The Childish And The Beast
#36 Calm Before the Storm
At the beginning of his early four years, the challenge is not to be the right friend while aging. He hopes his hard time is over and only a garrison session is left. Step towards the 'beach seat', relax.
“Sial,” Danwar clutching the disposable plastic bottle hard, “Then it's like this, where can I take over Panca?”
He threw the bottle straight into the trash. His anger had even approached him when it was still early.
Not to be confused with those who whisper.
Who're they? How dare someone like Danwar! This man, even the holder of Pancarona did not dare to interfere.
“You're really reporting to bu Adira?!”
“Sst! Noisy!”
Nanda tilted his head while still busy smashing the paper, “Dira himself requested. He already knew that Danwar took his wages.”
“Then it is dong?”
“Dipecat?”
“Where the cave knows,” Nanda continued to straighten the used papers into the crushing device.
‘Adira already know?!’ thought Danwar who accidentally eavesdropped.
How could? Who would dare to complain to Adira?!
“You will also be released, Nan?”
This guy chuckles, “There might be Dira like that. He was more corrupt than I was.”
“Udah kayak dating aje! Hahahaha!”
The laughter had already broken, but Danwar did not stop trying to eavesdrop.
“Btw, guys, you guys have any other news? I think he took what funds it is. besides Taruna.”.
“No sih.”
“Udah hear he works for others not?”
“Udah.”
“Basi, stale.”
Danwar bit the tip of his fingernail. The rumors are getting wild. But what he was more worried about was how accurate the gossip was.
This rotten man was really what they said. And only he himself knows, what backup plan is spinning in his head right now.
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Time goes by quickly. Every work plan carried out by Pancarona certainly works well with satisfactory results. Nothing is very good or very bad. Ordinary, making it uninteresting to get on the news.
But everything has a secret. And the secret wants Adira to fix, of course in secret anyway. Pancarona damage should not affect anything.
“Good morning, sis,” Adira has great respect for this man.
A man who is talked about a lot because of his abilities. This much older cousin of Daffa already looks authoritative with her gentle eyes and leadership qualities.
And of course this figure found what Adira asked for easily.
“Morning,” this man walked into Dira's office.
Adira welcome this man, “Please sit.”
The two sat down even though Daffa preferred to stand between the two sofas, making sure he respected the two.
“How, sis?”
“Ya,” the man who is familiarly called Fares is issuing a full map with what is meant, “It is ready if you are ready.”
“What can I see?”
“Please.”
Adira took the pile of sheets. Open up the contents and read. Various evidence has been obtained, connecting the irregularities and masterminds in his company.
One thing caught the attention of this woman. List of names that may be victims. Nanda's name is there.
This Fares explained, “I have got the financial flow of Mr. Danwar, and the finances of every employee of your company. There are about 37 people who experienced cutting honorifics unilaterally.”
“And I only realized it five...”
Two more weeks. This man found so many wounds behind the back of Pancarona. The wound was really slashing Adira as if making a real wound.
Where is the fair company he craves to stand?
Nanda's right, he's too built a high barbed fence⏤ for not many to come close to his personal. But that also makes him not understand others. Until finally he did not know who the allies were and who the opponents were.
“Adira,” Fares calls him, “Is there anyone else you suspect?”
“Ya?”
“Pancarona financial funds are quite safe. I suspect someone else is helping Danwar.”
“Help... How?”
“What is covered?” Daffa got into the conversation.
This Adira straightens her back as if she can't wait, “Can you explain more?”
“I found some CCTV evidence,” this man pulled some paper that Adira brought, “He was like to meet someone.”
“Who?”
“That's the problem. He always goes into a private room that has no CCTV. Means, she met an important person.”
“Sorry, mom,” Daffa cut, “You told me to find out anything about Danwar. I got gossip about Danwar working for someone else.”
Actually, yes, Adira had also heard of it from Nanda. Wild gossip that has no proof. But if that possibility comes out of the mouth of this great lawyer, Adira can't laugh anymore.
“Is there a powerful person you can think of?” Fares is back in Adira.
Sure oes. There was one craziest person who even out of head was already the worst possibility.
However, he did not want to think about anything about her.
It's been a month. And there is no time to live up to the problem
Fares continues, “I have to say. I don't have anything to sue this guy. Also, I am not sure if the cooperation of Mr. Danwar is only one person. We can only sue Mr. Danwar.”
Adira put the papers neatly back on the table, “For now, please just focus on restoring the rights of the employees. They need justice in this place.”
Fares closed his eyes, sighing for a moment. This is just one of the many complicated cases he faces. And everything is more than getting into their personal lives.
But this is very different. The situation was like picking up a slippery and electrified eel. The famous and powerful people he faced now. Anything can scorch it back as if it were boomerang.
“I understand,” Fares take the proofs, “I process asap.”
“Thank you.”
“The trial can be done about a week. I also asked for help from the witnesses. Standby continue until I call again.”
“Daffa will help you will witness,” Adira extends her hand to the man, “Get as many as you need. However I hope you do not use violence.”
“I understand⏤”
BRACKET!
The door opened in a hurry. There is no manners to go through in panic. Women with this knee-length span look tangled and unsettled.
“Bu, sorry, sorry ma'am, but bu...”.
Adira captures the look on her face, “What's up?”
“Sorry mom, That's sorry. I have to see this,” this woman walks and stops on the sofa behind Adira. Stretching out the board with the report paper to the front of Adira's face.
The supreme woman looked carefully at what was written there.
It was a project report run by every employee. And the sheet reports clearly on what Danwar did during this one month.
“We have no accept these projects,” confused attack Adira, “What happened? Why did Danwar accept this many projects?”
“Sorry. Sorry sorry ma'am. The problem is not that, ma'am.”
Dira drowned in the slow brain. It does not catch at all, “Say, now!”
“Allaya, project. Everything was. Fail.”
“What?”
“Many mistakes have occurred. Eventually the clients were angry. They all... ask for damages.”
Daffa approached angrily, “That's all Danwar set up?!”
“Sorry sir. But he also did not report. Excuse me. Sorry, sorry⏤Aaa!” the woman's phone reporting this reads, “Halo. Yes, ma'am sorry.”
So did the phone on Adira's desk. Make Daffa approach the origin of the sound and press the speaker.
“Who?”
[“Pak Daffa, this is security! In front were many guests! They're all ma⏤”]
[“Where is your boss?! Out now!”]
[“Repair! We have invested a lot in the design! This is what we got?!!”]
[“Quiet first! We'll take care of it one by one but don't make a fuss!”]
What...happened? Adira's mind is not clear.
“Sorry, yes, sir. Please hold on a second. Hello, yes ma'am!” This woman is busy with endless calls on her phone.
[“Pak Daffa! We have to how?”]
“Sorry mom. We will set.”
[“Call your boss!”]
Adira standing from her seat, “WHERE IS DANWAR?!”