Aryanti's Charm

Valuable lesson

After the death of Aryanti and Mang Diman Pak Surapraja long pensively watched his son sleep on the sofa of the family room, so without the burden of going to sleep yes to sleep, want to play ya play, play, do not want to go to college where he likes to go with his friends and it is left until he feels bored himself.

But the more days he observed no change, abandoned lectures, learning to understand the work of parents is also not, told to go to school in pesantren deepening religious knowledge reject actually do you want my son?

I loved him too much and loved him, he was a witness to my household and my efforts. What he wants I love what he wants me to grant even his sister Adelia later his sister has started to go to college.

His mind floated on the figure of Aryanti, if my son like that so gently treat me as a parent how peaceful when talking to offer help, hardworking even alternating work with his father, how gentle he was, pontang panting set aside money to be able to go to college.

What is my situation lacking? let alone the tuition fees to make high school I can, but on the other hand my son has no desire to finish college,the demands of the job require that the hope of parents of children can continue the business that is built from the bottom.

What would it be like if all of his subordinates were scholars? while the candidate of their leadership has not become what.

Mr. Surapraja breathed heavily there must be a change, and must have a trick so that I can enter the correct understanding and understood by Adrian, he said, Adrian has to understand what my wishes and my expectations are for him I have to be a little harsh and that's something I haven't tried.

Mr. Surapraja then video call someone and tell him to come, always video call because Mr. Surapraja always want to know again what and where the interlocutor is, as in the wife, like, his children are also his confidants.

Shortly afterwards the security guard came to tell the person called was already in front.

"Sir Praja, Pak Daud is already in front of tell me where to meet the father?"

"Yes tell me to wait in my study."

"Good Sir."

The security guard left again and Mr. Surapraja got up while looking at his son Adrian who slept on the sofa.

Mr. David is more precisely an aide to the right hand of Mr. Surapraja or better known to his confidants, as well as distant brothers, or more, and a friend in arms of Mr. Surapraja, his college friend, maybe now precisely a board of consideration of Mr. Surapraja about his business affairs, about his family affairs as well as other affairs.

Mr. David is big in stature brown leather and moustached, like a bodyguard bodyguard in mafia films, but it just looks outside of it another if already know his heart people certainly do not expect his heart either talk politely so appreciate everyone.

Mr. Surapraja took a heavy and long breath in front of Mr. David, as if he had such a heavy burden.

"Pak Praja called me?"

"Yes Mas, I've been sick too much to take care of our business that is growing according to the demands of circumstances and times but I have not been able to relay all this in my generation."

"Yes yes..."

"Mas knows for myself what I can expect from my son Adrian, the lecture is not finished even now to follow her sister Adelia began to go to college, my anxiety is very reasonable Mas."

"I understand Sir."

"Try to help me find a solution to this problem, every day people apply for jobs in our hotel with a bachelor's degree, D3 and is rarely at High School level. While the prospective leader we should not let the title of foreign bachelor in the country also has not stuck in his name."

"Maybe there's a plan for you or do we think together?"

"Mas actually I was inspired by a girl named Aryanti, from an ordinary family just working to wait for odong odong in between her college change between her father in a market fork, and also in a market fork, but he's got a high-learning spirit he's in college and almost done."

"Where do you know him from?"

"Over the story, Mas, once nolong and gave way out of my problems when I arrived sick that morning and I guess Adrian drove me to the hospital. Adrian who is in a condition of heavy sleepiness hit and odong odong he and other merchandise still profit not in judge people se market.

I negotiated with her and I took her to the hospital with her friend the parking attendant but I was so peaceful with the way she treated me, helping me offer the least amount of help for me."

Mr. David was mangosteen, frowning, like thinking...

"Until I imagine if my son were like that Mas how happy I am, respect loving parents."

"Please, sir, it's not yet time we'll try to steer it in a better direction."

"I understand the direction of the Father, I have been able to read the direction, there will be a competition later, something that is unthinkable to me Sir hopefully this road works."

"I rely on you Mas, and I leave it entirely the same Mas, oh yes. to invite Nak Aryanti to join may use my name next it's your duty."

"I'm ready sir, I'll report on any progress that's been made."

"Good, I can't wait for meaningful change in my son and I want Nak Aryanti to be part of our company, because she inspires me so much."

"Well sir today I'll start as a detective first haaaaaaaa..."

Mr. David said goodbye and shook hands while laughing, his heart was happy to see his master could be frank about his problems and would be happy too if he could succeed all that was planned earlier.

Along the way Mr. David thought behind his wheel, wanting to know what kind of Mr. Surapraja the inspiration. Nak Aryanti has attracted the attention of her big boss how beautiful and gentle is she?

So I want to see it soon, and someday I will introduce my son to my son, my son is both boys...So far away the daydream of Mr. David and finally his own smile and unconscious he had arrived at the fork of the market and then pulled over his car and went down.

Mr. David dyed himself on which side is that odong odong? his eyes swept all the corners of the market frenzy but did not see any odong odong again spinning round, this is the T-junction of the market that was told by Mr. Praja.

"So, waiting for someone? or looking for something?"

"Oh ah uh.iya I'm looking for odong odong craftsman who used to run here."

"The father of Aryanti's taekwondo teacher isn't he?"

"No, emght I want to invite Nak Aryanti to work."

"What job? kan Yanti has been working every day also here only now her odong odong is again repaired after being hit by a sedan car and in love replace the loss is very steady."

"I'm a friend of his father."

"Oh friend of Pak Nurhadi."

"Yes yes I am a friend of Mr. Nurhadi."

"To his house only sir behind this market which is the way, already in it aja Aryanti on know how."

"Oh yes thank you."

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Do not forget to visit also the work of Elis Sudrajat other Insya Allah up every day, with a story that is definitely more beautiful.

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