CONFINEMENT

CH 115 - RAHMANI PEARL

"How are you, Bin?"

"What is the state of the universe now?"

"And the development of your students so far is there no obstacle?"

"Father for lately has not been able to go to Surau An Nur" said a middle-aged man to Muhibbin who sat in front of him.

"Thank God, all is well and all is well, Dad."

"The condition of the Kingdom is also a lot of kemajun, his legs can walk normally even though sometimes still using a stick" Muhibbin replied respectfully.

The old man muttered and smiled at the young man before him, before he called his daughter who was preparing food and drinks in the middle of the mansion.

"Him!"

"Let's see, son." exclaimed the old man.

From inside the middle room a woman parading ayu stepped out with a tray containing dishes in her hand.

"Son, I deliberately told Mr. Min to call Muhibbin here."

"There's something I want to tell you both" said the old man who was none other than Sirkun.

After placing the dish on the guest table, Disya took a seat next to Muhibbin, the young man was still silent with a downcast look listening to Sirkun's words.

"At this time my father is getting older."

"The wood processing business that my father pioneered seven years ago with the late Mr. Timoti is growing."

"Dad wants someone to continue the business of the father all this time" said Mr. Sirkun flatly, the middle-aged man was seen sighing before continuing his speech.

"Dad wanted, Ibbin continued the father's business."

"Even the House of Culture, I saw more and more advanced and you were busy there." now Mr. Sirkun's gaze was fixed on his daughter Disya.

"Pad's energy has diminished, so I decided I wanted to retire and enjoy my old days in peace."

Sir Sirkun said with a sigh, while Disya and Muhibbin were still silent without a word and listened to the words of the generous Entrepreneur.

A moment later it was seen the old man saying back,

"There's only one thing you need to know right now."

"The wood processing business, currently the father manages with the nephew of the late Mr. Timoti."

"Since the death of Mr. Timoti four years ago, all the business he owned changed hands and under the management of the large family of the Garuda Gold Dynasty."

"The new governor who succeeded Mr. Timoti is also still from their family."

"Currently in the central government of the Emerald Kingdom, strategic positions are heavily inhabited by their extended families as well."

"I hope you can adjust to the rhythm and the policies they make, so that our efforts are not constrained."

"In a business, compromises are common,"

"As long as our efforts are in accordance with existing rules and do not harm others, then we must remain optimistic and adjust the rhythm with the ruler, it is commonplace."

"Therefore, you two must remain observant to see the situation without stripping ethics and morals." concluded Mr. Sirkun.

The flamboyant man took the cup of tea his daughter had prepared and drank it.

For a moment the atmosphere of the room was silent, a moment later Disya said to the father.

"Are you sure you want to retire?"

"Will it be after the death of the father, the attitude of the Garuda Gold Dynasty family will not be arbitrary in determining company policy?"

"We know, his attitude has never been friendly to Muhibbin all this time."

"All the families of the late Governor's lords always looked one eye at Ibbin, Well."

"Did you forget the events of seven years ago, when one of their families gave birth in Selasar Rumah Budaya, when the harvest party at the Beach Country?"

"They arrogantly took Ibbin to Bhayangkara headquarters and imprisoned him on charges of attempting to harm one of their relatives who gave birth to him."

Now that Disya's gaze was on Muhibbin next to her, her eyes were hinting at jealousy, because after all the events seven years ago were related to Sariwati, which is none other than the daughter of the Governor who had a special relationship with his future husband.

Muhibbin who knew the change in attitude of his lover chimed in to give an explanation to Mr. Sirkun.

"True what Disya said, Dad."

"Didn't all this have any effect on my startup's efforts."

"Perhaps as long as there was the late Mr. Timoti, he still plays the role with his father."

"And now he is gone."

"If my father decides to retire and his management is entrusted to me, are they willing to?" muhibbin said with full respect to Mr. Sirkun.

Mr. Sirkun just smiled, his eyes shady look at the princess and prospective daughter-in-law in front of him, however the old man knows the background of Muhibbin's relationship with the daughter of the late master Timoti.

"Dad knows the direction of your conversation."

"Dad prepared everything."

"In managing a business we must be able to distinguish between corporate interests and personal interests."

"Before the death of the late Mr. Timoti due to a heart attack, we had already signed a deal."

"the ownership of the wood processing business three-quarters already belongs to the father and the rest belongs to the late master Timoti and his family."

"All that business management, father has authority."

"Otherwise you're Disya's future husband, Bin."

"So you don't have to worry about everything,"

"As long as we follow the rules applied by the central government and the policy of the ruler of the coastal State, then everything will run smoothly as it is."

"You two don't have to worry about it, you better focus on your preparations."

"you'll be inaugurating the marriage soon."

