Kancil Trio

CHAPTER 1

    Cantika is a cheerful girl who is kind and well liked by many people. He was an orphan, both his parents died in an accident. At that time he was only thirteen years old and was in junior high school. Cantika has a sister named Erlangga who is adrift of age ten years with him. Now he works in the marketing division of a company that produces various types of goods for the needs of everyday society. For example instant noodles, bath soap, laundry soap, toothpaste, shampoo, soft drinks, biscuit cake and Snack.

    The company that was given the BERKAH JAYA belongs to a successful young entrepreneur. He is Al Fatih Green Hakim, a mixed Indonesian-American man. A good boss and always pay attention to the welfare of his employees. Although the company has only been established for five years, its net income is billions per year.

    It's been a year since Cantika worked for the company. Cantika also feels happy working there, in addition to his salary is quite large, his office friends are also good. There are rules applied by the company, female employees must dress modestly and closed are prohibited from looking sexy. Muslim employees can wear a hijab. Working time should not talk much let alone gossip. If the illness is referred to HARAPAN Hospital so as not to incur medical costs because the Hospital still belongs to the Fatih family. 

"Cantika, please file the sales report this month is given to Mr. Alif," ordered Bu Yuni who is the head of the marketing division.

"Ready Ma'am!"

"When you're done, eat this!" Bu Yuni gave me a box of food.

"Thank you, Mom. You know if I'm hungry again" Cantika smiled broadly at her boss.

"Yes, I know you haven't had lunch. Because it's too busy making the end of the month report." 

"okay, Mum. Then I'll go first, yeah." Cantika quickly went to the top floor where the Assistant Boss was.

On the top floor where the office of CEO BERKAH JAYA is located. Now Cantika is standing in front of the door of his Assistant Boss. He was about to knock on the door, but the door opened from the inside.

"Eh Cantika, what's wrong?" Alif assistant Boss Fatih greeted him

"You're giving me the sales report this month, sir."

"Oh, I happen to be going to the boss's room. You come with me!" bring Alif.

Cantika also stepped foot following the Assistant Boss. Inside the simple but comfortable office, Fatih was sitting on the sofa crossing her legs. He smiled welcoming the two subordinates.

"Where's this month's sales report?"

"This, sir." Cantika submitted her report file.

"Thank you." Fatih accepted it then checked it out.

"Good ... You can go back to your place." Fatih is satisfied with the results for this month.

"Excuse me, sir." Cantika returned to her place.

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     A handsome, blue-eyed man was sitting in his big chair behind a desk bearing his name there. ALEXANDER GREEN ANDERSSON, he is the CEO of a large American company called GALAXY. 

     Alex calls people to him, and his loving family calls him Al. Alex is a successful young entrepreneur. He has been in business since he was in high school. He owned several ranching and mining companies, as well as a relic hotel of his late mother and his maternal grandfather.

     While he started his own business establishing an IT company, when he sat in the upper second-middle class. He also established a halal restaurant with Fatih, while sitting in college. He recruited many talented young people who had the creativity and willingness to realize what was in his brain. Alex never limits his subordinates in making things. He will support it and fund all the necessary expenses.

     Since young Alex has been surrounded by people who are loyal to him. They are always loyal and become subordinates who always obey their superiors. Even if they have to sacrifice their lives.

"Drrrr"

"Drrrr"

"Drrrr"

The sound of a cell phone on his desk rang. And without seeing who was contacting him, Alex immediately picked up the call.

"Hallo!"

"Assalammu'alaikum Al's. Where's greetings?" There was a familiar voice across there.

"Wa'alaikumsalam Fatih's. Tumben you called me at this hour. What's up?"

"Hehehe .. ask. Are you going to attend a meeting of entrepreneurs from Asia Pacific, which will be held in Bali?"

"It doesn't look like I'm coming to the meeting."

"Because I'm still tired of just getting back from Italy. There's a rat trying to tease my company there" Alex said.

"Oh. I thought you wanted to come to Indonesia."

"Of course I will also come to Indonesia, but open to work. But I want a vacation there." Alex smiled at the thought of his cousin's face, which must have been sour because he felt stained.

"Well, it's up to you. I was going to ask for money to grow my business."

"It is not a smooth business, even today you produce many of the latest output items. And I know you can profit a lot."

"You know I just bought an oil palm plantation in Sumatra. And now I want to make a few more factories to produce additional goods whose demand continues to increase," sounded an annoyed tone from Fatih.

"What do you ask me for money. It's not that you have a lot of money from some of your companies in America" Alex said, smiling and Fatih did not know.

" That's the company Grandpa's giving, Al."

"Please ask Papa Khalid, there!" Alex still had a smile on his face.

"Well, if you ask to be accompanied by a walk while playing here." Fatih directly closed her phone.

"I'm angry with him." Alex smiled with satisfaction as he made his brother upset.

"Fernando you're coming with me to Bali, Indonesia." Alex called his assistant.

Hearing the word Indonesia Fernando can already imagine how much work he will do there later.

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Drrrrt, though,

Drrrrt, though,

Drrrrt, though,

    

The sound of the cell phone sounded so loud in the quiet morning. Cantika's hands flailed to the table by her bed looking for a sounding object. With her eyes still closed she pressed the call button.

"Assalammu'alaikum, hello," with his voice still raucous because he just woke up.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Cantika," came the voice of a woman who did not lose her voice. 

"Yes, what's wrong with Bu Yuni? Tumben called early in the morning."

"I ask you to replace it later to go to Bali with Mr. Fatih and Mr. Alif."

" Balinese?" Cantika repeated the place he had to go.

" Yes, Bali."

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