Finding the Heart

Finding the Heart
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Today all the staff are preoccupied with their respective affairs. The company is developing its wings to go into the market share of europe and southeast asia. Dicky's been busy with his busy work agenda today. Setumpulan files on his desk must be double-checked to minimize errors that occur.


His secretary was no less busy, the file of goods in and out must be neat right away. Likewise with data that must be sent to colleagues and prospective business partners. This month Dicky won a major bid to export the flagship commodity to European market share.


Drrr.... Drrr...


Ringing the phone at her desk stops her work for a moment.


"Sorry sir, there's a phone call from London for you on line three"


"okay, okay. Connect immediately"


While checking work on his laptop screen Dicky receives a call from his colleague in London. His old business partner's there. Before long he finished talking, his phone rang.


Drr.... Drrr...


"Hello ... "


"Halooo's.... Uncle Dicky"


"Eh ..."


Dicky paused for a moment. Watching his phone screen, an unknown number. And the voice of the little boy ... Yahh... Dhikas.


"Dhika?"


"Yeah... Right. One hundred make, Oom Dicky"


Haha.... Dicky laughed


"Where's the prize, Oom. Oom Dicky can guess your voice"


"Goddessaahaaa....."


Dhika thinks hard what he should give to his favorite handsome Oom.


"Awaa... Something"


"Something what?"


"Rb ... Haa.... Siii.aaa.."


Haha .... Dicky laughed again at the cute boy.


"Whose phone is this, Dhika? Not your Mama or your Papa, is it?"


"Save it, Oom!"


"Hmmm..."


"It's mine ... Papa bought me yesterday. Gifts 'cause I ain't no bad, Oom"


"Hmmm... So yeah. If so, then Oom save. Eh.. by the way, what are you, baby?"


"Again the phone with Oom Dicky"


Olala... Yes, I thought Dicky. This kid's making him gemes half to death. He had not seen his nephew for a long time.


"Love you too"


Dicky smiled at himself. He wanted to immediately finish all his work now and go straight to Dhika.


But what power, he still has to fight again with his work that is already on the verge of his deadline.


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At 19:00 wib, Dicky just pulled his vehicle out of the office parking lot. Very good overtime these few days. And tonight he intends to meet Dhika.


Dicky stopped by for a while at his grocery store, gave him some chocolate cake and after that he still took the time to stop by one of the malls. He bought a special gift for his nephew.


Exactly at eight and ten minutes, his car was parked in the yard of Yudha's house.


"Oom Dicky", cried Dhika from inside the house when he saw his handsome Oom coming.


"Halooo's... Bull"


Dhika hugs Dicky and kisses his handsome Oom cheek.


"Is this Oom bringing you something?"


"What is that"


"Take a guess!"


Dhika glanced at the big white plastic bag that Dicky was carrying. For a moment he thought, guessing what he would get.


"I know!"


"What?"


"Brown cake...?!"


"That's smart, pound this handsome Oom"


Dhika beesorak. He immediately took the big bag. He opened his first. Her favorite chocolate cake. Then the second bag, a new remote control toy. Maen is not happy Dhika. He hugged his beloved handsome Oom. Kiss her and say thank you.


"Dicky"


"Sister Risa, how are you, sister. How is Kak Risa's condition?"


"Thank God be healthy, deck. The baby is healthy too. We came from earlier? Oh my, Dhika. Did Oom Dicky come by and call Mama?"


Dhika just grinned while continuing to enjoy her favorite chocolate cake.


"Sir Yudha, haven't you come yet, brother?"


"Sir Yudha is having a raker in Bogor. He has not been home for two days. Otherwise miss tomorrow's schedule last raker. Tomorrow night he's home"


"Yes, that's it, brother. Dicky said goodbye first. Take care of the health of Risa and the baby in the womb. If there's anything call Dicky, brother"


Risa nodded her head. Dicky paused and kissed the back of his sister-in-law's hand. Dhika takes his favorite handsome Oom to the car and Dicky disappears behind the fence of the mansion.


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