A Friend from Malaysia

Ammar

Ilham had just returned home at almost 10 p.m., as he was busy following Hafiz and Yola. She could not help but feel jealousy in her heart seeing that woman looked so close to her sister. Although not a younger brother, but in the heart of Insham he loved Hafiz very much. But in terms of women he can not compromise even though it was his own sister especially Yola is his wife. He never dropped a talaq on Yola. Everything that happened in the past was indeed very much at the expense of Yola. But it's out of his control. He was helpless at that time because Sonia held the key to the Nirwan family's weakness.

"Hi, Dad!" greet Ammar when he sees Ilham entering the family room.

Ilham sat in ambal, next to Ammar who was busy playing motocross station play. He was accompanied by his nanny. Ilham sighed to see his son had not yet slept at this late hour. Inspiration gave the nanny a code to leave them alone there.

"Hey, can Daddy come play?" ask Ilham while randomizing his son's hair.

"That's all Daddy can do .." replied Ammar casually.

"Of course Daddy can. But, I think it's a hundred times more funny if we bet," Ilham fishing rod.

He's taking Ammar to a bet.

"What should we bet?" ammar was getting interested. He asked what would be their bet.

Inspiration clucked before answering,

"If I win, you must sleep, mase ni also. It's so simple right?"

"OKAY. Then if you lose?" challenge Ammar again.

"You too must sleep" replied Ilham, laughing.

"Daddy that's not fair!" ammar protest.

"Ammar listen to Daddy first. If daddy loses, you have to sleep right now but .... Daddy will take you to meet your Mommy, tomorrow! How's it?" ask Ilham.

"No. I don't want to meet Mommy Medusa." declined Ammar

"Medusa?" ask Ilham wonder.

"Mommy's mate is a snake-hearted woman. And the medusa was the serpent goddess, Dad."

"Snake-haired Medusa, Kid. The not snakes heart. By the way Daddy doesn't mean Mommy Sonia, you know what I mean ..."

Inspiration watched closely the change in the face of his unbelieving son. But then the boy jumped on her.

"Mommy Yola? Really?!!!"

Ilham nodded in satisfaction with Ammar's reaction. The child, though, has not seen Yola since infancy, but she always misses and wants her biological mother. And the Nirwan family also always kept the good image of Yola in front of her son. They never told Ammar that Yola had not wanted her son.

"Really, but you have to help Daddy to make Mommy Yola back pade kite." Refer Ilham.

"Why? Kenape Mommy Yola doesn't want to come back with a kite? Mommy doesn't miss Ammar? Daddy and grandma kate Mommy Yola go school abroad supaye can help Daddy take care of N-one. Macem where won't Mommy come back with the kite?" ask Ammar seriously. He looks sad now.

"Ammar, listen to Daddy. Daddy made Mommy you're mad at Daddy. Mommy's mad with Daddy not pade Ammar. But, if Ammar doesn't help Daddy. Kite probably won't be together. Mommy wants to get Ammar out of here. But Daddy was left here alone. You don't love Daddy? You want to be with Mommy only you?" ask Ilham with a sad face. "How am I if my favorite child is left behind? Who else loves me?"

Ilham pura wailed and glanced at Ammar. He's not completely pretending. He might not be able to live again if he loses Ammar as well.

"Dad, don't be sad. Ammar Promise wants to help Daddy with Mommy Yola's turning pade kite. But now I'm going to play once, Dad. Ammar must win. After that Ammar went to sleep, okay! Are you ready, Dad?!!!" challenge Ammar and hand over another play station to Ammar.

"Ready!!!!"

Then be a pair of fathers and children playing the play station with the thrill. And of course in this case Ilham will pretend to lose.

"Yippiiii, yes! Yup! Yup! I win's. Ammar wins! Dad, don't break the promise! Tomorrow, bring me to Mommy Yola!!!"

"Huhuu .... I'm lost! You're amazing, Boy! Now go to sleep there! Tomorrow Daddy take you to meet your Mommy!"

"Thank you, Dad!" ammar said, kissing Ilham's cheek and immediately running to his room.

"Don't forget to brush your teeth and read your do'a first before going to bed!" exclaim Ammar.

"Yaaa ..." said the boy.

******

"Where is your new director?" ask Inspiration when visiting the marketing department.

"Oh, the Director and deputy director are visiting the supermarket on the northern edge of the city" said Juli.

"Wasn't katanye last night at the meeting, going to the afternoon?" ask Ilham.

