-year-old man who was a guest lecturer at the campus where Renatta was attending.

A man who has been his neighbor for a dozen years. As well as the first love that ever broke the girl's heart, to make Renatta reluctant to fall in love again.

“You still smell of telon oil. Understand what love is about. School was right.”

Renatta still remembered Richard's words when he said he liked the man ten years ago.

“Basic old man. Weathered bujang sucks.”

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