BEAUTIFUL REUNION IN TWO

BEAUTIFUL REUNION IN TWO
113. The Missing that Shattering.



How Danindra's head was not dizzy, when almost every day, three times a day, Nadia came to see him. Begging him to be facilitated to meet Bimasena in Venezuela.


"Mas Indra, help me. I have never been out of the country alone. I don't know the language of Venezuelans. I need a friend over there who gives me directions and takes me to meet Bima."


Nadia is not just talking. But crying and crying. How is it not a training?


Why did Nadia ask Venezuela? Though the country is increasingly dangerous due to the actions of Bimasena kill the leader of a gangster.


Had Nadia asked to be warmed because of loneliness, of course she would not have refused. I am happy to serve Nadia. Because he was still curious how the woman in front of him felt. What makes Bimasena crazy.


"Nadia, I've confirmed to the Bimasena family and FreddCo Energy. No one's letting us go there. The situation is still hot" he refused. "Don't do anything to endanger safety!"


But the silent Nadia looked down with shaken shoulders, making her lose her sense of heart and arrogance.


"All right, I'm working on it."


He doesn't think out. Sometimes he was so willing to refuse or decide the woman who begged for his love. Why did he lose to Nadia? What Nadia asked for was risky.


He had never seen a woman change in face, from a grim face to sparkling like Nadia's face. Making him touched to Nadia, as well as sewot to Bimasena, who had entrusted Nadia to him.


"False Mas. May I have the account number, Mas?" Nadia wiped away the tears.


"For what?" ask her with a frown.


"I want to transfer the fee to Venezuela. How many transfers am I?"


He shook his head and laughed at Nadia's reply.


"Nadia, I'm much richer than Bimasena. Where my shame when accompanying you there then ask for the fare to you." He rests his back on the chair.


"The one who wants to take me there?" Nadia's eyes were round.


"Who else? Bimasena have you on me."


"When it's necessary after Venezuela we go to Los Angeles, to New York or wherever you want. My salad won't shake."


Is he richer than Bimasena? He himself is not sure of his own words. He just wanted to boast to Nadia.


Actually he could not measure the economic strength of his friend and rival.


In Indonesia, it visually appears more on top than Bimasena.


It has a sports car, a house, with a larger amount and a more expensive price than the Bimasena. His lifestyle was also more luxurious than Bimasena.


But he could not clearly measure how rich Bimasena was. His best friend's economic ability is like an iceberg phenomenon. Just the tip of the iceberg, the small part. While the body and foot of the iceberg, the large part, is not visible because it is below sea level.


FreddCo Energy's energy business network is spread all over the world. Bimasena not only became one of the directors in the American company. He also became a shareholder. FreddCo Energy's shares are largely controlled by his best friend's family.


So then? Who is richer?


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Nadia's tears spilled as she left her home. Seeing Glor waving his hands to him.


His heart was indescribable as he left Glor. Hoping that Glor could understand why he would leave Glor, fight him in utter defeat. That it is not only him who is losing. Glor also lost his father figure.


He dropped Glor on Mpok Nana. Previously he had stored milk milk in the freezer because he intended to give his ASI for two full years to Glor.


He has also deposited some money to Mpok Nana for the needs of Glor and his sister's family during his departure. He also signed one of the debit cards for the unexpected.


All night he never took off his arms to Glor. The gentle touch of Glor's hand was still felt on his cheek.


So many obstacles that he and Glor faced in order to reach one word called happy. He and Glor painstakingly walked up to the lace of grief.


Danindra held out a box of tissue to him. The man was more silent during the trip to the airport. Perhaps giving her time to cry and shed her longing for Glor.


For the first time, he boarded a plane in first class. Occupy a luxurious private suite. Sliding doors for personal comfort. Ergonomic chairs equipped with mattresses, blankets, pillows, and complete with ottoman. International food prepared by Chefs on Board.


Maybe if his flying experience this time he was with Bimasena and Glor, maybe he would be very happy. He will not forget his dreams of going abroad with Bimasena.


I don't know how much budget Danindra spent on their trip. He did not expect that Danindra, who would accompany him, would go to Venezuela. Unmitigated, Danindra brought three men of great stature with them.


Are those men Danindra's bodyguards?


I don't know.


Longing had overcome his fear, so he was desperate to come to Venezuela in danger.


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It is not because the wings of freedom were beheaded that Bimasena was confined to a box, alienated from civilization, and his brain was also shackled. If the body is confined, then the mind must fly freely, across the air. The spectrum of thought should be more open and broader.


He did not want to spend time in prison to dissolve in regret and despair. Despite being confined and confined by a prison wall, creativity and productivity must not be extinguished.


Venezuela has made him feel bad. He lost his comfort zone in the country. What happened to him is unpredictable. However, he must adapt quickly to the changes that occur. The way it thinks, the way it looks and how it works must change.


Lose from one side, but he has to win from the other.


He must retaliate by exploiting the country's massive natural resources the bloodshed of El Maro.


From behind bars, he has developed a strategy to expand FreddCo Energy's energy business network to all corners of Venezuela. Not only in the oil and gas industry in the upstream sector. He also wants to master the oil and gas industry in the downstream sector, from the Fuel Oil depot to the General Fuel Filling Station.


Control all businesses from inside the prison.


The legal system of the jungle prevails in the Caracas prisons. The strongest inmates become rulers. But not physically strong. Strong in financial ability. It has a combination of both. He became one of the rulers of the prison.


But he must be careful of the possibility of the Caracas prison infiltrated by El Maro loyalists.


Enough to provide benefits to the Chief and prison employees, he was allowed to bring the facility into the Caracas prison. So that all his work equipment can be brought into the room, except for communication devices. But he believes that later he can use communication tools in the prison. They can even get in and out of jail.


Actually, it shows the bad bureaucracy in the country. But it brings its own benefits to him


In his room there is a single bed, a wardrobe and a work desk that he brought from outside. TV, Macbook, air conditioner, refrigerator, books and office documents.


One of his favorite things he put on the table. Photo of a beautiful woman holding a cute-cheeked, brown-eyed baby in a wood frame. The two people who made him unable to accept the reality of his self were restrained by walls and bars. Which made his heart ache when the feeling of longing for them ambushed him.


His hand moved flipping the frame, so that his concentration worked undisturbed. Because each of his neutrals captures two faces in the photo, misses to smudge his focus.


He began to draw up plans for the territory of Venezuela which would be the location of the next exploration drilling based on the results of identification of prospects. As well as mapping Venezuelan cities ranging from Maracaibo, Maracay, Ciudad Guayana to San Cristobal to be the location of the construction of the BBM Depot and SPBU.


Next is to make a budget requirement proposal for investment and financing operations. This task will be left to his assistant.


Since he was transferred from a police station cell to the Caracas prison, his assistant and some of his employees have been working on top of cars parked in the Caracas prison parking lot. A form of Flexible Working, following a change in his working pattern as he became a prisoner. This is done so that the chain of communication is not interrupted, because he has not been allowed to use communication tools.


When he was serious about his work, he was upset that someone was knocking at the door. Make his concentration crumble. He peeked through a small window before opening the door. The face of the prison officer. The officer told him that two visitors would meet him.


In that prison, he got a VVIP facility. You can receive visitors even if it is not the time of visit. You can also receive visitors in the room without having to go to the visiting room, and the visit deadline does not apply to him.


But what made him very surprised was when the officer mentioned the name of the visitor, because he thought the only employee who visited him.


Mr. Danindra and Mrs. Humeera.


His pleasure suddenly soared, as high as his worry.