GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL
GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL 11
GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL 11
(Tien Kumalasari)
Restu stuttered to answer, because he had denied what he had said, or he had lied to his father, so that he could leave home sooner, for the sake of his promise to Lisa.
“Why silent?” said Mr. Broto in a high tone.
“Bapak ... it .. don't be angry first, it was a flat tire on the road,” he replied accordingly.
“If a flat tire, can't you call the office so that the driver takes care of it and you can get to the office faster?”
“Iya Sir, sorry. I just called the workshop to replace my car tire.”
Mr. Broto did not answer, his face was wrinkled. He then stood out from Restu's room, to enter his own room.
Restu heaved a sigh of relief, as his father did not urge him further. He immediately remembered his promise to Lisa, in order to immediately transfer the money to Lisa's account. But he saw the money in his account was running low. He came out of the room and headed to the finance room.
When he came in, he saw Mr. Karman, the financial manager was going out.
“Pak Karman, I no need,” said Restu stop pak Karman steps.
“Yes, mr Restu, what's up?”
“I want to take money now.”
“But I am being awaited Mr Broto at the moment Sir, can you later after I return?”
“But I need now. I ran out of funds for social activities at an orphanage.”
“Sorry sir, I met Mr. Broto first, because he looked hasty,” said Mr. Karman as he continued to pass out of the room, letting Restu stand pecking with an annoyed face.
Inevitably Restu stepped back into his room. Not until he got into the room, his phone rang.
It was a confusion because Lisa called.
For a long time he didn't pick it up, and the phone kept ringing.
Restu just lifted it after being in his room.
“Ya Lisa ..”
“Restu how is it?”
“Eh, my dear, don't be angry just yet. My dad was in the office and the finance manager was talking to him. Patience first, I will have to take money first.”
“Yeah, I've asked the leader for permission to be able to come out for a while to shop, but your money has not entered.”
“Alright, a minute yes, but this is not as big as usual, because I have not taken any more money.”
“What kind of leader are you, until you run out of money?”
“And most of the money I gave you, baby. You must understand that sometimes I also have to take it first in the office.”
“Alright, I wait, but promise yes, tomorrow should be added again.”
“Alright, baby, whatever I'll do for you,” said Restu who was then a little upset because Lisa cut the connection suddenly.
Restu immediately transferred the money
Just a few million, because he hasn't had time to take any more money.
***
Meanwhile, in Mr. Broto's room, Mr. Karman was sitting waiting for Mr. Broto who was checking the financial statements he worked on.
Mr. Broto seemed to shake his head.
“Why is so much money out with in the name of Restu?”
“Pak Restu handles all social activities on its own every month. The money said Mr. Restu donated to several orphanages,” explained Mr. Karman.
“Where is the donation fund receipt report?”
“Pak Restu has not given it to me Sir.”
“How are you, Karman? You can not carelessly spend money, without any clarity.”
“But Mr. Restu is always angry if I ask him. He said he was still left behind his room, or for some reason.”
“You really are an incompetent leader. This company can collapse if you easily spend money, just because my son asked for it.”
“I'm sorry Mr.”
“You should not be afraid even if Restu is my son.”
“This was also Mr. Restu want to ask for money again, not yet clear its usefulness.”
“Alright, from now on you can't spend money without my signature. Understand?”
“Good Sir.”
“Fix this report and look for receipts from every orphanage that gets a donation.”
“Good.”
Mr. Karman came out of the room, and got Restu was heading to his room.
“Newly finished?” ask Restu.
“Ya Sir. But if Mr. Restu wants to take money again, must get approval from Mr. Broto.”
“What? I'm Broto's son?”
“That was what Mr. Broto said. Let's fill the money-spending blank, then Mr. Restu ask for Mr. Broto's signature first.”
Restu's face was red with annoyance. He can't break his promise to Lisa, as Lisa threatens to leave him.
Just as she walked into the room, her secretary said that her father called her.
Restu stepped into his father's room, as they were wondering what answer he would say if his father asked about the money he always used.
Slowly he opened the door, and his heart was pounding. Surely the financial manager has reported all the money he used, it is proven that all spending money must be with the knowledge of his father.
“For once, where the hell have you been? Why isn't there in the room?”
“Sorry Sir.”
“Sit,” the father's orders firmly.
Restu dudu in front of his father's desk.
“For what have you spent a lot of money over the course of the year? Just today I had a chance to check it, and was surprised to see the report made by financial manager.”
“What sir Karman did not say that I only take money for social activities that I directly handle?”
“Does a leader like you have to handle all of that yourself? Is there no staff you can ask to do it?”
“I want to talk directly with the leaders of the foundation, so that they know what they really need.”
“Where is the proof of all that spending?”
“I never asked for it Sir.”
“You are what kind of leader Restu is, I think for a year you can drive the company properly. Turns out I was wrong to choose you to handle it, even if you are my own son.”
Restu fell down where he sat.
“From now on you can't take money directly, without having to agree from me. I don't like rambling around waiting for your answer, which will definitely upset me.”
“I'm sorry Sir, but now I promise to Yayasan Peduli For Duafa to be able to provide help.”
“What? The foundation has recently received help from us. And provide help or compensation there comes a time, not carelessly like you do.”
“But Sir ..”
