Am I Deserving?

Visit to the factory (Part 2)

Night has arrived, the sun has been hiding since three hours ago in the western horizon, the streets in the capital are still crowded because there are still many workers who get a night shift schedule, the view of the capital at night is also very charming, anyone who sees it will feel at home and be amazed, including Karan. Yes, Karan had finished cleaning his body and was sitting casually on the balcony of his room, looking at the charming view of the Capital accompanied by a glass of warm tea and his favorite snack, what snack? especially if it's not a cigarette? :D.

"When did I last relax on the balcony of a room like this, huh?". Karan muttered looking at the view of the Capital while twirling the cigarette sticks in his fingers.

Karan realized, in the last months if at night he always spent his time at the bar and drunk, and now he was busy with work and spent more time in the room, and he was drunk, But there is one thing that Karan thinks is strange.

"But in hindsight, why don't I just rebel with Papa?. Why do I feel like I have to keep going to work and doing my job there?".

Karan was still struggling with his daydream, until he heard the footsteps of someone approaching him. Karan turned his head towards the side where someone was standing.

"Why don't you knock on the door first, pa?". Karan asked while smoking his cigarette.

Papa Lukman furrowed his brows.

"Well, you know, the mentang-ang has become Mr Manager can already say like that, Karan?".

Papa Lukman laughed and put the warm tea he brought from the kitchen, he put it on a small table owned by Karan, Papa Lukman sat on the balcony chair which is still available 2 more, he sat next to his son.

Karan's gaze did not care what his Papa said just now, he sipped his tea.

"What does Papa want to talk about?". Karan started the conversation, putting down his tea glass.

"What about your job?". Papa Lukman's.

"As Papa saw, every day I leave for work on time, so nothing is a problem". Karan's gaze was still fixed on the view of the Capital.

Papa Lukman nodded his head and went back to sipping his tea.

"The suitcase near your bed?, is that yours?" Ask Papa Lukman.

Karan looked at his father, he did not understand.

"What suitcase?".

Papa Lukman rolled his eyes lazily.

"Look in your room".

Karan was surprised by what his father said, he went to his room, and sure enough, there was his suitcase that was gray.

"Mama must have prepared it".

Karan knows that it was Norah's mother who prepared his clothes, recalling dinner time last night he told his mother that tomorrow he would go get a visit at the factory when Papa Lukman was not at the dinner table.

Karan returned to the balcony of his room and sat back in his original place.

"Tomorrow I will go to the factory owned by Pak Hadi in East Jakarta, and the suitcase that I will bring, the mama who prepared". Karan.

Papa Lukman who was sipping his tea choked.

"What?!".

Karan looked at his papa.

"What?, why is Papa so shocked? What's wrong?". Karan furrowed his brows seeing his Papa's reaction seemed to be very surprised.

"Do you agree, Karan?". Asked Papa Lukman less sure in front of his son, he thought that his son was just joking.

"Mama's proof has me suitcase, pa. Inside are my clothes, not my alcohol collection".

Karan pressed his tone, he was sure that his Papa did not believe that he would do a task out of town like this.

"What are you gonna do there?". Papa Lukman's.

Karan pulled the corner of his lips when he heard his father's question.

"Of course about pa's work, what do you think, do you think I will make things that are not-nothing while there?, I am very disappointed if you think like that".

Karan smokes his finished cigarette.

Papa Lukman was aware of the question, but he remained mediocre.

"It's not so, Karan. You mean what kind of jobs you're assigned there for?". Papa Lukman corrected his words and his tone, he felt a little guilty.

"Take data on each employee's activities there". Answer Karan flat.

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"Did you go alone?". Papa Lukman opens the conversation.

"No, I'm accompanied by a shop employee, she's a merchandiser".

Papa Lukman nodded his head in understanding, there was a sense of happiness implied in his heart when he saw his eldest son look earnest with his work.

"Alright, Papa hope that you can carry out your duties well there, do not destroy Mr. Hadi's expectations of you, he has trusted you, Karan".

"Yes Pa, I get it".

Papa Lukman picked up his tea glass, he moved out of the room area.

"And one more thing, Papa hope you don't smoke too much". Papa Lukman said before he stepped up.

Karan looked at his father lazily.

"Yes, Pa".

Papa Lukman exits the balcony leaving Karan.

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Elsewhere, at the Shenna Contract.

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Shenna had finished preparing the clothes she would bring tomorrow, she had also cleaned and tidied up her room.

"Huft, that means I have to get up early tomorrow". Shenna put her body in the bed.

Shenna remembers that tomorrow she will be picked up by Karan, her superior. He had little doubt that he was going out of town, this was his first time out of town, Shenna was a little pleased with this so he did not stop to pray for it to be all done.

"Daddy Doain Shenna, yes". Shenna muttered in memory of her father.

The clock on the wall of her room shows at 10:39 p.m., Shenna rushes to clean her face, fills up her cell phone Charger and immediately goes to sleep and explores her dream realm.

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GOOD NIGHT, SHENNA. HOPEFULLY HIS DREAM MET MAS KARAN, HIHI ><