Dowager Bohay

Netijen Power

Rendi does what Djiwa says. He contacted one of his acquaintances and told him to create content.

"Well, here's what you want." Rendi sent the results of her work to Djiwa the next day.

Djiwa was sitting relaxed in the living room of the Rose house while enjoying ginger milk made by Iman. "Udah finished?"

"Udah. Let's go back to Jakarta soon" replied Rendi.

Djiwa shook off a smile. "Anybody want to go back to Jakarta? I also. I don't know how long we have been in this village. Like, my longing for the rose is higher than the mountain back there!"

Djiwa turns on her phone and plays a video sent by Rendi. In the video, a woman talks on camera.

"Gaes, today I'm going to give you a mother-memak challenge, they have to cook me this kale!" The selebgram raised the kale it carried and was shown to the camera. "There is a prize for the winner. I will give you five hundred thousand if the cuisine made by this lucky mother is delicious, if not delicious also get two hundred thousand money. Who is lucky this time? Come follow me inside!" The selebram then entered the mini market with a camera that continues to record its activities.

Two mothers shopping together. Both are comparing which cooking oil is cheaper.

"Good day beautiful mothers. I want a mother's chalange. Want to not cook me this kale? If the cooking is good I'll give you five hundred grand!" selebgram said with great enthusiasm.

"Huh? Five hundred grand? Want dong!" The two mothers heard that they would get five hundred thousand dollars straight four-five spirit. Forgetting the discussion about cooking oil.

"Can. Mothers can follow both. The loser will get two hundred thousand dollars. Ready it?"

"Ready!" answer the two mothers with enthusiasm.

"It's not just the money you get, the materials I'll buy." The scene accelerated. Selebgram took some groceries and two pieces of rice production company Jasmine.

"Come on, let's see the cooking!"

The video also shows two mothers cooking rice and side dishes on the front page of the minimarket that has been provided. The camera highlights how the rice cooking process is done. This is indeed the reques of Rendi.

Djiwa watches the cooking duel video until it's over. His forehead is deep. "Ren, what are you doing? This is even making the content unimportant!" djiwa Protest.

"That's exactly my goal, Wa. If we get too frontal against them, we can get legislated. Wear a smooth way. I know that you are impatient. We must not add to the problem with the law. This is the bait that I spread to attract the attention of netijen,"

"Next julid netijen I will put in the comments column. Let them make a lot of comments and this hot topic spreads in the community. Journalists will not miss this, right? Surely the news about the rice production company Papanya Melati dioplos will be reappointed. A big blow, right?" the word Rendi explained at length.

"Well crazy, what a pinter lo. Can dribble public opinion and make it a wild fireball that is ready to burn the atmosphere. How many are watching?" ask Djiwa.

Rendi checks the spectacle on the Itok Itok app. "Kingrat, Wa. 2 Thousand likes."

"Wow, hurry too? Is it because most people play cell phones too often? His work continues to improve the application. Now julid's netijen you're in yet?" ask Djiwa.

Rendi showed a comment column containing netijen which he was assigned to make a comment that provoked other netijen curiosity. "Let's read this same one." Rendi pointed to the example of two netijen that he asked.

"Such a child can get that windfall. Hope the luck is nular. Is that rice so ugly? Isn't that the famous rice, huh? How is the rice so bad? I think there's a fragment of it?"

"I also want dong to follow. I cook it but use the rice that I used to wear. Badly made rice, won the brand but mixed content. Can't it be true that it was told on TV that the rice was dioplos? First good doang eh next oplosan rice sold."

Then there's a comment in the comment.

"Then anyway? I tried checking my own too ah."

"I used to use that rice since I first came out five years ago. Now the quality is really bad. Same thing first. Don't you really dioplos anymore?"

"It's really mine too ugly."

Djiwa read one comment after another with a satisfied smile on her face. Now is the time to destroy the Melati family's efforts.

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Attack after attack began to aggressively Djiwa do. The Melati family is increasingly cornered, especially with news in the mass media that says that the rice produced by the Melati family company is oplosan rice.

"Why is this hot ball rolling without you knowing?" maki Papa Melati at an impromptu meeting he held.

All the employees who attended the meeting lowered their heads. Afraid to see the boss' wrath.

"Our sales are plummeting and many rice agents are returning our products? Crazy one! What have you been doing all this time?" One by one the employees were stared at by Papa Melati. No one dared to raise their head. Everyone was afraid to see their big boss angry.

"I don't want to know, redam this issue! Don't keep warming up and making us lose!" Papa Melati left the meeting room and returned to her room. Melati faithfully followed her Papa's steps.

Brakkk

Papa Melati thumped the table in her room tightly. He turned around and now grumbles at his daughter's incompetent work.

"What are you doing until our cheating is known to the media? Said you could handle this project alone but what?" papa Melati's tirade to the princess only wayangnya.

"Sorry, Pa. I will fix all this mess" said Melati with her head bowed.

"fix? Fix it with what? You see for yourself, no, our losses every day continue to grow! Want to make Papa's company more ruined you?" maki Papa Melati's.

Jasmine shook her head. "No, Pa," he answered slowly.

"You're all!" Papa Melati ruffled her hair in annoyance. "How is the search for the soul? Have met?"

Melati shook her head again. "Yet, Pa. In the stalls, the houses of his parents, the apartments and the company never once did Djiwa reveal the trunk of his nose."

"Have the GPS been tracked?" ask Papa Melati.

"It has. Looks like Djiwa already knows that we've been tracking him all this time via GPS. His number has never been activated, nor has his car been seen on CCTV since leaving the village where it was last tracked. The soul seems to be lost to the earth," replied Melati.

"missing? Who said he was missing? This must be all of it! Search until you can! Get Anton and his men the right job! Papa doesn't want to know, don't let our company be destroyed because of Djiwa!"

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