TALAQ
Part 62 TALAQ
In Pak Cakra's room, Mr. Chess was talking with Mr. Cakra about the development of the existing factory in Madiun city and also about the development of the construction of a new factory in Madiun city as well.
Mr. Chess explained in detail without any cover-up, in the development of cigarette factory Pak Cakra relying on Mr. Irma and Mr. Chess, while Dwi and Tri struggled with their respective proposals, Dwi chose to be a doctor while Tri chose to be the architect of the ship. Mr. Cakra is not the type of parent who imposes will so his children are free to choose a profession in accordance with his heart that is important to be responsible with his own choices.
In the kitchen, the women were busy preparing the menu for dinner, especially Afifah who also dabbled in the kitchen to cook the Cakra order flower menu. Actually some of the menu has been pesen through the restaurant but every meal at home still there must be a home menu.
At seven more than thirty minutes all the inhabitants of the Cakra family were no exception already gathered at the enormous dining table, sixteen people gathered in a circle at the dining table, all who eat seem very happy to enjoy the dishes served by Bu Cakra.
"This time we have a special menu, oseng kembang kates, you have to try, definitely addictive." said bu Cakra while taking oseng kates for Pak Cakra and himself.
"Definitely, expensive to know." said Mr. Chess.
"Really, expensive, Ton?" ask Dwi.
"Yes obviously expensive, wong kembang katesnya just take the executive plane." timpal bu Irma.
"Expensive mas, and also rare" replied Mr. Chess.
"Well, it's really good." chirped Tri who had scooped up rice and cauliflower.
"Just right." said Mr. Cakra "I don't blame you for coming, our menu is different from usual, the chef just brought it directly from the city of Madiun." kelakar Pak Cakra.
"Sir, Fah, if I go to Madiun, you can stop by your house, um... All ask for the kates but not in the raw love that has been mateng rich gini" said Dwi who also enjoy the oseng kateks made by Afifah.
"Please, sir, if you want to stop by but my hut is ugly sir" I said politely.
"Don't be formal, just call Mas, let's be more familiar, anyways." said Tri hanged.
"What part is it?" ask the Chess.
"Partially, we are not very old, the time is called sir, it is suitable if called mas, wong distance we are not much different" said Tri for alibi because almost keceplosan.
In my little heart, I was envious to see their small harmonious family, sweet children, all the older brothers of Chess having more than one child. Bu Cakra and Pak Cakra tonight look very happy, seen from the radiance of his face he really enjoyed this togetherness. After dinner we all gathered in the family room there was no talk about work or business all just telling stories about their families. We all tell stories about children or the activities of wives who have to arrange between work and family.
"Alhamdulillah yes Pa, children can gather like this, it feels like it has not gathered as long as now" said Mrs Cakra.
"Yes, ma, there is one less complete, if Tono is married again must be more complete." replied Pak Cakra si iri happy laughter.
"Ton, with mom, papa." said Dwi.
"Yes, I hear you," replied Mr. Chess a little awkward" It looks like it's night, kids are sleeping, let's go to bed." Chess karean invited him to try to avoid.
"Sir, Fah, may you be comfortable here, if they gather again it is so, but it is rarely able to gather casually like this, usually Dwi same Tri will come only a certain time." said bu Cakra.
"Ton, if it's loose, take Fah, play to London, we can vacation together there" said Dwi, Dwi lives in London with his family.
"Inshaallah, if there is a loose time, after all we are now handling the construction of a new factory, and plans to build parks and villas, maybe it will be very busy" replied Mr. Chess.
"Sir, Fah, come to our place, we'll be happy" Dwi said.
"Don't forget also to Hong Kong ya mbak, Fah." said Tri.
"Mbak Fah, it seems that now the one who became his sister mas Tri and mas Dwi was not me." grumbled the Catur sir pretending to be jealous.
"Inshaallah, sir, it's too far for me" I answered kindly.
"Well, it's night, get some rest, tomorrow we'll have a meeting early in the morning." mr. Cakra and Mr. Cakra immediately stood up from his seat because the clock had shown nine o'clock more than thirty minutes.
All the residents of the house, Pak Cakra, entered their respective rooms as well as I, I occupy the guest room on the lower floor, and I, while all the children of Cakra sir occupy the rooms on the second floor all.
The room I was in was so luxurious, very different from the room in my house, but even so the uncomfortable feeling still reached my heart, and that comfort I got in my own room.