Ilham had indeed asked the results of the meeting to one of the staff last night.

"Yes. But the director decided to leave this morning, "the secretary replied.

Ilham nodded. In his little heart he admired the woman he had married more than 10 years ago. Yola must have deliberately changed the time of his visit to the supermarket so that the staff and employees there were no preparations for his arrival to cover the blemishes of their performance. Really interesting woman! Yola even showed her business talent here.

"alright. Don't say padanye if I come looking for him" said Ilham.

Inspiration soon leaves a bewildered July. Just this time the chief director came to want to see someone but didn't want that person to know he was looking for him. In Juli's innocent mind, she thought Ilham might be investigating something about the new director.

Shortly Ilham returned to his office, Leon immediately came and gave the handover letter of the gold century apartment unit and access card to Ilham.

"You satisfied?! I negotiated all night with the landlord next to Yolanda's apartment. He agreed to sell his apartment for RM 3.5 million" Leon said.

"OKAY. No problem with that. You can also get an additional 50% bonus from your salary this month," replied Ilham.

"But according to my thinking, you're not going to overdo it to buy a hanye apartment to get your wife's heart back? You're home with him, right?" ask Leon.

"Design. But to get him back is not excessive kate. I'm taking him and Ammar back to the green house, when he gets me back" Ilham said.

"Then quickly move in today before she gets back to the apartment" Leon suggested. "You bring the necessary. No need to bring a lot of things because the purchase of the apartment is one unit with its contents."

Ilham nodded.

"okay."

Meanwhile, at the N-one supermarket in the northern suburbs of the city, Yola was making an impromptu visit. All employees and staff were panicking there. Yola checked the entire supermarket thoroughly from the products on display all the way to the warehouse.

"After going around what direction was there from director Yola?" ask the manager.

He was sweating from nervousness about the seriousness of Yola checking things out.

"I will not give orders. But what I know here is that there are some problems" Yola said, looking at the notes she made earlier.

"When explained! What's the problem that the director's mother meant?" ask the manager.

"First of all, what kind of thing is the price in this supermarket, more expensive than in a small store? Even the price is not the same as other N-one branches?" ask Yola.

"Oh .... That ... That's ..." the manager looked nervous and panicked.

"Secondly, why is the stock of goods not only not cleaned but also left to pile with new products?" ask Yola.

"Oh, that's .... It's all for profit. Kite goods are goods with good quality. Of course, the price is a little more expensive. About stacked goods, Kite lack employees so often the goods are ignored," said the manager gave reasons.

"OKAY. I understand," Yola said as she scribbled a cross on the staff assessment table she was carrying. The manager did not realize that Yola was judging one of them. Yola interviewed one-on-one employees at the supermarket at random to assess their performance.

Until the time the information is enough. Yola told her representative to have everyone gather in the meeting room.

Then when all gathered in the meeting room, Yola had prepared the assessment table with the help of infocus so that the table was clearly listed on the meeting room wall.

"Names with crosses listed on the table I created, you guys get fired. And now please pack your things and go!" yola said firmly.

The manager's name was also cross-marked there.

"Director Yola, even though we made a mistake. But you also can't directly ...."

"Who said I can't? Of course I can! Companies do not need employees who are undisciplined and cannot work. Companies need employees who always want to get ahead and get ahead again.this is the place to work. Not a social service or a nursing home! If there are questions or dissatisfaction from you, please appeal to the company. But now please leave! Including you, manager!" yola's orders were firm.

More than 10 of the staff that Yola rated as incompetent left the meeting room after being expelled by Yola. They left N-one with an unacceptable heart.

After they left, Yola resumed the meeting.

"My introduction is Yolanda Gunawan, the new Marketing Director from all branches of N-one Kuala Lumpur. This month we from the marketing department will make some changes to this supermarket with you. And turn this supermarket's profits into surplusses" Yola said.

All was silent hearing Yola leading the meeting. They didn't think that this new marketing director was a very sadistic person.

"From the results of our visit this time, I can conclude some problems that some systems here SOP is not standardized and normalized. And also the sense of humanity that is too excessive, so that makes the staff do not know their true responsibilities and duties. Not to mention messy supermarket management, loose employee discipline and unclear job responsibilities to each other" Yola said. "For those of you who are still sitting here on the matter, are there any questions and suggestions?" tanyakanya.

A young male staff member raised his hand and Yola invited him to speak.

"Saye rate if you want to change the current habit is 3 points that you should pay attention to. First, the price should be lower than the shops here. Kite must sell a lot of quantity with maximum profit" said the man.

