AFTER YOU GO ~Story About Farrel~

NOT COINCIDENCE

In a nine-story building Pak Subagyo is located. This afternoon he held a meeting attended by the company officials where he led.

Mr. Subagyo and his personal assistant moved into the room where the meeting was held. There were already six people waiting, each of them having an important position in the company.

Not long after the meeting began, initially the meeting went smoothly the discussion was not far from the plans about the development of the company. But suddenly one of the members of the meeting pointed his hand and began to speak, "please have a moment!"

Instantly all eyes were on that person was no exception Pak Subagyo.

"There's something I'd like to say here, can you sir?" The man asked Mr. Subagyo for permission.

Mr. Subagyo nodded to say yes, somehow his feelings became unpleasant.

"It's very important for the company, I heard the issue about the family" Mr."

Deg.

The thing that Pak Subagyo feared seems to be really going to happen.

That person pointed towards Pak Subagyo and distracted everyone who was there.

"What are you doing? You shouldn't confuse personal problems with work problems!" Mr. Subagyo's personal assistant tried to interrupt the conversation for fear of unwanted things.

Mr. Subagyo held his personal assistant's hand and gave the code for silence and said, "continue Mr. Satria!"

The man called Mr. Satria smiled mockingly and continued his words.

"You know nothing, you better shut up and listen!"

"There's an issue I've heard that your daughter is pregnant out of wedlock."

Instantly, Pak Subagyo's reddened face restrained the turmoil, not to mention the gazes of his subordinates that led to him.

"The thing I'm afraid of is .. the good reputation that has been pinned on you will be destroyed. Cause what? A large company will easily be destroyed if the leader no longer has a good reputation. Next year, the laboratory owned by BPOM has filed a contract for the purchase of glassware in our company. They could have canceled it because of this problem. Especially if the shareholders know about this, can you guess not what will happen?"

The atmosphere became silent, all heads seemed to be thinking with their own thoughts.

"You done?" Sir Subagyo's sarcastic question split the silence.

"Satria sir, you need to know that I don't care about reputation. I will make sure this company will remain the main supplier of medical devices in the country. You don't be afraid! I'll finish my family business before it leaks out to the public. This meeting we're ending! Good day, may we all have a good day."

Mr. Subagyo got up from his seat and walked out of the meeting room followed by his personal assistant. Mr. Subagyo walked towards the office lobby then had his personal assistant come back while he left in his black car.

Mr. Subagyo was running his car with a feeling of shock. Actually, he was also worried about this situation. Mr. Subagyo knew many people would take advantage of this situation to remove him from the leadership position. His hands clutched tightly at the steering wheel, his eyes closed for a moment.

Not just the position that was thought of but also his failure to protect the princess.

At the red light, Mr. Subagyo stopped his car. A drunk driver banged on the glass of his car. Mr. Subagyo who was shocked then opened the car glass.

"For money!" said the busker.

Mr. Subagyo took his wallet, had not had time to open the wallet suddenly the busker seized it. Mr. Subagyo was forced to give up his wallet and its contents to the thug because the sound of another vehicle horn prevented him from pursuing the usurper.

Fortunately, the securities were never stored in the wallet.

Only cash, credit cards and ATMs are also a picture of the princess that she always carries in her wallet.

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Mr. Subagyo drove his vehicle then decided to refuel at the refueling station. After the gasoline filled up, Mr. Subagyo only realized that he did not have cash. Another vehicle was behind him.

"The car is good money does not have," scorned the gasoline filler.

"Let me pay!" Without a second thought Farrel came.

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After the gasoline business was finished, Mr. Subagyo took Farrel to lunch at a restaurant not far from the place.

Now they sit facing each other at a table, in front of them they have served the food they ordered.

"Once again and again I say thank you, Son Farrel." Subagyo started the conversation.

Farrel smiled sincerely, "no need to overdo it sir, I just happened to see you were arguing at the POM. It also happened that I was walking around enjoying the time of unemployment."

They laugh together. "Better so unemployment does not take care of work that sometimes makes dizzy."

"There's no good either, sir, no money." Farrell let down his voice a little whisper. It made Mr. Subagyo laugh again. A second later Mr. Subagyo returned moody.

"Mr okay?" ask Farrel.

Mr. Subagyo nodded. "I'm fine at the moment I'm in misfortune."

Farrel frowned not understanding, "do you mean Father?"

"You could say it's a disgrace." Mr. Subagyo lowered his head in trying to brace himself.

"If you please you can tell me, if you can help me help. What's the matter, sir?" Farrel felt that Mr. Subagyo was in need of a story companion.

"My son ... My son is pregnant," Mr. Subagyo said.

"That's good news, isn't it, why do you look sad?" ask Farrel.

"How can I not be sad? My son is pregnant without a husband, he is pregnant out of wedlock."

At that instant Farrel understood Pak Subagyo's feelings.

"The child I hoped to have a bright and successful future is now falling apart. I failed to educate him until he fell into a great sin." Mr. Subagyo wiped his tears.

Farrel was surprised to hear the story of Mr. Subagyo now he understood why Mr. Subagyo looked so bad.

"I'm heartbroken for the second time, son. I have two daughters, they are twins. But one of them disappeared when he was only five years old. Somehow the fate is now, if it still exists in this world may it get a decent life." Mr. Subagyo could no longer hold back his tears. Those haggard eyes finally let out as many tears as possible.

"While here I failed to keep his brother." Mr. Subagyo cupped his face.

Farrel stood up and moved behind Mr. Subagyo, he rubbed Mr. Subagyo's back to calm him down.

After being quite calm, Farrel returned to his place.

"Patient father, there must be a silver lining." Farrel tried to corroborate.

"Yes, son, I know. I also feel our meeting is not a coincidence."

Farrel scrunched his forehead hearing Mr. Subagyo's words.

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