8 To 4: The Mayor's Contract Wife

Old Friend

Since the cruise line out and into the island of Nusa Beringin is added, the small port near Ajeng house is getting crowded. Residents are so much more traveling to sell their wares to the city. The tourists also began many who are interested in coming to the island that has experienced a very rapid development.

Seeing the interest of tourists, Ajeng suddenly got a brilliant idea.

“Think what else anyway?” whispered Wira who suddenly hugged him from behind while observing the residents' traffic in the harbor of the island not far from where they stood and looked.

“Mas, what if we give our small port a name so that it is easy to remember. In addition, we build such docks at the city dock so that more ships are interested in stopping here.”

“Good idea. I'll talk to the guard postmaster and community leaders about it.”

Ajeng nodded enthusiastically. “I will also open a food stand there with mothers here. We will sell a variety of food and souvenirs typical of Nusa Beringin. This will be a very profitable business opportunity. I will also make trails and tour packages ranging from school visits, coconut groves, coconut processing, fishing villages and field trips as well.”

“Jeng, can't what, just a moment your brain think about me? And don't think about other people.”

“Emang Mas Wira can?”

The hero shook his head quickly and they laughed together. Maybe they are a good fit and can last a long time with their relationship for that reason. A great sense of care and devotion towards others.

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In just a few months, accompanied by a very hard and unyielding cooperation, Nusa Beringin Village finally stood and had a port called Nusa Beringin Port that has been built, which has been built, the tourist market is getting crowded by the typical food and craft traders they produce themselves under the auspices of Ajeng and Wira.

Not only that, they also build in simple places that can be used as tourist destinations such as the nature school owned by Ajeng which has been fenced using wood, coconut plantations are never deserted and coconut processing places up to the toilet which is transformed into educational tourism.

The once-burning container was renovated without leaving the hallmark of the mysterious Nusa Beringin. The scene of the fire accident that eventually killed the man who tried to save Ajeng, used as a small museum to commemorate the fateful event. The fertile land around the square is transformed into a very beautiful flower garden that forms the writing of Nusa Beringin. The place then developed into a photo spot that is most hunted by tourists.

Thanks to the breakthrough, the economic level of the residents of Nusa Beringin Village is increasing. Job fields are increasingly open, ranging from tour guides, food and souvenir traders, photo makers traveling, boat rentals for fishing village tours and so on.

Ajeng also no longer only teaches reading and writing in school, but also how to communicate and welcome guests with good ethics and all soft skills learned during school abroad first. He even opened foreign language classes that can be freely chosen by residents, ranging from English, Japanese and mandarin. No wonder if foreigners feel comfortable and at home living in the tourist village. Especially, in the inn that Ajeng and Wira wake up and manage.

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The small wooden inn on the beach that Ajeng and Wira manage is growing very rapidly. From which they had originally rented out their only room, which they had, finally it developed into five cabin cottages that are comfortable and beautiful because it is surrounded by thematic gardens that Wira deliberately made by utilizing the flowers that are able to live in a coastal climate and sandy soil.

That day they had a guest they had never expected. A man came in wearing a jacket, sunglasses and a hat. He also had a backpack and a camera hanging from his neck.

“Welcome to stay 824!” greet Ajeng when a man enters the door of his lobby.

The man took off his hat and glasses and smiled.

“Dito?!!!” He immediately hugged his old friend.

“How are you doing, Jeng?”

“This island is more talked about people out there. So I came to cover. But who would have thought if I could meet you here.” Obviously Dito is long. “Ngga wonder this remote island known as mysterious and creepy turned this good. You guys must never sleep so busy juggling this island.”

Ajeng chuckles. “Can be you.”

“Mana Mas Wira?”

“Mas?” repeat Ajeng.

“Now he's not my boss anymore. So I'm free to call him anything.”

“OK, okay. What ever! Be seated! I made you a welcome drink.” Ajeng said as he went into the kitchen to make a drink.

Then the new hero returned from the construction site of the seawater filtration installation, into the lobby which is also the living room of his house.

“Mas Wira?” greet Dito.

“Dito?!” just like Ajeng, Wira also directly hugged the man who had been his men tightly. “How are you? Why suddenly disappear?”

“Length the story.”

Ajeng then arrives with a tray filled with cold drinks for Dito. “Ngga yes, Mas? We can meet him here.”

Hero nodded. “What happened? Why did you resign?”

Dito put the finished drink on the table. “After I refused to expose Bu Ajeng's identity, Mr. Rega proposed my transfer to a small town outside the island. I refused and chose to resign. But they suddenly spread rumors that I released a fake news that defiled the name of Mas Wira who was still mayor after the tragedy with Tegar. I was dishonorably fired and blacklisted by all the broadcasters I wanted to go to. Not only that, they also closed tourist access to Karangan Beach so that the inn became quiet and forced to close. Grandma was sick and eventually died. After that, I left grandfather to make my own coverage like this. And grateful because now I have started to be able to build my own publisher office.”

“What's grandpa doing?” tanya Ajeng was worried.

“Grandfather has often experienced injustice like this. So he's much tougher than anyone. Although it began to be sickly as well, but grandfather still still kekeh take care of lodging and gardening.”

“Where is your office now?” ask Wira no less enthusiastic.

“Near inn.”

“Hah?! Is the location blocked? How do you even build an office there?” tanya Ajeng.

“Because there are too many irregularities there that the world should know.”

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