The Promise of Love to My Cousin
Chapters 16.

Mutiara Bangsa High School, Jakarta.

Salsa shook Marco's right hand before he got out of the car and the girl walked through the school gate and her fiance's car left the school district in five minutes.

"Salsa" called her friend Ella who ran towards her in the schoolyard.

"Ella, tumben this hour you just got to school? "sapa Salsa slowed down the road leading to the school building so that the girl could keep up with her friend's steps.

" Ohya, Sa.I want to go homeyour brooch is left on my couch." said Ella took the brooch out of the pocket of her High School uniform and gave it to Salsa.

"Eh, yes, Ella" Salsa said kindly to Ella who embraced him to walk into the school building.

In class, they joined Ecca and Astrid who were discussing about their farewell tour to be held on the island of Bali after they finished the national exam and got the graduation letter of Mutiara Bangsa High School.

"Eh, there are still three weeks until the UN IPA is finished.So, we are calm with us can enjoy the last time we wear a white Grey uniform." salsa said he was always cheerful when he was with his peers at school.

"Yes, Salsa.I've been thinking for this afternoon we can go to the Mall to relieve stress for a moment from UN Mathematics."said Ecca, who now shows Salsa their walking schedule on the front bench of his desk.

" Well, today we're going to the Mall, tomorrow we're going to PIK, the day after we go to the Cinema, the next day we go to the pool and lastly we go to your house and Astrid's house."said Salsa read the schedule for their walks in her hands.

"Yes, and we can fill an empty schedule in your house, Sa." said Ecca with a bright smile to Salsa and her two friends around her.

"Yes, Sa.We want to know where your home is so that we can remember our good times as Mutiara Bangsa High School kids." astrid said to the right of Salsa while turning towards the blackboard because their teacher had already entered their classroom.

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PT.Salim Sejahtera, Jakarta Pusat.

Marco opened a file on his laptop to see his work prepared by the deputy secretary who was waiting for him to come to the office.

"Sir Marco, the first file is a report of the purchase of raw goods for the manufacture of furniture that is best for our production in the following years" said his deputy secretary beside him.

"The second file is anything? " ask Marco without turning his attention to his laptop at his desk.

"The development of internet network infrastructure on a small island in the Riau archipelago that will be built in the near future is in July" replied his deputy secretary pointed to his laptop screen in another column.

" Em, Opa once said that I as his grandson must learn anything related to his business in Jakarta and surrounding areas.Hmm, I will start from now here" Marco thought.

His office door was knocked by Dennis Rodman outside his office glass door so he asked the deputy secretary to come out of his office so that Dennis Rodman could talk to him.

"I want you to visit one of the factories in the Pamulang area with me right now" replied Dennis in a serious tone to Marco his best cousin and enemy of his love for Salsa.

"Eh, what's wrong with the factory in the area until you want me to visit the factory?" marco asked to close the file on his laptop to walk up to Dennis.

"You'll see it later once you can be there" Dennis replied in a more serious tone to Marco, nodding his head, then his cousin walked to the door of the office.He quickly followed his cousin left the office towards the elevator door.

Upon their arrival at the factory that wanted to be visited by Marco.Disana they found some irregularities in the manufacture of bookshelf production goods in accordance with orders from their consumers.Marco also called the head of the factory to give a report overall to him in the office space in the factory.

"How can a bookcase order not be the same as a book order?"marco asked a loud tone to the head of the factory who was trembling in asked by him.

"Because wood, plywood and glass are not in accordance with the demand of our consumers, Mr. Marco." replied the head of the factory providing data on the manufacture of bookshelf goods to Marco who immediately checked the whole data.

"What kind of truck did you order from the agent? What forest did you get for the making of the plywood?"marco asked in a serious tone to the head of the factory.

"PT Bumi Gunawan, Mr. Marco. The forest is from the North Bengkulu area." replied the head of the factory in front of Marco's desk with a pale face.

"Hmm, call the agents right now because I want to talk to them." Marco looked at Dennis Rodman standing behind a chair occupied by the head of the factory.

"Ready, Marco." said Dennis immediately reached into the HP of his work pants pocket and called the person who wanted to be contacted by Marco.

Marco waited impatiently to see HP Dennis not get a reply from the agent.Then he immediately pulled the hand of Dennis and the head of the factory to follow him to the field directly.

"Mention the best materials from the manufacture of bookshelves PT Salim Sejahtera to me for we can immediately produce bookshelves in accordance with the order data we have obtained from consumers." said Marco who met every worker in the factory directly.

Dennis watched his cousin's work carefully and smiled wryly because he would lose to Marco who turned out to be a hardworking young man and willing to learn to progress from his cousin.

"Emm, what was on his mind after he knew what he would get if he could save this factory?" inner Dennis.

Marco recorded everything he wanted to learn in his workbook while listening to every complaint issued by the workers in the factory carefully.

"Paint, lubricant, screen printing, then what else?" marco asked curiously while helping one of the factory workers paint the finished bookshelf and put it next to the worker's seat.

"The lid should have a knob or handle of a round or curved shape" replied the factory worker happily met with the grandson of the owner of the factory where he worked.

"Sir Marco, when do you come home from abroad to Indonesia?"asked one of the factory workers who was amazed by the good looks and performance of Marco.

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