“Already, already ... don't say anything more. Now I have to get back active in the company. Come out, and remember, spending money must be with my knowledge. You are ruining the order and making money unclear. I don't want to hear any excuses from you. Clearly, I no longer trust you,” said Mr. Broto.
Restu came out of the room with shaky steps. Lisa's angry shadow flashed across her head.
“A little bit I'm off guard, this company will be destroyed in the hands of my own son.”
***
Rio was packing his laptop from inside Wulan's car when suddenly Mr. Broto's car entered the yard. Immediately Rio saved his laptp, then came out to greet him.
“Rio,” greet Mr. Broto with a smile.
“Ya Pak.”
“Come to the terrace, grab your guitar, I want to listen to you sing,” said Mr. Broto as he stepped up then sat on the terrace.
Rio followed her in surprise. In the afternoon, the big boss wants to hear him sing?
“Come, that's your guitar isn't it?”
“Now Sir?”
“Front month,” sir Broto while leaning his shack into the chair.
Rio smiling. He saw Mr. Broto's face looked cloudy, there must be something that made him upset in the office.
Rio picked up the guitar which was located in the corner of the terrace, then sat a bit far in front of Mr. Broto.
“You didn't deliver mom shopping?”
“So mom just asked me to deliver, then asked me to go home, maybe mom Wulan needed me, she said.”
“O, good, so I can listen to you sing,” he said with a smile.
“Quick sing,” said Mr. Broto impatiently.
“What song is it Sir?”
“As for you, want to sing what song, the important thing I can entertain. You don't see my face tangled?”
“Iya Sir, I saw it.”
“Hm, many problems in the office. My head is dizzy, sing, so I feel more relaxed.”
Rio nodded, then started strumming his guitar.
“O my heart, won’t belive that you were left me. I keep my ears self that it’s true. I can get over anything you want my love. But I can’t get my self over you. Don’t forget to remember me.. And the love that used to be, I still remember you. I love you ……….
Mr. Broto raised his body, and followed the rhythm of the song while the mangosteen, even slightly following him when he memorized the verse.
Rio felt happy, once finished the song, Mr. Broto's face looked brighter. He clapped his hands very hard.
“Good Rio, the Don’t forget to remember me, my favorite song too,” exclaimed Mr. Broto.
“Again ?” Rio.
“Of course Rio, come on,” said Mr. Broto happily.
“Please, release me let me go .. for I don’t love you anymore ..”
“Wah, yes ... that cruel song, but good, I like the song, keep going ....” said Mr. Broto happily.
Wulan, clanging her guitar and Rio's voice, came out of the room, peered on the porch, and then had a smile that saw Rio singing in front of his father-in-law.
Mr. Broto heaved a sigh of relief as soon as Rio finished singing his song.
“True people say, singing can ease the burden of the mind.”
“Iya Pak.”
“Is that why then your face always looks radiant? Because you like to sing?”
Rio smiling. How can his face not always look radiant if every day can see the face of his heart adoration?
“Yes, come on, I want to take a break for a while, while waiting for mom to come home from shopping.”
“Actually I asked mom to call when it's done, so I can pick her up,” Rio said while putting his guitar back in its original place.
“Maybe you have not finished shopping, or choose to take a taxi, if he needs you will definitely call,” said Mr. Broto as he moved inside.
Rio exited the terrace, returned to the car then took his laptop. There was something he had to do about his own company.
***
“Already all bu Wulan,” said Pure when helping Wulan free.
“Good Pure, I think enough, now you rest.”
“Good Mom, I will arrange the table only, it was a symbol ordered so.”
“Alright, are we done cooking too? Come on. I help.”
“Let me, bu Wulan.”
“No, let me help, I've been used to working, it's not nice to let something unfinished.”
“Bu Wulan diligent.”
“You know from where, didn't you just yesterday come?”
“Simbok has told us a lot about bu Wulan.”
“Ah, yu Sarni it's overrated. Is it normal for a woman to do all the housework?”
“Bu Wulan is also humble.”
“Eeh, stop. It was a praise show to praise. Come to the back,” said Wulan while pulling Pure's hand.
***
Ms. Broto had been shopping for vegetables and all the kitchen needs with Yu Sarni but still remembered maybe there was something forgotten.
“What else ya Yu, anything less?”
“If I noted everything is already Mom, stay Mom want to add anything else.”
“Let's go to the cashier, then we drop our groceries in the daycare. After that to the clothes counter ya yu.”
“Mom want to buy clothes?”
“I want to buy for Pure.”
“Ah, Mother, Pure will still have, even if only one two.”
“It's okay, it's soon she will follow Wulan, so glad to have some new clothes.”
“Yah, Mother.”
Yu Sarni could not argue, he brought groceries to the cashier, and let Broto's mom pay for them, then put them in the daycare.
“Let's go up,” take bu Broto.
The two went up to the second floor, then took a look at the clothes on display.
“It's good huh Yu?”
“Do not expensive Bu, it is only for home.”
“Once in a while let him wear a rather expensive outfit. Already, you can't protest. This is also not an expensive one really, just plain.”
Suddenly Broto saw a beautiful woman, was picking clothes. But it's not the beauty of that woman that appeals to Broto's mom.
He approached, pretending to choose clothes that were near the woman. Then glanced towards his wrist. That bracelet, he recognized her very much.
***
Tomorrow again yes.
