
Two years have passed since that incident. Mama advised Padli, that something
it is up to the will of the Almighty, we can only strive and
rely face it. Padli was not a whiny man, he was a whim
ber Faith. He is willing to face this reality. Two weeks after the accident, he was back to work as usual. Even my mom looks very
depressions. She spent months locked up in her room,
blaming himself, why not follow Inna chek up when the incident. Irvan canceled her education in America. He will return to college in Indonesia, while accompanying and caring for Padli, his dear brother.
Irvan judged that although Padli looked tough, but his mind was still unstable.
Irvan once saw Padli have breakfast with only white rice alone while daydreaming
and his eyes were blank forward. At the dinner table there are many dishes
provided by ART. Irvan felt it was time for her to be devoted to her brother who had loved her so much.
Mama is now healed, she can walk on her own without a cane. And Rina, Mama's nurse is no longer working in that house. Mom is a lot now
spend time by following the routine studies held by
his friends. So about the management of the house is fully handed over
to Irvan.
That night Padli came home feeling lazy. There is no more reason
strong for him to come home other than just to rest. That luxury house
it's getting dreary, although the flowers and other plants still look neat, but
it was all because of the work of his gardener.
Padli immediately entered his room, and lay down on the bed without any intention of changing clothes
or clean up first. His mind drifted far away, reminded of Inna,
the fishing village, Abah and Mak Lena, coffee shop.
fell asleep.
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That morning as usual Padli entered his study, Yitno came and said
that Padli's new secretary is in place, and is getting ready to work today. “I've been training it for 2 weeks you know Pad, so from now on you no longer need to rely too much on me,” said Yitno assured.
“He..eh, send him in” replied Padli briefly. The female secretary immediately entered Padli's room and introduced herself. “My name is Sarah Pak, next I will help Bapak” he said with a smile and
thrusting his hand.
Padli gasped to see the woman in front of him, the shape of his face,
his posture and smile reminded him of Inna. But coldly he also welcomed the helping hand and invited Sarah to sit in the chair in front of his desk.
Sarah is a sweet girl, looks like office girls in big cities. She did not wear a hijab, but her clothes were polite according to office standards. His hair was straight black and down to his shoulders. Wearing a white shirt covered by an office jass, the color of which is commensurate with her skirt
knee-length. Sarah immediately sat politely in front of Padli, temporarily
Yitno had already left the room.
Padli: So are you ready to start today?
Sarah: Yes sir, I have passed the training by HR.
Padli: How old are you? (Padli browse Sarah's file profile)
Sarah :25 years, sir
Padli : Mastery of English?
Sarah: Smooth Sir.
Padli : What have they taught you in these 2 weeks?
Sarah: I was taught to recognize every balance sheet of corporate finance, I
also taught to make draft agreements and negotiations, draft contracts of cooperation or MOU (Memorandum of Understanding) and others, of course after coordinating with the legal section. I can use a computer, I can also use a copy machine, I will arrange your work schedules, tidy up the work desk and make coffee for you.
can go back to your room.
Sarah: Well Sir.
The days continue, it turns out Sarah is deft, in just a few weeks she has mastered almost all her work as a secretary. Padli is very
feeling helped by his presence, and Yitno can also be free to work without having to be disturbed by Padli.
That afternoon, after Dzuhur prayer, Padli had lunch in his office alone, earlier he had ordered an OB (office boy) to buy his food in the office cafeteria.
Sarah: (Coming in with his own food) Sorry sir, can you eat with you?
Padli : Oh yes, here.
Sarah: (with a sweet smile) I also ordered the same OB, continue to squirm Father
eat alone so want nemanin.
Pad: Yeah, it's okay. Your job is there a constraint?
Sarah: No sir, I am happy to work here. Oh yes sir, I hear a lot
a story about Father.
Padli: (Stop for a moment) What's the story about?
Sarah: Another employee told me, that your wife died in an accident yes, well..
I'm just sorry.
Padli : Oh that, yes it is.
Sarah: Are there any plans to build a family relationship again sir? (Sobbed down shame)
Padli (while looking at Sarah sharply) Nothing yet.
Sarah: No one is suitable yet or indeed the Father who does not want to?
Padli : Both, I did not think about it.
Sarah: Try me, you open the heart of the Father, surely many women who want to be the same Father.
Padli : (Stand and walk to the door) Uh, you ntar please finish this food yes, I want to go out first.
Sarah (Huff Yes Sir.
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Padli called Yitno to discuss the ownership stake in a coal mine in South Sumetera. Their shareholding of the mine is only 26 percent, the rest is controlled by a consortium from Korea. And now they are offering a portion of their shares to the Padli company, so that the Padli company will dominate its shareholding.
Padli: I have to go there and see the spaciousness of Nok.
Yitno: Well, it seems like it should be. This is a big transaction value.
Padli: Can you accompany me? Or is there a assistant I can wear?
Yitno: I can't bro, my schedule is also tight. But I'll check who
who can accompany you.
Padli: Okay Nok, I wait as soon as possible, because I leave tomorrow afternoon.
Yitno: Beres Boss, how long was it?
Padli: Maybe about 3 days, I want to see the potency of the coal first.
Yitno: That's it, yeah, I found an assistant for you.
Padli was used to going out of town for office business accompanied by Yitno,
for him Yitno is everything, his assistant, his deputy and also as his best friend.
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