ENDRO, THE BODYGUARD

THE OWNER OF THE WALLET

About fifteen years ago, Endro had a visit with investors of his tea plantation in the central Ghani Group company. Unintentionally, his eyes found a wallet that had fallen in the lobby.

Endro tried to find out the owner by looking at the identifier in the wallet.

"Endrooo's..." Suddenly, Arkhan's voice came from behind him. Arkhan approached the position where he was standing. He is still confused to pay attention to the ID card of the owner of the wallet he found. "Why are you still here, End? Didn't you want to go home?" Arkhan asked in astonishment.

"Yes... But I found this. It seems to belong to a new investor." Sahut Endro Seraya showed the ID card he held to Arkhan.

"Really... This is Mr. Arif, my client who has just become your plantation investor, End. Maybe he accidentally dropped his wallet." Arkhan said confirming Endro's allegations when he saw the photo in the ID card that his bodyguard presented to him.

"Do I have to deliver this wallet first? The address of the house is also not too far away, about an era is..."Thought Endro sounded asking for advice.

"Do I need to be with you?" Arkhan Tawar.

"No need... Let me deliver it myself. Poor son and wife are waiting at home. It's Nummi's birthday. I can thank him personally for his investment." Reject Endro.

"alright... I go home first. But remember... You mustn't be late. I don't want Nummi to cry on this important day." Arkhan.

"Wheel..." Endro grinned little.

"Be careful..." Arkhan said as soon as he left his guard.

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Sure enough, an hour less Endro finally found the address of the owner of the wallet. The house is quite luxurious, even almost equivalent to the Arkhan house.

Somewhat hesitantly, Endro got out of his car to ask the security guard of the house.

"Excuse me..." Endro called the security guard who was sitting at the guard post next to the fence.

"Yes, Sir. Can I help you?" Ask the security guard as he approaches him.

"Is this really Mr. Arif's house?" Ask Endro while showing a photo on KTP.

"Gee... That's right, Sir. This is my employer, Mr. Arif." The security guard confirmed.

"I want to meet him. I found his wallet falling. So I want to give it back. Can't you?" Tanya Endro sounded friendly.

"Oh... Just a minute, sir. I'll call him first. He hasn't come home yet, sir." Said Satpam.

"alright... I wait." Endro let the security guard call his employer.

"How's it?" Endro asked when he saw that the security guard had ended his call with his employer.

"Master come in first. My employer is coming soon. He stopped by his late mother's funeral first, so he's a little late, sir." Said Satpam while opening the gate for Endro.

Endro complied and immediately got back in his car.

After Endro entered the house of the owner of the wallet, a couple who still look young and the same age as him seemed to approach his position. The husband was holding their little son who was about three years old at that time.

"Good afternoon, Mister, Miss..." Sapa Endro was friendly to them.

"Sore, Master..." They are almost at the same time.

"Yes, Sir... I have a little need with him. Said the security guard, Mr. Arif will be here soon." Endro's law allows.

"Then please come in, sir. My father would be angry if he let guests just stand outside." Invite the man so friendly. The tiny toddler in his arms laughed at Endro.

"Yes Pardon... Sweetness..." Praise Endro while pinching the cheek of the toddler. Feeling the touch of Endro, the toddler stuck out his hand asking himself to be carried.

"Broth... Tumben our son is being sweet like that to strangers? I never want to be touched..." The man's wife looked confused on her own.

"Yes ma... Don't know either. I don't know what aura this master has..." The man was also astonished like his wife.

Endro just smiled hearing the husband and wife conversation before him at that moment. He happily carried the toddler and followed the husband and wife into their house.

Arriving inside, Endro is welcome to sit in the living room. She slurred her lisp mimicked the sound of a baby to talk teasing a toddler boy in her cradle.

"Master has a child?" Ask papa from the toddler she was carrying.

For a moment Endro fell silent. He showed a bitter smile on his lips. His mind wandered far away. "It's been... If they were, my wife who was pregnant with my son would still be alive..." Sahut Endro later. His face was so wistfully answering the question he had just received from the host. The clear liquid again filled his eye bags.

"Huh? M-ma-sorry sir..." The man seemed to feel guilty. His wife also felt bad to hear Endro's bitter answer in his ears.

Endro smiled again, trying to forget the sadness that had just penetrated into his heart. "It's okay... Just relax. It's all over..." Endro said as if not a problem.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." Someone was heard greeting from the main door of the house. He was none other than Mr. Arif, the person Endro wanted to meet at that time.

"Wa'alaikumussalam..." They are almost at the same time. They rose from their seats to welcome Mr. Arif.

Mr. Arif stepped up to them and hinted for them to sit back.

"Looohs... Not that you're the owner of the tea garden in that XXX town, are you? The person I met at Arkhan's company" asked Mr. Arif was surprised to find Endro there.

"Banar, sir." Endro confirmed it. "My name is Endro, sir." Said Endro introducing himself to Mr. Arif.

"Have you found my wallet?"

"Yes right, sir. That's my main goal coming here. At once I want to say hello to my father. I'm very grateful for your participation as an investor in my business." Endro.

"Waaahh. Thank you again, son Endro. You are young, but you can be successful like this. I'm very happy to be one of the investors in your estate. Especially in that city. In that city there is a memory that I cannot forget, even though I have not been able to come to it." Mr. Arif said nostalgically. A memory that Endro did not know was playing around in his mind.

Endro's forehead suddenly curly. There was a question in his mind, but he couldn't make it. Maybe a privacy for Mr. Arif that he does not need to know. He was still a cold man who did not like to ask a lot at that time.

He only smiled at Mr. Arif's words while nodding lightly.

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