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The Immaculate Love 62

Alarik got out of his car that had just arrived and parked neatly in the office yard. For a moment his gaze was fixed on a dark blue hardtop car, which was parked under a banyan tree not far from his current car position.

An assistant, approached. “Pak, there are guests, already waiting inside from earlier!”

“Iya,” replied Alarik briefly and logged in immediately with a hurry.

Two men in their 40s were waiting for him on the living room couch, which was right in front of his study. They immediately stood up to Alarik's arrival and shook his friendly hands.

“I, Hadi, Sir. And this is my colleague, Dion.” The first person introduces himself to friendly speech in harmony with his body language.

“Iya, please sit!” greet Alarik no less friendly and immediately welcome his two guests.

“We are from PT Wana Putera, would like to propose cooperation with, Mr." The man named Hadi gave a map containing files on Alarik which is currently still just receiving, without opening let alone reading.

“Our company is engaged in retail. Including one of the retail store product subscriptions, Mr, is our partner,” continued Hadi.

“We are very interested in products from this factory which is very natural, the following packaging is also very attractive,” praise Dion, he conveys his assessment without being asked.

“I will study first, the submission of your company is carefully yes. In the next two or three days, I will give you the answer,” drop out Alarik which is directly approved by two candidates ‘His workweek’ it.

After a moment of pleasantries with the processed packaged tea from the factory, the two people immediately volunteered.

After the death of the two, Alarik immediately entered his office, and placed the filing file on the table.

The handsome man of William's descent looked at the glass tea packaging on the table, and remembered the words of his two guests just now.

“The packaging is very interesting,” muttered Alarik while staring at the packaging carefully. The packaging of the beverage products, is not the work of a famous Graphic Designer. But it was the result of a stroke of his wife's pen that poured creative ideas, when Alarik said he wanted to change the packaging of his tea products.

Alarik was immediately interested in seeing Sherin's hand on a piece of paper. Just need a little polish here and there, done by his team in the factory, be the product packaging as it is today. Which does look very attractive, and invites curiosity to immediately taste.

“Sherin.” In a conscious state or not, Alarik mentioned his wife's name with a look of laughter. There have been quite a number of contributions made by the beautiful hijab woman for Alarik's work. His presence is very meaningful.

But why, his name does not reign in the heart? Is Alarik who does not care enough, to carve the name of the wife in the heart.

Gts ... Gts ...Tok

Unfortunately, the mind that has not yet gained the edge must stop, when a knock on the door interrupts.

“Pak!" call a man who has just opened the door with a hunting breath.

“What's up?” ask Alarik wonder. Looking at the condition of the person who came it displayed a tense look.

“A-There was a fire in the Factory, Sir.”

“What!?”

Finished with a shock that lasted a few seconds, Alarik took a thousand steps. Even scrambling to reach the door with the bearer of the news.

Damaresh had just arrived, his dashing body had also just descended from his luxurious ride-hailing car. Curiosity asked, immediately filled the head, when he saw Alarik half-barrari as if chasing his subordinates, down from the terrace of the office which was designed to have several stairs.

“Om Al, what's up?!”

“Aresh.” For a moment Alarik sighed who was racing since the news was heard.

“There was a fire in the factory, Resh.”

Without needing to say anything else, the two other generations immediately headed to the factory which was about 30 meters from the office.

The fire has grown, spread and spread. Clamor and confusion coloring. Hysterical screams and panic were heard here and there, because there were some workers who were trapped in the fire.

Alarik and Damaresh immediately fought to save the workers trapped in the production room. Some other workers are also no less nimble to save some goods and equipment that has not been engulfed in fire.

Concentrated smoke soared into the air, clearly visible to Alarik's residential house located not far from the factory. Sherin, who saw it, ran into a panic, ignoring Art's call in her half-screaming house.

Sherin momentarily stood stiffly looking at what was in front of her eyes at that moment. However, when consciousness was soon discovered, the hijab-wearing woman was springing up to help with all the power she could afford.

The car arrived about half an hour later, and within an hour and a half, the fire was extinguished.

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The fire that occurred at the Alarik factory is also mentioned in the story: LOVE ME TERHLANG TAHMU.