Yola nodded.

"OKAY. Continue on!"

"Secondly, stock items that accumulate, maybe kite can be sorted through discoun" he continued.

"Yes, that's a good idea" Yola praised.

"And the last one, sorry, director! Maybe we can submit a request for bonus employees who excel with their work. That way, employees will become enthusiastic" he said, greeted with a nod to agree with other meeting participants.

Yola nodded.

"That's a very good idea and thought. About the bonus I will fight for it for you, as long as you do not disappoint me. And because you are the originator of the idea of this reshuffle, then from now on I appoint you as the main responsible manager who will take care of all things managing this supermarket for the future. Don't disappoint me!"

"Thank you, Mrs Director! Saye will try as hard as saye's tenage!"

*****

When Yola returned to the apartment after working in front of the apartment she saw a 6-year-old boy crying not far from the security guard post. The boy wears a light green school uniform of the cities with a combination of white.

Yola's maternal instincts were moved again. Who is this kid? Why does it feel like he's so familiar?

"Hey baby, why are you crying? Where are your parents?" ask Yola.

"Hiks .... Aunty's. I'm gonna go see Daddy. Daddy lives in this apartment. But I don't know what apartment Daddy lives in" she said, hugging Yola.

Yola gasped for an unexpected hug from the boy. Something warm in his heart seemed to melt.

Yola looked at the bead in the plain boy's eyes. Funny and handsome this kid. She has long, pliable eyelashes like Yola's.

"Who are you here to?" ask Yola. "Kok you can't know your daddy's apartment?" ask Yola seriously.

"I live with Atok. Daddy lives alone in the apartment." replied the boy again.

"Keep your Mama?"

"Mommy left and set me free. He doesn't love me, aunty. Only Daddy loves me" he said sadly.

Oh, pity, thought Yola. And now his mind was reminded of his son Ammar.

"What's your name? You know your Daddy's phone number?"

The boy shook his head.

"My name is Ammar, aunty. I didn't even memorize Daddy's phone number."

The name the child mentioned made Yola gasp even more. There's no way this is Ammar's son. This must be just a coincidence and anyway this boy told me that no one cares about him but his father. That can't be the Ammar. Ammar must be loved in the Nirwan family. Ammar is the only grandchild of Mama Zubaidah. There's no way they're wasting it. And Ilham couldn't live in this apartment anyway, right?

"OKAY. If it's Atok's phone number, do you have one?"

Again the boy just shook his head.

Yola sighed, "Yes already, you're coming with aunty," he asked the boy.

Doing the same to the child he found a few days ago in N-one, this time Yola took the child to the announcement. But this time no one picked up the boy. Yola relented and brought her into her unit after first sending a message to the staff if anyone was looking for the child, immediately contacting her in her unit.

Arriving inside her apartment, Yola took off her shoes and helped Ammar take off her shoes. It made Ammar unstoppably look at him.

Oh, so this is Mommy Yola? thought. He is very gentle and considerate.

"Are you hungry? Are you hungry, Boy?" yola asked as she grabbed the apron and put it on her body without changing her office clothes first.

Last night it was fortunate that Hafiz reminded him to shop for kitchen necessities after they had finished delivering Yola's things to the apartment.

"Hmmm ... I think, yeah!"

"You seem to be fluent in English. You're a crossbreed?" Ask Yola prank.

"Yes. Mommy Indonesian, Daddy Malaysian."

"Oh yeah???" Yola. In his heart he wondered why it happened that this child had the same name as his son and with the same background. But he immediately dismissed the possibility.

"Yes." replied Ammar briefly.

Yola did not want to discuss the child's mother for fear of offending her.

"Btw, baby. Between Malaysia and Indonesia, there is still a group. It doesn't seem to be called a blaster, you know .... Aunty is also Indonesian," said Yola proudly.

"But it remains a different country."

"OKAY. You right, dear! But, we are brothers. Brother means family" Yola said.

Ammar nodded happily.

"Then aunty will cook first. But there are only eggs. You like omelets?" ask Yola.

"Yes, I love it."

"Then wait a second, aunty masakin first," said Yola. "You can watch television first throughout the aunty cooking, okay?"

Yola immediately walked into the kitchen as soon as Ammar nodded. And when Yola was convinced he would no longer hear it because he was busy preparing food, Ammar immediately contacted Ilham through his multifunctional watch.

"Hallo, Dad! First mission! Success!!"