DRIBBLE

CARBALAS

Sunday morning was really used by Guntur to take a complete rest from his busy life as a leader in his papal heritage company. Now his days are busy with work in his office, leaving early in the morning home in the afternoon and sometimes even have to go home at night when there are projects that must be reviewed far outside the city.

Akitifatsnya in a crowded office makes his lecture keteteran. This is also a dilemma for him, on the one hand he feels heavy if he has to leave college but on the other hand he also has to run his company on his papal will which is also no less important. Inevitably Thunder must take one decision to choose one of them, whether to continue college and submit the company to Mr. Iwan or focus on developing the company.

The dilemma continues to loom over him since two weeks ago after Guntur lived it simultaneously between college and office, it turns out the two can not live simultaneously. Especially now that his company is competing to win the tender of a large project with a value of hundreds of billions, Guntur is really required to focus if it does not want the soft food to be separated from his company. He must be agile to lobby from one relationship to another and often have to have intense lobbying meetings with important people behind the tender.

Big name Aryo Satriaji can at least ease his efforts in winning projects supported by the performance of Guntur which is not less brilliant with his papa. In particular, the figure of his papa was very influential and his company was famous for having a good reputation and was very respected. Although it is still very young to plunge into the two contractors who are full of fierce competition does not necessarily make the competitors feel in the wind. Precisely thanks to the intelligence that Thunder has with his brilliant ideas and breakthroughs proved able to make his competitors think again to defeat him. Evidently for tenders that are said to be small which is only hundreds of millions for the size of the company is very easy to win Thunder.

Finally because the situation and condition did not allow to be lived simultaneously, Thunder finally made a decision after careful thought. He decided to take a leave of absence in college first and chose to focus on handling the company. The decision made his best friend keiban pulung, Kunto got the legacy of his sport bike for his ride to go to college because Guntur makakai his papah car relics that have been previously served.

In his room, Thunder was busy in front of a computer monitor screen. His eyes focused on an article explaining the supernatural world of one of the sites. Sometimes his forehead looks shriveled deeply forced to think hard because of the explanation that does not understand it even often he has to repeat the sentences to be able to understand it. His imagination also drifted deep into the world of kebatinan while analyzing matches with what was felt in him so far. The new thunder came back with a mysterious palm found in his house a few days ago that was forgotten because of his busyness in the office.

Tok...

Tok...

“Guuun, please open there are guests tuh, mamah again responsibility,” exclaimed mamah Karmila from the kitchen.

"Yes maaaah." said Guntur then left his computer desk rushing towards the door.

Thunder came out of his room, momentarily turned his head to the kitchen look mamah Karmila was busy frying. Then his gaze was shifted to Kunto's room whose door was still tightly closed maybe he was still sound asleep, Thunder continued his steps to open the door that sounded still being knocked from the outside.

Kreteeeeeekkk.. door opened Thunder, in front of him stood a man in his 40s with a neat appearance but relaxed immediately smiling friendly. His face was quite handsome with a thin mustache decorating above the lips, the man was wearing a cream-colored shirt with small black stripes long sleeves folded half sleeves combined with blue jeans.

"Excuse me, is Milanya's mother?" the man said as soon as the door opened.

"Mmm, punten Om who is it, where are you from?" Tanya Thunder put suspicion in her heart.

"Oh, meet my mas Aji, Satriaji." replied the man extending his hand to shake his hand.

Thunder was stunned as soon as the man mentioned his name. His chest trembled, remembering "Satriaji" the name was the last name of his papa making Thunder just gawk at the man.

"I'm a schoolmate of Mila's mother's time in High School, I happen to have a job business in Bandung so all of you stop by," said Aji explained when he saw the dumbfounded expression of Thunder which he judged as an expression of suspicion.

"Oh, yes yes please come in Om, I briefly call mamah first." said Guntur let Aji sit in the living room.

The thunder passed leaving Aji in the living room, wondering what the man meant to look at his house. His attitude became full alert given the current status of his mother as an undeniable widow still looks beautiful with her proportional body and as the only child he must be a protector for his mother from the temptations of the male striped nose and BUDAR aka land crocodile. Gintur stepped quickly to meet the mother of Karmila who was still busy cooking.

"Well, there are those who say tuh," said Guntur teasing his mother.

"Hussst, ngaco! Don't be careless when you say, it's Gun's prayer," the murmur of Karmila turned to Gunturm

"Yeee, really mah it in the living room he said friend of mamah High School time, his name is Aji he said," said Guntur.

"Aji?" mama Karmila frowned her white forehead deeply.

"No, daydreaming.who's mah, former time at school yes, hikhikhik.." as long as Thunder poked the arms of the maam Karmila who was frying fish.

"Guntu...!" sudang mamah Karmila pointed the sodetan towards Guntur.

"Yes have changed the fish-fried mamah, nih.." said mamah Karmila while handing over her sodet or Indramayu people say susruk or also the cool language of spatula or sutil.

"Okay, okay my mother who is shantiiiik.." timpal Thunder received sodet.

Mamah Karmila passed from the presence of Thunder but did not go directly to the living room to meet Aji but went into his room to change clothes that were more closed because previously only wearing a tangtop shirt with minimal jeans subordinates. Moments later Karmila steps out to meet Aji who is waiting for her in the living room.

"Mila, how are you?" said Aji excited as soon as Karmila nongol in front of him.

Aji was stunned to look at Karmila who still looks beautiful even according to her more beautiful than in school.

"You look even prettier now, hehehe." said Aji reaching out to shake hands, which was immediately greeted by a handshake of Karmila.

"Ah, could you Ji. Uh, how do you know my current home address?" Karmila tries to divert Aji's temptation not to heed her praise even though she is flattered in her heart.

"I've been to your house for a long time anyway, said your mother you since the wedding said you live in Bandung with husband. I kept asking for the address and happened to be yesterday there was a business in Bandung, just looking for the address through Google maps uh it was also close to the hotel where I stayed, so deh can stop by," aji said with a smile that never stopped.

"Oh yeah, where's your husband Mil?" ask Aji.

Karmila who was smiling at hearing Aji's story, suddenly her face immediately turned grim. His mind is forced to return to remember Aryo by the question Aji asked.

"Why Mil?" tanya Aji again saw the change in Karmila's facial expression.

"Mas Aryo has died this month Ji," said Karmila slowly lowered her face.

"Innalillahi wainna ilaihi rojiun, sorry, sorry, I really do not know Mil," said Aji trying to reach Karmila's hand.

"It's okay Ji, yes maybe it's his destiny" said Karmila slowly.

Her heart rippled to feel something pleasant as Aji touched her hand not even Karmila made any effort to dodge when Aji clasped her hand.

But the romantic-looking atmosphere did not last long. Suddenly the window glass in the living room broke like someone hit it to make a very shocking sound throughout the house. Karmila immediately pulled her hand from Aji's grasp with her eyes wide open, her sitting position facing the window so clearly she saw how the glass suddenly broke.

"Karbala???" pekik Karmila in the heart.

Along with the broken window glass Karmila spontaneously turned his head and he saw the greatness of the figure of a black creature with dense fur covering his entire body that was very familiar.

"What's the mah?!" thunder exclaimed running from the kitchen and dizzy looking around the living room.

"What's Gun?!" follow Kunto out of the room with a confused face.

"No idea Gun, the window suddenly broke," said Mamah Karmila pointed to the window glass pretending not to know.

Everything rushed straight to the window whose glass was broken. Thunder dyed under the window followed by Kunto, they thought someone deliberately threw it with a stone but after checking around the window there was not a single stone lying on the floor under the window.

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