As Sirkun stopped his speech, the old man again took a cup at the table and sipped the tea his daughter was serving.

"Who else would have continued this father's efforts if not you?" concluded Mr. Sirkun on the child and his future son-in-law, the old man's shady face always gives an atmosphere of peace to both.

Disya and Muhibbin looked at each other, with a nod of the head, the woman gave a gesture to the man beside her.

"We also did not get tired of asking for guidance from the father." said Muhibbin said softly, Disya who was beside him began to smile even though jealousy still emanated on his face, it looks like the woman is holding the fingers of Muhibbin who is beside her.

"Good, that answer is what I expect from you" Sirkun said with a big smile.

"Oh yeah, then how are you getting your wedding ready?" ask sir Sirkun back.

Now Muhibbin signaled to Disya to answer him,

"It's all in line with what we've prepared, Dad."

"Ibbin has been preaching to his village and later on who will be the forerunner of our marriage is Mbah Kyai Bashori, who is none other than a close relative of the late Abah."

"In these months he will come from the Stone Snake Country with several families."

"Resi's Father Giri Waja and Gus Aji Putra will also be witnesses to our marriage" Disya blushed shyly at the father.

"In a moment we also plan to meet some friends to be a committee at our wedding" Disya added back.

"Good, I'm glad to hear it"

"Dad can't wait to take grandchildren away from you."

"Otherwise what I'm going to look for, it's all there and you're going to continue."

"May your marriage bring good to your life."

"In old age I just want to see you happy to be a family" said Mr. Sirkun smiled broadly at the two.

Disya and Muhibbin only smiled shyly at Sirkun's words.

"Dis, take Ibbin to lunch first,"

"You don't have to wait for me."

"Father will go to the park first, it's been a long time there bonsai-bonsai not you see" concluded Mr. Sirkun as he moved from his seat leaving Disya and Muhibbin.

Muhibbin and Disya nodded and also got up leaving the guest room heading inside.

The two also continued chatting while eating food in the middle room of the magnificent building of the businessman's generous residence.

***

While elsewhere,

"Den Ayu, let Me Iluh continue."

"Den Ayu Tiara just rest for a while, mumpung Bu De aden go." said the old woman to the little girl nearby, take the broomstick in the hands of the little girl.

"No need, Me!"

"Later if caught by Bu De Habsari, Me Iluh will be punished." said the little girl to Me Iluh, her innocent face looks tired.

"It's okay, Den Ayu take it easy."

"Den Ayu Habsari must have been out a long time ago, because Me Iluh had heard, he was going to the wood processing place."

"Now Den Tiara rest first, Me Iluh has prepared food at the middle table."

"Secondly Me Iluh also made food for Mother Den Ayu Tiara" said the old woman to Tiara.

"Den Ayu eat first, let Me Iluh continue all this work." he added to the seven-year-old girl before him, his eyes full of pity looking at the girl of his employer's child.

"Thank you, Me."

"Me Iluh is always nice to Tiara."

"Here besides Mommy, only Me Iluh and We Landep are dear to Tiara" said the girl innocently.

"I went inside first yes, Me." he added as he ran leaving the old woman in the courtyard.

***

Seemed in a room large enough, lay a woman with a state of concern.

His body looked thin with a blank look staring at the open window of the room.

His mind wanders in no direction, reviewing the memories of the past he has lived.

Not feeling the circle of tears melted on his cheeks, the figure could only move his lips and eyes alone, had almost seven years he was afflicted with paralysis, his body that used to be insane as far as possible, he said, now look skinny wrapped in paled skin.

Suddenly, a step blew his daydream,

"Mother, Tiara bring warm porridge for Mother."

"Tadi Me Iluh made a special for Tiara's most beautiful mother" said a young girl carrying a bowl of porridge in her hand.

The figure lying down was only smiling at the patter of her tears.

"Thank you, son."

"Daughter Mother is very good." said the figure was soft and could only open her eyes.

Tiara placed the bowl of porridge on the table in the corner of the room. The girl stepped towards the cot and fixed the position of the cloth that enveloped her mother's body.

"Mother why are you crying?"

"Is there a tiara wrong with you?"

"Tiara apologizes mother, Tiara promises to obey Mother" said the little girl while holding her fingers, from the look of her innocent eyes began to look dew-dew tears.

"No, Son."

"Become good boy."

"Tiara always makes Mommy happy."

"Mother is proud to have such a beautiful daughter like Tiara."

"It is not wrong that your late Eyang gave the name Pearl Rahmani."

"That has the meaning of a beautiful princess full of affection" concluded the bed-ridden woman to her son.

Tiara's flickering hands wiped the tears on her cheeks, at the kiss of the woman's forehead lying down, a moment later the girl stuck her head with a few pillows so that her position was higher, lovingly in her bribe the mother with her frail hands.

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