The Crack of a Heart
Hope the Rainbow Comes

"Sir Danish, so here's .. I'm sure you must have known about our papah's death. For that regarding the letter that the other day you gave, we have given the decision to give Papah owned company to you. That way ... " It wasn't over Farhan spoke, Danish had already cut him off first.

"That's why your sister doesn't work for Mr. Brama, does she?" Danish is easy to guess.

"Yes, right," Farhan answered confidently.

"All right, then. Let my secretary tomorrow move the ownership of your parents' company. And it's your job to prepare all the files. Understood?" it was clearly Danish who then asked Farhan and Arifa.

"Are there no debts left, sir?" ask Arifa to make sure she gets back.

"We will see later, considering that the Zakaria company has fallen. I can't be sure the debt he has will be fully repaid." Danish moved from her seat.

Arifa and Farhan raised their heads to look at the man who was starting to act haughty before them.

"You can go home, see you tomorrow at Zakaria's office" said Danish then stepped away from his two guests.

Farhan immediately stood up, "Is it true that Mr. Brama has died?" ask her with a loud voice. Farhan only made sure that what the security guard said in front was true.

Danish hissed while grinning. "If you already know, why ask again. Already, you better go home," he said then left the living room.

"Why is he so arrogant, brother!" chirps Arifa who feels dislike with Danish attitude.

"Anyways, let's go home." Farhan drew Arifa's hand to leave from there.

The two got into the car and left the residence of Mr. Brama.

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Next day.

Time seemed to roll so fast, as if there was no respite from the complexity of the world. Even to breathe alone is very tight, hoping for the presence of a rainbow to be happy.

Since childhood, the burden is not there. Crying if you only feel pain when you fall. Now, the burden is so heavy. Crying may be free and it is not time anymore. That's what Arifa felt.

Arifa is currently on a trip with Farhan to go to the company of the late Zakaria.

"Fa, why? how daydreaming?" farhan asked who broke the silence in the car. But Arifa was still silent with a straight forward look.

"Rifa only hoped that today would be the last time she met her son, Mr. Brama!" emphatically Arifa who now turned to her brother who was driving a car.

Farhan laughed at Arifa's words, "Don't hate it too much, it'll be a pussy!" ledek Farhan's. Instantly got a punch on his arm.

"What hell! oh, amit-amit!" Arifa was getting upset.

Before long, they arrived at the office. Arifa was shocked when she saw that her papa company was deserted as uninhabited. He turned to Farhan.

"Why is papah's office like there's no one, brother?" asked Arifa who felt disbelief.

"Actually the day before papah died, Brother got a report from his secretary. If all papah employees are in PHK all. Because, the budget of funds owned by the company to pay employees has been thinned. The secretary of papah resigned at that time. That's why papah can go home late at night and keep fainting from exhaustion."

Arifa now understood, but her heart was not satisfied after listening to Farhan's explanation just now.

"Keep why you haven't helped papah in the company?" ask Arifa back.

"Not not want, papah himself who can not join his brother in his company. Even the brother was told not to work continuously asked to continue college S two."

"Oh that, brother."

"Who's that brother?" arifa asked while the two were still in the car. Farhan turned in the direction that Arifa was referring to.

Then came down a man wearing a sky blue suit with a white shirt without a tie, and black pantofel shoes.

Farhan recognized the person who had just gotten off the luxury car.

"That's Danish sir!" pekik Farhan then immediately prepared and then got out of the car. Don't forget the briefcase containing the file that Danish requested yesterday.

Meanwhile, Arifa went down with a rest when Farhan had approached the Danish.

"Rifa, come on!" call Farhan when he wants to catch up with Danish into the office. Arifa nodded slowly as she walked over to Farhan who was still waiting for her in the doorway.

However, because Arifa's path was too relaxed, Farhan finally pulled his hand.

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Arrived in a meeting room. There was Danish, his secretary, Arifa, and Farhan.

"All right, let's start calculating the amount of debt and the price of Zakaria's company" said the Danish secretary.

Arifa's heart rate was pounding waiting for the results of that calculation. Unwittingly, the nail on his thumb had been bitten by Arifa herself.

Danish who saw the behavior of Arifa, considered the girl in front of him was a child. The Danish gaze towards Arifa was caught off guard by Farhan.

"Rifa, don't bite your thumb nails. It's not good to see Mr. Danish" said Farhan who whispered to his sister.

Already warned by Farhan, but Arifa did not care.

"Okay, the calculation's over. According to the calculator I have, the result is still less than five percent of the debt of Mr. Zakaria itself," said the Danish secretary.

Arifa was surprised to hear that. "What a great time sir lack? wrong time it was the calculator. Try using the calculator on my phone!" he said and this time made everyone present in the room surprised instead of playing.

The unkind Farhan finally asked, "Sorry, sir .. Can I see the count?"

The Danish secretary gave it to Farhan. With great care and precision, Farhan tried to recalculate. But it turned out to be true, as calculated earlier.

"So how do you pay off that five percent shortage?" ask Danish.

"Let me pay it off. Just write your account number on that file. After signing the debt settlement agreement, the problem between us is resolved" Farhan replied firmly.

Danish tries to believe that. "OK, To tell him our company account number" he told Rinto, his secretary.

Farhan opened a mobile bank application on his phone and started sending money as stated in the file.

An hour later, the repayment process was over. They shake hands with each other. A breath of relief was issued by Farhan and Arifa.

The Danish left first, followed by Arifa and Farhan. His second car has now left the office.

"Sister, where did you get that much money? isn't Brother just two years of work?" ask Arifa who is now curious about the money that Farhan has.

"You know what?"

...Connect ......