Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
4. New Day, New Life
A man was staring out the window of the building that read AERANTARA CORP. Repeatedly he sighed heavily at war with his mind that never found the red thread.
What do you really want? even your 100 million check is ripped. the bathin's pissed.
tock,..took,.tok, to,...
Cheekkol,...
"good afternoon sir, I just remind you that the meeting with the shareholders will start in 10 minutes" said Fitri Secretary Irfan.
"hm."
The man walked out of the room and was followed by Fitri. While Ray gets the task to evaluate the performance of branch offices that are outside the city.
"clear my schedule after this. I want a break!" irfan broke the silence.
"good sir. Is there any more?" said Fitri with a centile but not in response at all by Irfan who stood firmly beside him.
Where is he now? taste it! the warmth made me want to feel it again. But I did not find it in the women I had hired just to satisfy my lust.
It has been three years, how is he currently doing?, Is he living life well or the same as me being a babing*n who has a hobby of playing with women?.
His days were filled with the face of the girl who took away the virginity he kept for 23 years. Even for a solo career he never tried what it was like. How not, let alone for that, his sleep time is only 2-3 hours a day and the rest he uses to think how the company can progress and grow rapidly.
The foot step into the meeting room that already contains shareholders, because soon they will evaluate performance and income within the last 6 months.
But Irfan was not focused again this afternoon, because his mind was only fulfilled by Fajira, a woman who slowly began to penetrate the wall of the heart that had been locked with the name Vina.
After the meeting with the shareholders, he immediately chose to go home and rest his tired body. Really his mind is very chaotic lately only because of a woman, even when Vina act he is not too dizzy like this.
huf....
Repeatedly he sighed heavily, but his mind could not be separated from the shadow of Fajira's beautiful and sweet face that was so attached to his memory.
Especially when he remembered the morning after the incident, Fajira who was wrapped in pretty good clothes made her look beautiful in Irfan's eyes, unintentionally the man looked at the physical long time he had hurt, and mentally it.
I could have been fascinated by seeing her dressed like that.
Because his mind is only focused on Fajira, so he no longer cares about his girlfriend Vina who has run away with other men.
He fell asleep unconsciously because of the weight of the burden of thinking about one woman only. Even at this time the company is not too he takes care of, lucky company officials can be trusted so that Irfan is not too worried if something happens to his company.
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This morning is the day that Fajira and Fajri will move to a scholarship recipient's dormitory not far from their old residence. By renting a motorcycle rickshaw, Fajira transports a lot of goods, more precisely recycled goods owned by Fajri.
"honey, we have a lot of stuff too, son! hehe," Fajira said to his son when he saw the rickshaw was full of their goods.
"hehe yes, Mother, not to mention Aji's belongings in the workshop," said Aji smilingly displaying a row of neat milk teeth.
"is not in the same place dear, nitip Uwak aja there?"
"that's a lot that Aji has left behind, Mother. Yang Aji brought only some equipment that can be used later and there is one project that Aji is working on, Mother!"
"what project, dear?" ask Fajira frowning.
"Aji wants to make it a clothes washing machine from a water machine that is loved by Mr. Anto,"
"eh Aji seriously, honey?"
"yes Mother, so can you take it?"
"let's take it, baby!"
Jeez Fajri wants to be do you grow up, son?.
"thank you, my bidadar" said Fajri sweetly in Fajira's arms.
"sama-sama little prince, Mother! mocha,..."
"it's ready, neng. Leaving now?" ask the pedicab.
"yes, sir! yuk, I'm leaving!" Fajia raises Fajri up on the rickshaw, then he gazes at the reot house he has lived in for three years with warmth and happiness, even though suffering has offset their steps.
Thank you, Nek, for being a hero to my life and Fajri. With you I feel the warmth of a family. May grandmother be calm in nature there, we always pray that grandmother placed on the best side of God.
"eh, Jira's moving anyway?" said one of the residents who was quite close to Fajira.
"yes, next week we're starting college"
"this is a little for you and Fajri, please accept yes!" said the mother gave a dus tied with a rope, I don't know what it contained.
"uh mother, why bother?" subtly reject Fajira.
"no bother Ji, you also often help your children learn. Let's just say thank you from us,"
"oh my mother is so disinclined. Thank you very much, buk. May the goodness of mother be repaid multiplied by the god Aamiin,"
"yes, buk. Later if we are free we will play here again. Once again thank you" the feeling of haru enveloped himself slowly the tears began to brood.
"sama, Ji. be careful, son" said the mother also joined in tears.
"yes, buk. We'll excuse you!"
"yes son"
Fajira boarded the rickshaw and immediately left the village that had received him and Fajri very well. Occasionally his hands waved at the citizens he knew.
Slowly a motorcycle rickshaw took the mother and child to their new residence, the state-owned Bank Dormitory.
When he reached the main gate of the dormitory, Fajira first handed over some additional files to complete his data as a resident of one of the rooms there.
"good day, mom. I'm Fajira. It's about to hand over additional files, "he said
"ah yes, Fajira yes. New student of medical school?"
"yes, buk,"
"please, this is room number 21 on the 1st floor, son"
"yes ma'am thank you. Hmm I brought a buk, can you all stay here?"
"uh, is this a real child?" Ask the hostel mother in surprise.
"yes buk"
"maybe, but the father can't yes, it's a girls' hostel"
"yes buk. thank you very much, then I go in first, ma'am!"
"iya-iya please!"
The rickshaw slowly entered and immediately lifted the items on it towards the new room that Fajira and Fajri would occupy.
"this is our new home, Mother?" said Fajri with sparkling eyes.
He saw his new room that was available with a cot and mattress there and also a new closet with a bathroom in it.
"yes baby, Aji likes it, son?"
"like, Mother. If grandma still exists, she'll be happy too!" fajri sendu.
"yes baby, now grandma is calm up there. We just need to pray for Grandma from here,"
"yes Mother. A hug!" Fajira immediately held Fajri who was laughing in his arms.
"we eat again yuk, tomorrow we have to make a better life plan program again dear. Wanna?"
"want, Mother. let's goo!"
Fajira had bought two packs of rice on the road earlier, one he gave to the rickshawman and one he would eat with Fajri.
"we took a shower, son. Later in the night we walk out, Mother there is a little more money"
"right Mother? buy a book?" asked Fajri with sparkling eyes.
"dear, why not just buy a toy?" ask Ivanna cengo.
"don't want Mommy, or we go to the electronic flea, where do you know.hmmm..." Fajira smothers the mouth of her son who has been babbling everywhere.
"buy a cake, for our supplies here. Wanna?" said Fajira persuaded Fajri who was sulking.
"no, Aji wants to buy Mother's book. Aji hasn't learned anything new yet" he said scowling.
"huft, yes we will buy a book, son" he said.
"Yeeey, thank you Mother. Sayang Bunda. muach muach muach. hahaha,..." The little man shouted happily when his wishes were fulfilled by the Mother.
"Mother, tomorrow if Mommy goes to college, who is Aji?" said Fajri pouting with anxiety.
"later Aji joined Mommy yes, but not to be naughty. later Mommy permits the same lecturer so that Aji is allowed to enter the class,"
"if not what, Mother?"
"hmm? how ya? mama will find a way first. Tomorrow we all look at the state of the campus yes, son. later if the money is still excessive we buy some clothes. fortunately our savings are still there and Mother's scholarship has entered also son"
"yes, Mother. Tomorrow we go for a walk Yeeii Yeeiii" Fajri cheered calmly.
They spend the day arranging rooms and making them look neat and comfortable. So they can feel right there.
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TO BE CONTINUE