Kartika Family

Mr. Sugara

the Sugara Building Group mission vision meeting immediately began, it appeared that assistant Mr. Sugara delivered a presentation on the projector that had been prepared.

discussions also took place between me and some representatives of the government. Mr. Sugara was just listening to the meeting.

" so in essence Miss Kartika, Mr. Sugara wants to ask for help to the Kartika family to be able to enter Dubai and invest there." continued assistant to Mr. Sugara seriously and calculated.

" the willingness of Mr. Sugara is very large to expand the wings of our company." continued the assistant.

" i understand sir." continued me seriously and calculatingly.

" i will definitely help you by contacting our company branch in Dubai, and the government is there to take care of your request." I replied while looking at Mr. Sagara who was at the end of the meeting table.

my statement earlier seemed to make Mr. Michael Sugara so calm and a little comfortable.

" it is not wrong that it is descended from the Kartika family." welcome Mr. Sugara who made our attention to him.

" young yet very good business intuition." praised Mr. Sugara with his friendly smile.seen some people in the meeting room agree with the statement from Mr. Sugara.

" if you can tell, how old is nak Marischka..?!" exclaim Mr. Sugara with a little seriousness.

" emm..., I happen to be only 16 years old sir.." answered me with a bit of embarrassment and somehow I glanced at Roby who was next to Mr. Sugara.

" wahh.., it happens that my son is the same age as the son of Marischka.." he continued enthusiastically and a little proud.

I just nodded and smiled thinly as if understanding the situation, while Roby, looked Roby was just smiling pretentiously cool while looking at me.

" yahh.., an unexpected coincidence." continued Mr. Sugara with a smile and looked towards the luxurious watch he was wearing.

with a little surprise he noticed his watch and somehow Mr. Sugara slowly stood up from his seat.

" lords like our meeting this time we end first today." continued Mr. Sugara who has now stood. All the audience who were in the room looked towards Mr. Sugara.

" seeing it's already night.., my attendees invited me to dinner first..!"

" we continue another day, while waiting for news from our young lady." continued Mr. Sugara while looking at me.

" well sir we understand." replied one of the government staff quickly.

no matter how long the meeting participants stood from their seats, while I remained focused on the sheet of paper from Mr. Sugara.

" let's eat first kartika...?!" invite Mr. Sugara kindly who turned out to be behind me.

I was a little surprised because Mr. Sugara was behind me. I spontaneously turned towards Mr. Sugara and Roby who turned out to be behind me.

" ohh.., good Mr. Sugara..!!" connect me with a little surprise and look clumsy.

it looks like Mr. Sugara saw me who is now rushing to clean the sheets of paper on my desk, but somehow I was suddenly nervous and made my paper fall apart everywhere.

" help Marischka's son Roby..."

" cook you insensitive anyway." continued Mr. Sugara while slightly teasing his son.

" thank you, sir." I said quickly as I tidied up the sheet.

Roby immediately helped me tidy up the sheet of paper, but I quickly finished the paper, so Roby just smiled at me.

" let's go.." take Mr. Sugara kindly while waiting for me who this time cleaned up the tote bag that I brought earlier.

" let's Mr. Sugara." I replied kindly.

immediately, Mr. Sugara and I walked to the restaurant on the lower floor, and all the other guests and government staff followed us from behind.

on the way to the place to eat, Mr. Sugara and I told a lot about my grandmother. It turns out that Mr. Sugara and the old grandmother know each other, especially about the business that Mr. Sugara runs now.

hearing Mr. Sugara's words, I just smiled. While listening to Mr. Sugara's story, suddenly my phone rang from inside the tote bag I was holding.

cring.kring....

" sorry Mr. Sugara." exclaimed as I searched for the device in my bag and slightly moved away from our entourage.

it turned out that Mr. Alfred from the house told me that my invitation was a little late because I was stuck in traffic in the city.I also understood what Mr. Alfred meant and immediately ordered not to worry about me.

immediately I headed to the dining place on the first floor, it turned out there was ready some restaurant staff to serve us.

" kid Marischka here..!!" invite Mr. Sugara while waving my hand towards the new me until. seen there Mr. Sugara sat with Roby while accompanied by waiters who were writing their orders.

smiling and nodding, I walked up to Mr. Sugara and Roby sat down.

" let's sit here with om and Roby.."

" who knows the soul mate." continued Mr. Sugara with a small laugh. looks Roby who was drinking a little choking because of his father's joke.

I also just smiled to hear the joke of Mr. Sugara, even though I was a little shocked and embarrassed, but the situation was usually resolved.

" well.., son Marischka want what message..??" asked Mr. Sugara while looking at me who was putting a tote bag.

" i drink only, Mr. Sugara." continued me while looking at Mr. Sugara.

" well..., another diet huh...??" seduced Mr. Sugara while smiling at me. Hearing the words of Mr. Sugara, I just smiled and seemed to agree with his words.

" no need to diet, om sure there must be many who approach you.." again the praise of Mr. Sugara makes me a little embarrassed.

" mister Sugara was too complimentary..."

" i'm far from perfect." I humbled and blushed in embarrassment.

I don't want compliments from someone to make me float, considering I'm far from perfect and there's a lot of new things I need to learn.

" boy Marischka is too humble." continued Mr. Sugara with a proud smile.

" well Roby.., you should follow what Marischka wants to do.." this time it was Roby's turn who was satirized by his own father.

" yes father.." continued Roby quickly.he heard Roby's voice that was not comfortable when advised by his own father.

I see Roby a little upset because of the words of his father, indeed when the meeting was Roby often advised his father.

not long after, the orders we ordered one by one came at our table.

" please nak Marischka.." continued Mr. Sugara kindly.

" thank you very much, Mr. Sugara." I replied as I began stirring my order warm lemon tea.

" let's call Om nak Marischka.."

" let it be more familiar." exclaimed mister Sugara kindly and smiling meaningfully.

" good om Sugara.." answered me with a sweet smile typical of me.

we started a conversation about many things about the business world and various issues that circulated, but our conversation had to end when Mr. Sugara had to return to Jakarta.

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_ to be continued