GOODBYE

51. china meeting

“Bby. Complete with letters,” said Kyai Sanusi.

Although Akas' hopes in this matter were frank between yes and no, he was stunned to hear his in-laws lightly say they could. “But, what does not include usury, Pak”

Kyai Sanusi nyengir, “The system is currently Jewish. If the money from the loan shark is even more Jewish, the same is true. You need money, it's up to you. Decide yourself. You used to work in the bank, too, right?”

Akas replace grimacing. Denely....

“Restore to his intentions only. Ask yourself, Jew, are you not this. We understand that God looks at the heart, not the outside. Jews who are praised by the Prophet there is also Iho, although only a handful.”

Mangosteen-grip. His intention was to help Yayang. How much this must have been worth a favor to him who was being hunted down by the target.

“According to the Father, it is time for your efforts to be raised. If it's bigger, maybe more people can come to work here, right? Nice of it,” Kyai Sanusi commented positively.

Akas continued to nod. “When use what savings money, Sih?” he asked.

“Ngak. That's to buy a house,” sambar Asih, firmly nian.

Husband grimacing. His father pretended not to hear, looked at the other majors while grimacing as well. Asih smiled looking at two of his five favorite men grimacing squared. The three, the Power Rangers were the swordsmen.

Yes already. This Yayang Rezekinya....

So, not until two weeks ago, the “ bailout fund developed” was also pouring out of the sky. Sir “sexy head" Yayang said many thanks. Drag jebret his fitting credit contract day, very steady.

But, Edi did not bother with this mistake. The important thing is to spray both ways. From the bank and from the bank. No longer does the priority scale apply. Simultaneously, yes meubel yes motor. Then, in the rear fender of the new duck it is plastered with a bright yellow sticker that reads, “Not the Corruption Result Babe Gue!” Nyebelin too, I don't know where she is. Not his own work, make in place of his friend who has a business making stickers.

Ono-ono....

***

Behind the fanfare of the outside world, Akas' spiritual dimension dissolves further with his dhikr. Dzikir Cahaya and dzikit Qolbi continue to experience syahdu in the nature of taste. Both are not hindered by external activity. Outside the road, inside the road. While laughing with Yayang some time ago, his memory of God continued to bounce. I don't know if the friend....

The holy verses of al-Qur’anul karim more and more are opening. For a while, these clues were kept to himself. As per the message of the teacher, “Do not feel entitled to tell without His rights. Later you will know when the right to convey. Now, shut up first. The more able to keep his secret, the better. And, more and more come.” When I received this message, I immediately understood. Because, the mouth feels locked tightly. He's really excited about this. An unusually shy segan.

However, the maujud of the Being has not deigned to say hello. If it is being viewed by Akas, it seems they are flamboyant, but the meaning is not yet clear. Just a little bit like that. However, Akas did not stare. Because, look at it with “cinta”. Use heart. Then look at the nonexistent. Like the song, that sweet black one....

Morning by noon, “Mas, there is Ci Alin,” Asih whispered quietly.

Akas who is being saddened to look at the “black sweet” part of the construction of physical facilities expansion of his business was turned, “Alin here?”

Asih nodded, “Pity, Mas, tangled once his face.”

I immediately moved to the living room. Asih said, Alin was waiting there. Alone, not with her husband....

“Good day, Ci. How are you?” sapanya, smile.

Alin raised his face, smiled back grimly, “This way, Mr. Kas. If I say well, obviously lie.”

I nodded in understanding. He shook his head at Alin, then sat down in that chair. Asih also.

“Pak Kas, am I bothering you?" ask this sister AMing.

“No word disturbed for me, for his family Enci. Don't hesitate. What was? Maybe I can help you?”

Alin smiled wryly, then remained silent for a long time.

“Ci, what's up?” ask Akas, slowly.

Alin looked at the former “manager” bread factory mama's age is still there, then began to speak. The sad story turned out as expected. In essence, Alin said that his marriage was difficult to maintain. Because, the behavior of the neon hero has been very outrageous. “He dared to take women home,” his sigh, then cry as much as he pleased.

Akas took a long breath. Asih moved to Alin. More and more shed the cry of this Chinese princess in the arms of Asih. I stared at this scene with a feeling carried away.

“Like that, Mr. Kas, Ma'am Asih. I have talked at length with Koko in Palembang, we agreed to sell this factory,” he said, slowly.

I'm surprised too, “Mau on sale?”

“Iya, than the hunt was taken over the polling family. Like the two shophouses in Cikampek.”

“Taken over?” I was surprised again.

Alin nodded, “That shop is now on their behalf.”

“Kok can?”

Alin was silent, his tears were rising again, “Ne do not know, Mr. Kas. I guess I can't take care of him. Previously, the shophouse letters were borrowed for credit guarantee. But, kongkalikong. The credit was deliberately stalled. It must have been stuck because the money was not played. The rukonya was confiscated, and the story was bought by their families using the loan money itself. Just flipping through the flow of money. Very cheap, like a loakan sale. There was no announcement of the auction either, knowing it was theirs. Like that's the big line. His detailed wits, I don't really understand.”

Acute head bobbles. This kind of cannibal story alone, “China eat China”. Like oranges eating oranges, or milk drinking milk....

“There is already someone ready to buy the factory, but Koko asked to be offered first to Pak Kas. If Mr. Kas wants to, let it be for Mr. Kas. Otherwise, it's okay,” Alin continues his remarks.

Akas sighed. “If about want, who won't? But, how much is it?” she asked.

Alin mesem sad, “Already counted the same who know how to count, the land all factory buildings and houses fall one point seven billion. We open price there.”

Breathing again. One point seven billion..., how many sacks of money is that? For example, all the assets of Kyai Sanusi plus the bread factory tool is rolled, sure not translucent as fifth. Even after adding all savings Asih.

“Weight Yes, Mr Cash?” Alin mesem, sadly still hanging.

“That's, Ci. Frankly not this dear.”

Alin laughs softly, “Don't force it, Mr. Kas. Koko is there too. But, he is indeed an admirer of the weight of Mr. Kas. I don't know, I fell in love. He said, if you had a sister, he wanted one like Mr. Kas.”

Akas laughed. Ono - sono wae AMing.

Asih who had just entered into, appeared carrying treats. For a moment they enjoyed the available treats, then Alin continued....

“Still in connection with all this, actually we want to ask for help to Mr. Kas. Because we, I in particular, do not know who to ask,” he said.

“As far as I can, I will help,” says Akas.

Alin smiled, “Look, Mr. Kas. Koko is sick..”.

“Ko AMing hurts?” Akas interrupted.

“Yes, it has been almost a month in hospital. The doctor said there was a problem in his kidneys. But, already dealt with, stay healing period.”

Mangosteen-grip.

“Ko AKim is also sick,” Alin continues.

“Lah, sick is that hotshot too? He said anti-sick? What pain?" Alin smiled.

In the past, AKim often brags saying that he is anti-sick. The fact is that it rarely hurts. At least it's just the wind.

“Collision, leg broken. It's been handled too. Just like Ko AMing, it's healing time. But, his legs are still digips,” said Alin.

Acquired head bobbles, “How was the collision?"

“Sedang kuntbut-kembutangan, nabrak cow nyebrang. The same bike is okay, Ko AKimnya mental to the gutter. Broken his leg.”

I shake again. Not much changed the AKim in Sidoarjo there. Still childish too. Golly, geez....