I'M BETWEEN YOU AND HIM

IT FEELS LIKE THE DURIAN COLLAPSED

I stayed 3 days and 3 nights in Ranti's house. Helping to take care of your father until the third day. It's not mandatory. But I feel the need to do so that the atmosphere of the grieving family home is always warm and many people pray. Making the family left behind is not getting dissolved in sadness. Let it be, the important thing is that our hearts do this not for joy or happiness when left in death. Just honor by praying together hoping we all benefit and benefit because someday we will also be picked up by the Empyrean. Ruler of the Universe and the surrounding Nature. He is Allah, the Most Exalted.

I went back to my contract after 3 days. Enter everything to Hardi, Ranti's younger brother to take care of the father's tahlilan for up to seven days. Because I might not be able to help her anymore. In addition to not feeling good, also because I have to return to my real life. Because at Ranti's house, I sometimes hallucinated our status when we married first.

I also returned to my world. The world of a middle-aged man who is busy mending the cockside. I also began to dare to innovate to create new flavor variants so that my sembol customers do not run because they are bored with the original taste.

Actually, if I think my current job is far from the education I have. I'm a master in Marketing Management, but instead struggling with wheat flour and starch starches with chicken grinds and some flavoring. Very far, isn't it? Hhh... That is, I myself do not understand and can only smile myself considering this fate.

I can make a crab thanks to the mole in the rutan for almost 1 year and 6 months. The first time I made it, the comrades and the warden instantly praised it for its delicious taste. Even my sempolku is the most requested snack for additional menus in the rutan when there is a big event or there are guests from outside.

That's why I'm so confident in making chicken splints and taking the initiative to open a trading business.

I don't feel like time is rolling so fast. My business as time began to open up. Also I have started to draft proposals that I will submit to Mr. Anjar.

I also have found a partner who is right for our business later.

This Sunday morning Rosa and I had arranged a meeting with Mr. Anjar at her residence in Serpong Tangerang. Rosa will pick me up on the highway of Mount Sahari.

As agreed, we glided to the big house of Pak Anjar. Talk casually while enjoying lunch that his wife has prepared. What a relaxed atmosphere when it is serious.

"This is our villa certificate at Mega Mendung, Puncak! Use it well. It is up to you to be sold or made a guarantee. I'm giving it to your efforts! Notary issue, next week all will be taken care of his name change!" mr. Anjar's words made me and Rosa shocked. Somewhat less understanding.

"I mean father?"

"I'm old. It is time to draw near to my Lord. If I make a business deal with you, I'm worried about dying in the middle of the road, and that could be an obstacle to your progress. And I don't want that! I don't need you to bother anymore with financial reports! So, ...I'm handing you guys the full set up!"

I really don't understand his actions yet. Give us a certificate of villas for us to use as capital to start a business that has been agreed? Giving free of charge without any written agreement and the signing of an official loan agreement?

"My children have their own share. They also understand what I'm doing and I've also discussed it with my wife. We're gracing for your efforts that I see more social, Dika! Use it as well as possible. Cooperate with Rosa and ask her husband for help too!"

I looked at Mr. Anjar with teary eyes. I can't believe what I'm hearing and what I'm seeing. I was like a beautiful dream in a hole.

"I am kind, because the business you are in later is not a commercial venture. And it will take a long time to make a big profit. Therefore, rather than me senewen waiting for you to return the money while my life is still a little longer. I don't want to die curious because of the debt agreement with you!" mr. Anjar jokingly saw my response was very moved by his kindness.

"Learn to be a professional entrepreneur, Dika, Rosa! In business terms, collect as much profit as possible by looking at the opportunities. But in the real world, spread the benefits for the good and improvement of the world. And don't worry about the rewards of your kindness. For every action there will be a reward. Be it a commendable deed or an unspeakable deed. People call it karma."

What an immeasurable happiness. I really like getting durian collapsed. How much God loves people like Anjar. Suppose the world is filled with successful and great men of noble heart like him. Then be safe and sentosah all over the country. There is no poverty, let alone poverty. All average live happy, peaceful, prosperous sentosa.

Suddenly a housekeeper he told Mr. Anjar if there were guests who were also waiting for him to be home. He asked the guest to come in and join us.

Arif Borne? Vika's ex-wife?....

It's not just me who's surprised, it's not a bitch. But Rosa too. Because Rosa also knows who Arif Borne is and my problems with the cold guy who put me in jail for my dealings with Vika.

The face of Mr. Anjar looks bright. He introduced Arif to me and Rosa. And we play roles like we don't know each other. All we do so that Mr. Anjar does not know our past problems.

"Sorry, Dika, Rosa. Will you wait a minute for a cup of coffee?" pinta Pak Anjar to us.

"Ah, sir, I'm sorry! We think our business is done, we beg you to leave. We will inform you as soon as everything is in order and ready for launch!" Rosa tried to ask for permission because she was getting a little agitated and always glanced at me worried maybe I would make a fuss.

"Next week the notary is ready, I'll let you know!" answer Pak Anjar.

"Ready, sir! We apologize. Thanks again for your help. Also thank you for the banquet. Mother's cuisine is very good, we are very honored to be able to taste her cuisine. Please convey our gratitude to mom!" Rosa tried to mediate with her sweet words. It seemed like he was really worried that I had lost control and turned into a tiger. Hehehe....Rosa, Rosa! I just smile in my heart. Despite holding a grudge and anger with the man named Arif Borne, I was still sane to keep my attitude in front of my long-legged uncle.

We say goodbye. Rosa hastily pulled my hand out of Anjar's mansion. His face tensed with sweat droplets slowly dripping down on him. I could only laugh at Rosa's behavior.

Suddenly someone called my name. Making me and Rosa look at each other. Arif Borne called me? Want what? Want to take a one-on-one fight with me? Or want to extend his stale business again?

"Some thing I want to talk about! Can you wait for me for about 20 minutes?" he said it made me swallow and Rosa shuddered.

I finally nodded. I'm not afraid of you, snot boy! You want me to take me to the boxing ring or the football field, I'll jabani. My grouse is upset.

Arif back into the house of Mr. Anjar. Continuing his unfinished business.

While Rosa glared at hitting my shoulder irritated. He was so emotional watching me take on Arif Borne's challenge.

"You want anything else? Why do you agree with his words? Hadeeeuh, Dika! We are still taking care of the proposal with Mr. Anjar. And now, you even make a scene in his residence! Geez, geez ah! Make me stress! Please, take care of your attitude! Capital money is not yet liquid, you even make problems that are not important!"

"Hehehehe...santui is the boss of Rosa! Let's see first, what she wants is Arif Borne with me. If he's still flying the war flag to me, I'm ready to manly serve him."

"O Allah, O Lord!!! How am I supposed to be Dikaaa? If I stay you, afraid you're out of control nothing resuscitates. But if I stay here with you, haduuuuh!"

I laughed seeing Rosa with her frantic but funny behavior. I'm actually nervous, too, but not as sweet as Rosa. My heart was beating faster than usual, but I covered it with a smile and a laugh to calm Rosa down.

"Quiet, Ros! We are two grown-ups who have broken up. I think that Arif Borne will also not dare to act more in front of Mr. Anjar. Just relax!"

Rosa finally put her lips together trying to dampen her somewhat exaggerated emotions. His clear mind again spread along after he took a deep breath. And we were waiting for Arif in the parking lot of Pak Anjar's house.

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