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The Immaculate Love 50

Hello Alrick, hello.**

Twice, Rendi called, because Alarik suddenly fell silent.

I-iya, Mom.

Alarik's voice was heard. It was like shedding a cry. But her tears had dried up, exhausted to mourn Kanaya's departure. Now the princess, who is the only hope, also refuses to meet him.

It feels like the world is not really on Alarick's side. Even a glimmer of despair was reluctant to greet him. The man was only able to sigh, with a crushing pain.

**You don't worry, Rick. I will continue to convince him. He might just need some time. He is mature enough, he can think well. Only, this reality might be extremely painful for him. So he still needs time. That's it, Alarick.**

Thus Rendi's remark on the phone that returned raised a little hope in his soul that had been extinguished.

I-iya, Mom.

Nervous Alarick gave an answer.

**I hope you don't despair, Rick. There is a God who turns his heart back. Pray for your son.**

Rendi's words gave encouragement.

I - Iya Mas Rendi. Thank you for being reminded.

ALarik bowed with a pair of eyes that started to condense.

**Oh, yes Rick, your son just finished his education.**

Again, one remark of Rendi who returned made Alarik's heart hugged by warmth. I don't know, just with that short news alone, a warm feeling so strong spread in his soul.

**I'm with Risa, want her to continue her education abroad. But I don't know what he wants. We follow.**

Rendi continued her story. Risa's husband seemed to deliberately comfort Alarik who must be very disappointed at this time with a little story about his son.

Thank you, Mas. Mas Rendi loved my son very much.

Alarik said that with a slightly choked voice, because of the inherent haru taste.

Rendi ended the phone a moment later. And Alarick was still silent for a while. The man could not describe what his current feelings were like. So did Sherin, who also did not know how to reconcile her husband's feelings. Until the silence of the moment that hugged the two, until the sound of knocking on the door melted the atmosphere that was almost a ice cube.

The one who came was a factory worker, who was also in charge of delivering goods. And again he gave the same report as three colleagues who previously also reported similar things.

Alarick just nodded, saying nothing. After the death of the worker, the handsome man was frowning his temple, trying to think of finding a solution. But what was obtained was even more dizzy.

“Come,” says Alarick briefly answered a question from Sherin who looked anxious. All of a sudden, though,

“What's up, Om?” A question word rippled between the silence of the two, making the husband and wife compactly turn to the source of the voice and find Damaresh with Aura there.

“Aresh,” exciting Alarick half shocked.

“Sorry, go in without knocking on the door first,” said Damaresh as he slightly tilted his head gesturing at the slightly open door of the room.

“Gak papa, Aresh, sit down!” Alarick immediately allowed his nephew to sit down, in tune with Sherin who approached Aura and guided her as well, to sit down.

“Why are all shipping goods, returned, Om?” Damaresh again asked the pending question.

“That's. I also do not know why, they reasoned that consumers rejected our products, even though it has been working with us for quite a long time and so far there are no complaints, everything is fine.”

Alarick sighed for a moment, while Damaresh continued to listen carefully.

“And not only here, which outside Java also returned all with the same reason. Stock goods in the warehouse piled up, some of which we have sent to several social foundations and pesantren. Because of this, maybe in the next few days, we will not produce first,” said Alarick again.

“Then what about the workers, Om?”

“That's actually what's so burdensome to me, Aresh.”

“What's something like this, never happened before, Om?”

“Never. This is the first time. Looks like someone deliberately boycotted our product, who knows,” Alarick said with a straight look.

Damaresh turned his head towards Aura and Sherin who sat listening closely to the conversation.

“Arra, and, Aunt Sherin,” said Damaresh sounded an awkward tone in his speech when he had to call Sherin with the title Aunty. But Sherin seemed happy with the call.

“Can I speak to Alarick?”

Aura and Sherin both nodded and then both walked out of the room.

“Boleh, I asked for retail store data that became a partner, Om Al so far?” pinta Damaresh, now they're alone in the room.

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Who has read the CTT, must have known, what action was done by Damaresh to help the problem in the tea factory owned by Alarik.