What a Beautiful Divorce
19. I Missed you, Prapto

Tristan, the CEO of Cuek, Silvi's husband, is scrambling his hair with both hands. He had just come out of the meeting, which discussed the report from the Kejora village harvest store in the city of Keladi.

The report came because today the villagers of Kejora kept their agreement. None of the Kejora villagers set foot in the store.

Trustees of the Flying Horse Corporation who runs the store said that the Kejora village community did not sell their crops to the store on the wave of the harvest this time. All Kejora villagers sell their crops to market traders located not far from the store.

Tristan immediately called Pinaka and asked him to find out. Tristan also instructed Pinaka to raise the purchase price slightly if the reason Kejora villagers turned out to be about the price.

Pinaka himself was also confused to see no one selling crops to the store where he became a food researcher. He was confused by Tristan's instructions that only wanted the store to reject the harvest from Prapto. And what makes him even more confused is the purpose of Tristan with his instructions.

"Look at yourself, right? It's even so chaotic," Pinaka said to himself, "let's go, the important thing is that I've got the money."

***

It has been a week since the entire Kejora village agreed with Prapto's idea. There were no Kejora villagers who were not angry at the Flying Horse Corporation. They have absolutely no objection to selling the crops to market traders even though they are cheaper.

Besides because they believe in Mr. Oscar and Prapto, Kejora villagers are not crazy about money. Quite surprisingly, because all its citizens have a great way of looking without exception. Somehow the village was formed and what kind of sage had taught them about the true meaning of life..

Early in the morning, after Prapto and Nimo fed the cattle, they went to Mr. Rodi's house. Prapto and Nimo then asked the parents to feed their livestock later in the afternoon, because they were going to Jakarta with Mr. Oscar to offer business cooperation to several companies.

***

"You're sure, Nak Prapto we didn't call the company first to schedule a meeting?" ask Mr. Oscar when they are almost in the city area.

Prapto. "Yes, Sir. They're businessmen, Mr. Oscar. The schedule of the meeting could have been delayed or they canceled. But, an attractive and convincing offer will not want them to miss," replied Prapto smiling.

"How to convince him, boss?" ask Nimo while driving.

"We ask one of his employees later to convey that we have a very interesting offer and will not want them to miss."

"Are they just going to believe it, Boss?' ask Nimo again.

"Depends, Nimo. It depends on how we say it. Does it seem less convincing, convincing, or very convincing? You'll see later!" prapto said confidently, "and there is one person who will definitely not reject our arrival."

***

For a man standing by the window, the early morning rain felt much more muted than usual. The bustling and often jammed city of Jakarta also looks so blurry and moody in his eyes, because rainwater continues to flow through the window glass outside.

The man lit a cigarette and sucked it deep. "Did the rain this morning be deliberately lowered so that I would feel more sad?" he said to himself, because there was no one else in the workroom on the third floor.

The man turned his head when he heard the sound of the door of his room being knocked. "Come in!" said.

A woman carrying a ledger, which may be a meeting agenda book, walked into the room and said, "Good morning, Mr. Timo. There are three people who want to see you at once, sir."

"They haven't made an appointment with you, sir, but one of them asked me to tell you that Mr. Timo will definitely not refuse to meet him. He looked very sure, Mr. Timo," replied Maudy, whose hair was carried.

"Who's their name, Maudy?" ask Timo astonished.

"Oscar, Nimo, and Parto, sir," Maudy replied.

Timo frowned. He did not know the three names Maudy had mentioned just now. But after he thought about it, Timo knew the name 'Nimo'. Nimo is a friend of Prapto, who was introduced by Prapto to her when they met at Prapto's wedding.

"Parto or Prapto, Maudy?"

"Prapto, Sir. Sorry, sir, I forgot."

Timo's face immediately shone, making Maudy surprised to see Timo's sudden mood change. "Seek them straight into my chamber, Maudy! Also, please have the office boy order four servings of fried rice and four cups of hot coffee! Oh, yes, one of the fried rice omelette, yes, because Prapto doesn't like cow's eyes."

Now it was Maudy who frowned, but she simply replied, "Well, Mr. Timo."

After Maudy came out of Timo's room, she shook her head as she walked. "I was surprised, being moody even suddenly became very cheerful. Is Mr Timo mentally disturbed because he just got divorced?"

A mother-in-law who was an employee at the company stopped her steps when she heard what Maudy said. "What did you say, Maudy? Mr Timo is mentally ill?"

"Ti .. no, ma'am, not this Mr. Timo, but Mr. Timo my papa's sister," Maudy replied quickly after stopping for hearing the mothers' questions.

"Ooh. Mr. Timo's name is indeed a market," he said. The mothers then continued in their steps.

Not long after, the door of Timo's room was pushed back. Nimo quickly approached the door and opened it. He hugged Prapto. "I miss you, Prapto. Your number is inactive. I've come home, but ..."

Timo's words stopped because he did not want what he would say to be heard by Nimo and the fathers he did not know his name, which might make Prapto angry.

Prapto patted Timo on the shoulder after they embraced. "I knew. You must have been reluctant to ask my parents for numbers because they were angry when talking about me, right?" ask Prapto to smile.

Timo nodded. After he shook hands with Nimo, Timo then introduced Prapto to Mr. Oscar.

"I changed the number, Timo, so my parents and Silvi couldn't find me until I became a Kejora villager. Yesterday I called you, but your number is off too. Did you also change the number because you got divorced from throwing flowers on my wedding day?" ask Prapto to laugh.

Timo's face suddenly turned gloomy, making Prapto, Nimo, and Mr. Oscar astonished. Along with that, the office boy came ushering in three cups of hot coffee and three servings of fried rice.

Timo smiled gloomily. "Please, Mr. Oscar, Nimo, don't hesitate!"

Timo then looked at Prapto whose face was still wondering. "Let's eat the dish first! I'll tell you everything later" Timo said.

Prapto. He smiled after taking the plate. "Thank you for the omelet, Timo," he said.