Husband Setting
Prospective Successful People
"Crazy Rich?" Both Dafin and Yoan raised their eyebrows in disbelief, "lu jan ngadi-ngadi, Ren ...," said Dafin who of course did not believe. Yes, of course, the people will not be this easy to contact Darren, especially they do not have a name in the world per-startup‐an which is so mushroomed in Indonesia in recent years.
"Yes, that's it ..," Darren opened his hands that were now resting on his knees. "She wants to be our angel investor, without much questioning and asking. We just have to explain in detail and accurately our service products, target markets, and market strategies. Yesterday also .. sorry, this .. I used to have you as the owner of the idea." Darren paused his words in order to ask for an impeachment and dramatic effect of course. For their sake, he had to endure the pain of his wife.
"Halah .. lo kayak ma anyone, Ren ... buruan gih, say what he wants." Yoan flicked her hands in front of her face so impatient to hear the good news from Darren. Or at least she hopes so. Good news is coming.
"Gue already gives a complete picture of what we have been doing so far, and arguably enough to help farmers, right?" Both men nodded their heads. Darren leaned his head forward, then the two people did the same. For a moment Darren turned to the two before continuing his words softly. "And he's waiting for the presentation of you two as soon as possible."
"What?" Yoan and Dafin jumped up with a strong surprised expression while a happiness grin appeared at the corner of their lips.
Darren grimaced as his eardrums rang for a little longer, he was unable to hear the sound, not even the howl of the wind. "you guys are tarsans, huh? Hobby screaming!"
"Lo no longer makes us smile for a moment, right? No longer pushing us, is it? My birthday is still a long time about ..," pursue Yoan who still does not trust her own ears. Two years of observation, one year of development, and two years have stood, with their money so blooming that they are willing to not feel the pleasure of the world when they are young, and now there are angel investors who can be said to even offer, it feels like a dream come true. Then the call of a successful man is soon embedded in this man who is considered unemployed.
"Gue won't be joking about something as serious as this .. and as long as you both know, we are offered, we are contacted, what it means, the prospective angel is quite interested in what we pioneered." Darren returns serious, though annoyed by what Yoan has said. What a brilliant friend but likes to give up easily.
"Lo's sure he has no motive behind it? Maybe he's nincing Dinka? Or ngincer lo's in-law?" Dafin had been frowning ever since, he was always suspicious of a sudden situation. Although in truth, he was happy to hear this, but of course he was very careful.
"My grandfather is special ... bar-bar and silly girl like her, how does anyone like it so much?" darren said with a lazy expression, "if my in-laws, it might make sense, anyway .. but I don't know, yes. He's never been seen in public, and the one who met me yesterday was just his assistant."
Darren seemed to show how busy and classy their potential investors were. Then he grabbed a business card that was in his wallet. "This is his assistant's business card, he said, if you agree, a private plane will be sent to pick you up, dan—"
"What?" scream them together until their bodies stand up. While Darren fell so shocked at the reaction of the two humans in front of him. ©️
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Jen circulated her gaze at the entrance of the cafe with a pretty slick retro feel. Vaya is a female creature that is scanned by her eyes. Then the wave of Vaya's hand in the far corner inside the cafe became a marker. Jen rushed to her best friend.
"A long time, anyway?" vaya protested, but the young woman's lips flashed a happy smile.
"Want to marry?" jen asked who was slightly distracted by the new unemployed sitting with a JC T-shirt attached to her body. "Again crisis to wear your own t-shirt? Can't buy another shirt?"
Jen put her little bag on the table first, then landed her body on the sofa. "We're both alone, right?" seeing enough seating for these four people, Jen was suddenly suspicious. Maybe it was Vaya trying to reconcile him with Darren. Jen smiled cynically inwardly.
"Nr ...." Vaya muttered as she directed her gaze towards the entrance, then turned to the phone next to her.
"Wait who, anyway, Vay?" Jen, subconsciously following Vaya's agitated movements, "there are others who will be here too?" tanyanya while turning her head back to Vaya.
"Yes ..he said he was otewe, but not yet, yes ..," said Vaya more to himself than to respond to Jen's question.
Jen's suspicions gather on one man, Darren, perhaps, and Darren enlists Vaya's help to reconcile the war in silence in his household. Jen felt she wasn't ready to talk here, and she didn't like it when people were interfering in her household affairs. He stood up with a cold and stern face.
"Where are you going?" Vaya, who was distraught in anxiety, was surprised to see Jen holding her bag again.
"Tell Darren, the way is too childish. Make your own problems, solve them yourself!" before it actually passed from the cafe. Even before he had time to enjoy a sip of a drink or a mouthful of food from this famous cafe.
"Jen .. wait a minute," prevent Vaya who finally found her voice back after getting stuck and confused to hear Jen's words.
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"Cited from various sources on Google"
