Legionaries

Budiman Rudiantoro's

02 October 2018

At 20:12

CLAMPS! The sound of this lighters is indeed characteristic. Classic, but elegant. It's no use importing it all the way from Switzerland. The fire produced is also very high quality. There is a predominance of blue color on the tip. Such a beautiful flame can only be produced through a combination of a sterile fireplace system with first-class spiritus fuel. The quality of this kind of fire also contributes to maintaining the original aroma and taste of tobacco in the pipe.

Satisfied sucking the end of the pipe, a smoke of pleasure I proudly thrust into the air. The white smoke rolled up cheerfully. I don't have to worry about the smell of the sky that it could cause a few hours later. This workspace is designed with excellent air circulation. Specially designed ventilation holes are deliberately placed at several points by adjusting the wind direction. That's why this room does not need the services of a cooling machine at all. Although its function is not as a mere air conditioner, small fans installed in several corners of the room are quite capable of carrying out their duties. That is to set the route of air change through the ventilation holes available.

Speaking of tobacco, I think I'm worthy enough to be called khatam with that opium stuff. I have spent half my life traveling abroad to taste various types of tobacco around the world. Each type and variant offers its own taste which is the identity as well as the selling point that is very prestigious of each tobacco producing country.

Therefore, often I feel anxious to see the behavior of cigarette butchers in this country. To me personally, they are nothing more than a bunch of losers who have no capacity to play the tobacco business. In fact, the world knows this country as one of the first-class tobacco producing countries. With such a high reputation, this great country should be able to talk more in the field of cigarette and cigar exports. As a big fan of tobacco smoke, I feel the need to step in. I secretly nurtured a dream to take over the management of the tobacco business in this country.

And my big dream seems to be realized in the next few months. This evening I received a faximile from the legal staff. Reportedly the process of acquisition of shares of tobacco company PT. Djanggo belongs to Hartanto Group just waiting for time. The public has learned that the Hartanto family-owned company was almost bankrupt after the death of the eldest, Erwin Hartanto. It was inseparable from the internal crisis in the camp of Hartanto Group so far which is known to be problematic with the regeneration process in the board of directors.

Among his seven younger siblings, Erwin is the only person considered to have inherited the talents of his late father, Lius Hartanto. After his sudden death, the Hartanto family has not found a suitable replacement figure. As a result, the last few months Hartanto Group was in limbo. The company's stock price sank drastically and could not do much to lift the value of the Joint Stock Price Index (IHSG) in the international stock exchange fight. In fact, the value of the conglomerate of filter cigarette manufacturer Djanggo Super is predicted to weaken further towards the end of this year.

Personally, I have devised a grand plan to get around the situation. In critical moments later, when the internal situation in the body of Hartanto Group is increasingly worrying, my name will come to the surface as a rescue figure. It's purely business. Not much different from the world of politics, the world of business is indeed culas. To be a winner, a true businessman must design special tricks to be able to compete in the front guard. Honesty is only in heaven, while the world offers nothing but falsehood.

Meanwhile, the television in my private office room I've been letting it light up without an audience since. I ignored the beautiful woman talking alone on the screen.

“Together with me Tina Saraswati, here is Kilas Malam."

His violin-like voice became one of the attractions. I was lucky to have heard his voice on several occasions. I have not been in contact with him for a long time, just chatting or alone in his private apartment. Were it not for my jealous wife, perhaps she would have been my second wife.

THE INVESTIGATION OF THE CASE OF MUTILATION ERWIN HARTANTO BUNTANG

Suddenly my laughter chuckled after watching the news about the Erwin Hartanto murder case. Almost three full-blown since the case occurred, the police investigation process has so far not met a bright spot. I can't blame the police institution for working too slow. The low-ranking policemen were simply trying to bow to the orders of the superiors. Basically, the police who have been grazed for years in the academy are not as stupid as public judgment. All this time they were only required to be introspective. They understand who they will face if they act too far beyond authority.

POLICE CHECK SECURITY OFFICER HARTANTO GROUP

Another headline followed in the headline column. My loud voice grew louder, watching the scenario that the police tried to build through the media. So far they are good at composing imaginary stories. Although sometimes I am am amused by their stories, the performance of the institution with the 'Protector and Community Controller' so far is quite satisfactory. Their loyalty to the conglomerate ranks deserves praise.

While the darkness of the night increasingly engulfed the sky, the cold air that slipped through the ventilation holes in this room began to spread drowsiness powder throughout the room. My eye bags began to clot as a result of weeks of being gripped by a number of exhausting activities. For a moment I glanced at the mirror on my desk. The face in the mirror looked exhausted. Looks like I absolutely need some time off.

With a remnant of concentration, I grabbed the handle of the phone and pressed the redial button.

After putting down the last smoke, I turned off the flames inside my pipe. Looking at the television screen that was still on, my hand immediately grabbed the remote control of the television and pointed the tip of my index finger to the Off button, but my intention was suddenly reduced. My attention was suddenly seized by a news report. While my grip on the television remote began to fall slowly, my eyes were stunned glaring at the newscast. A line of warm headers has choked my throat so hard.

SPORT CENTRE BRIBERY CASE DRAG THE NAMES OF MANY ENTREPRENEURS

The sound of writing on the header column suddenly suffocated my respiratory senses. Not yet recovered my shock, another piece of writing flashed in the running text column.

ENTREPRENEURS INITIATE B.R. ALLEGEDLY INVOLVED

Instantly my grip on the television remote tightened. Teeth gritting. My mouth sizzled with anxiety. My chest is warming. The blood that runs all over my body is boiling. PRANGS! I vent my anger by throwing a remote at the television screen. My throw was right about the glass surface that covered it and caused a small crack. Amidst my heightened emotions, I tried to regulate the rhythm of my hasty breathing.

Actually, I've been watching these people for a long time. The people of the Anti-Corruption Committee are fond of provoking emotions. They are not aware of who they are dealing with. I'm sure a bunch of innocent, heroic young people don't know anything about politics. Ironically, they are reckless to expose their innocence in front of the press camera.

In a hurry, I reached into my Armani corporeal pocket. My android phone is out of the nest. In times like these, I have to prepare for preventive measures. One of them by contacting my accomplice at the prosecutor's office. All this time they can always be relied on to solve legal problems that want to block my steps.

“I need help. Try not to let my case go up to the green table. Contact all judges of Tipikor. I need assurances from them to keep my status as a witness."

“What's up, Boss?"

“TV in your house have you sold all? Didn't you see the news just now? My name is again highlighted by the media because of the Ministry of Sports project! Sooner or later I'll be checked out by K.A.K!"

“Oh about that? Kalem, Boss. We already know what to do."

“Supply asap! Don't let me fail because of that case!"

“Siap, Boss. Know how to take care of it."

“Not much talk! Just do what I tell you!"

I hurriedly turned off the phone before the bagundal responded. Although there has been a guarantee from the prosecutor, my mind is still unsettled restless. Unsatisfied, I grabbed my smartphone again. My thumb nimblely shifted the touch screen. My eyes scanned some of the contact numbers stored on the phone drive. I realized my current position was unfavorable. Bribing the prosecutors alone wouldn't be enough to get me out of the law. The media clearly sniffed my involvement. Public attention will be drawn to the development of this case.

After the green button on the phone, stick the speaker on the right ear.

“Halo, Bang. I've got a problem again. When is there time?"