Duhai Wanita

10. Mr. Edward Indrayana

Today Budi is quite busy starting from meetings on employee performance evaluation to achieving maximum profit targets. However, Mr. Rahardian hired Budi to get a big profit.

Actually Budi does not have to jump directly, all of them have their own parts. Just waiting for a report from his subordinates. Of course with concrete evidence is not just black on white.

Nit nit nit…..

Intercom sound in the room Budi.

“Iya Irma.”

“Telefon from Mr. Edward Indrayana line one.”

“Connect.”

“Good, Sir.”

“Assalamaicum. Good day, Mr. Edward. Can I help you?”

“Siang Mr. Budi. I just say hello to Mr. Budi. I haven't contacted Mr. Budi for a long time. How is Mr Budi?”

“Alhamdullilah I am healthy, Sir.”

“How about Rangga’s Hotel & Resto? I heard Mr Budi is now GM ?”

“Wah, very quickly you heard I became GM. It's just a formality, sir. All decisions are in the hands of Mrs Poppy. I'm just a regular staff.”

“Ha.ha..ha..ha...ha.before Mr. Budi likes to be humble. I haven't seen Budi in a long time. When will Pak Budi have time to meet with me? Could tonight? We have a relaxed conversation. “

Relaxed conversation? Since when did Mr Edward invite him to a casual chat? The word of kindness in the heart.

When Mr. Rangga was still there Mr. Edward always tried to attract Budi to work at his hotel and match Budi with his daughter named Charisa.

Charisa is a beautiful and smart young woman. But beautiful and smart can not make Budi fall in love. Somehow Budi's feelings say that Charisa can not be made a wife. I don't know where Budi is

think like that. He never tried to investigate Charisa.

“Can, Sir. But only from seven to eight.”

“Loh why can only be up to eight.”

“Jam eight and above my break time. If the curfew is not limited later I am too reached.”

“OK I wait at restaurant ……. Of hotel …….  At half-time seven, " said Mr. Edward.

"Good sir I Insya Alloh I will come.”

“I wait for Mr. Budi. Good day.”

“Waalaikumsalam good afternoon Mr. Edward.”

I close the phone while breathing. Tonight seems like it's going to be a tough night for him. He prayed that Mr. Edward would never impose his will again.

By late afternoon Budi called his mother and said that he would come home late because there was a dinner invitation.

“Evening with whom?” ask Bu Tiara.

“With Mr. Edward, Mah.”

“Pak Edward who offers high salary if you want to work at his hotel?’

“Iya.”

“Why did he take you to dinner?”

“Budi also does not know, Mah.”

“Yes, already order Mama carefully and take care of yourself. Don't come home too late. Looks like Mr. Edward hasn't given up on making you his son-in-law. Mama wishes Budi the best.”

“Yes, mom. Assalamualaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam warohmatullohi wabarokatuh.”

Budi turned off his cell phone, getting ready to pray at the mushola. Usually if Budi overtime he prayed together with the employees of Rangga’s Hotel & Resto, even the visitors of the restaurant joined the congregation.

Mushola restaurant is crowded. Maybe because tomorrow is Saturday, many are eating dinner at the restaurant either with family or with friends. Most of them just came home from the office, visible from their clothes that use work clothes. Before they started eating they took turns to pray in the mosque. Hmm it looks like the mushola should be enlarged again. Later if Miss Poppy comes to visit should be talked about musholah.

Adzan magrib has reverberated, Budi quickly took ablution, he does not want to be left behind congregational prayer. It seems that one of the visitors became a priest, everyone was getting ready to pray.

After the prayer magrib Budi went to see Mr. Edward. Along the way Budi did not stop praying for protection and was given the best. Arriving at the hotel .... Budi directly headed to the restaurant .... Mr. Edward did not come alone he came with his daughter Charisa. Budi sighed. Mr. Edward must have wanted.

“Goodnight, Sir,” saya Budi.

“Ah, good night Mr. Budi. Finally Mr. Budi came too,” said Mr. Edward as he shook Budi's hand and patted his shoulder.

“You still remember my son Charisa?”

“Of course, Sir,” replied Budi.

“Nona Charisa how are you?” greet Budi while extending his hand.

“Good, Mas Budi,” Charisa replied while greeting Budi's hand and about to hug Budi.

With reflexes Budi kept his distance with Charisa. Charis was embarrassed to accept rejection from Budi.

“Sabar Charisa, later also Mr. Budi will soon make you his mahrom,” said Mr. Edward.

“Isn't that so, Mr Budi?”

Just be quiet and say nothing.

“Please sit PaK Budi.”

Then they sat down and the waiter gave a menu list. Choose a special menu from the restaurant. Perhaps it can be used as a recommendation for additional menus in Rangga’s Resto.

They enjoy the night tomb while talking about the development of business in Indonesia. Charisa turned out to be a good business woman. His knowledge in the field of business cannot be underestimated. But Mr. Edward still wants Budi to be Charisa's husband. Mr. Edward wants Budi to continue all his efforts.

It is heavy if this is the case, Budi said in his heart.

Suddenly a call came from Budi's phone. Poppy's name on her phone.

“Sorry Sir, I have to receive the phone first,” said Budi asking permission.

“Please Mr. Budi.”

Then Budi slightly away from the table Mr. Edward so that the conversation is not heard by Mr. Edward.

“Assalamualaikum, Bu”.

“Waalaikumsalam, Mr. Budi. Where else is Budi sir? Is it still in the office?”

“No, Mom. I was having dinner with Mr. Edward.”

“Pak Edward? Mr Edward who?”

“Depart me tell me.”

“Mother need what?”

“Pak Budi I'm hungry. I want to eat sea food. But Bang Reno hasn't come home from practice yet. Pak Budi can not nemenin I eat sea food?”

“Can, Mom. Later I said first to Mr. Edward because I have to send Mother.”

“Not good same Mr. Edward. Later when it's over for dinner.”

“Nothing, Mom. The sooner I go from here the better.”

“Iiihhh how the hell is he talking? Mr Edward is a terrible person, yes?”

“Surely mommy wants to hold her hungry?”

“Yes, do not want Mr. Budi.”

“Meet me to Mom's house now. It was a long time ago, yeah. Assalamualaikum.”

“Waalacumsalam.”

He hung up his phone and went back to his seat.

“Sorry if our conversation was interrupted,” said Budi.

“It's okay Mr. Budi.”

They continued their conversation. As the owner of the hotel & restaurant, Mr. Edward praised the lunge. Mr. Edward said it was lucky if a businessman had workers like Budi who was diligent and loved his work. Not in vain if Pak Rahadian chose Budi to be made GM.

At eight o'clock I go home. Actually Budi was already thirty years late from the time he promised to Poppy. From earlier Budi tried to stay away, but it seems that Mr. Edward tried to hold Budi to linger talking to him.

Finally at eight Budi ventured to return home. Because he always imagined the face of a pregnant pregnant woman.

“When we eat together again. I am happy to discuss with young people who have a work spirit,” said Mr. Edward.

“Insya Alloh, sir if I am not busy,” replied Budi.

“Ha ha ha ha, Mr GM is now busy once.”

“I'm sorry Mr. Edward – Miss Charisa. Assalamualaikum.”

Budi left Mr. Edward and Charisa.

“Bener-ener prospective dream daughter-in-law. But it's really hard to get a daughter-in-law like her,” said Mr. Edward while watching Budi from behind and getting away.

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