Long River

End and Beginning

"I know what I saw. You have the potential to hold that position."

"Wait a minute, sir. You have Aska?"

"He is not fit for this position. After all, he has moved to work in the company of his prospective-in-law."

Rojak looks confused. He was trying to figure out what he had just heard. It was impossible, there was no wind no rain he would inherit the American bule company that was in front of him, this was like a dream. It is impossible for the bule to just give up the company without any other conditions or desires from him. Obviously that's impossible. "Sir, what you really want from me is sir, because obviously I don't have anything to offer you."

"You are."

"What?"

"I'm not talking about Salwa, I'm talking about you."

"What do you mean, Father, what should I do?"

"I can see your ability. I've been looking for someone like you for a long time."

"But what about Aska?"

"He's the type of worker who can only work for others. Forever. You're different. You're the leader type. You can lead your team even the company." Chris can talk like that not without reason. He had already found out Rojak's football in the company where he worked and the man was indeed very calculated in the company because he had often advanced the team he led. The contact with strangers is also very good. Some even became his friends. So does his relationship with his co-workers and boss, all Chris gets from his informants.

Uh, it's gonna be hard for Aska sir, if I go in. He's gonna protest."

"I know that. Let me think about it."

"But, about Salwa ...."

"I didn't ask you to marry her."

"But owning a company is another thing. I myself, most likely can only to the level of lead the company as I can sir, but it is impossible to have it. Is that right, sir?" Rojak confirmed his theory.

"You don't trust me? Every time you advance the company, I'll give you half a percent of my company's shares."

Rojak. He almost jumped out of his chair. "Half percent is a lot sir, don't joke!"

Chris smiled broadly. "So, when are you going to move?"

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That night, Kenzo finally returned to be alone with Leka. The time that I was waiting for arrived. The woman shifted her body back to the husband who was waiting for her on the bed with a face full of love.

The phone's ringing.

"Who, who the hell is this?" Kenzo looks upset.

Leka got out of bed and got Kenzo's phone on the nightstand. Kenzo opened. "Hello, Dad."

"Dad doesn't stay. Tomorrow I'm home."

"Lho, why?"

Silent for a moment.

"Hello?"

"Let's tell me when I get home."

"Oh, yes, I have. Be careful on the road, yeah yeah." Kenzo turned off the phone, but Arya had not finished talking. "Ok, where did we get to?"

Leka smiled knot.

Arya was in a hotel room, having dinner with his wife. He looked at Mariko while frowning.

"Come on, we'll eat." Mariko was eating her fried chicken.

"Mk." Arya remained silent. He still thinks.

"Why?"

Arya looked back at Mariko. Then he stood up. "I'm out for a second. Please lock the door. Make sure I get home, otherwise don't open the door. Whatever happens."

"Oh, yes." Mariko led Arya to the door.

Arya went down to the first floor, came to the reception desk. He asked for a paper and pen from the receptionist because he wanted to leave a message for someone. He began to write.

'If you read this letter, I ask you ....' He finished his letter. The man then folded the letter and gave it to the receptionist in front of him. Arya wrote down the name and phone number to call, on the letter. "Please call him 7 days after I give this letter for you. That would be .. this date.(Please call him 7 days after I give you this letter. That means ... this date.)" He wrote a date.

The receptionist nodded. Arya then gives her tips for that little favor.

He then left the reception desk. Hopefully there's nothing. God, help us get through this. Keep us away from the bad guys, Aryan prayed in his heart.

Suddenly he felt something. He looked to the right and left in the crowded hotel lobby. It was difficult to detect something in the crowd like this moment. He immediately returned to the room.

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Kenzo held his wife as far as his hands could. What they just did made him love more. Leka and Runi complement happiness now that can not be exchanged for anything. The happiness that he hoped to have would continue to accompany him until the end of his life.

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That morning the breeze blew gently. There was no sign the wind would change direction, but that was how the wind was. He will not tell when a destiny will test His people.

As the morning before, Kenzo checked on his sisters in their rooms. When they are ready, they go down together.

"How's it?" kenzo asked Leka, as he pulled out his chair.

Leka shakes.

"Mmh .. I forgot to ask the plane so I can pick up my driver. If he had turned off his phone, it would have been very likely that Dad had boarded an airplane. Let me check the morning flight from Nagoya to Jakarta."

Leka pulled Kenzo's plate near a large container of fried rice. It scoops into Kenzo's plate, a few large spoons of fried rice.

"You quit working at a restaurant? Let nothing happen again like yesterday" Kenzo asked his wife.

Leka pouted.

"You're doing something else, aren't you?" persuade Kenzo.

"What happened yesterday, brother?" tanya wanted to know.

"But my bodyguard now knows he can't get close." Leka spoke.

"Sst." Kenzo touched his wife's arm.

Runi sat down to hear Kenzo hissing. He took off the pacifier in his mouth.

"Who Brother? Brother Aska?" You can immediately guess.

"He .. uh ...."

At a time when Kenzo was difficult to explain, Aiko helped answer him. "Bothering his ex-wife."

Everyone looked at Aiko.

"Oh, that. I'll tell you later." Tama made a decision.

"Eh, but ...."

"Don't be afraid, sister, let Tama take care of you."

Now everyone was staring at Tama who was leisurely finishing her breakfast.

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Kenzo looks agitated. He was pacing between the restaurant's guest tables.

"Why Mas?" ask Leka who saw the change.

"Mmh, I don't know. I was just worried from then on."

Kenzo's phone sounded. Leka helped her husband take the phone out of his pants pocket. An unknown number.

"Hello."

"Moshi moshi.(hello)"

"Ah, haik.(Ah, yes)"

Then the conversation using Japanese flowed afterwards. But there is something different. Suddenly Kenzo looked pale and accidentally retreated backwards crashing into the table. Leka swiftly grabbed the limpid body of the man and immediately pulled the chair. The woman put her husband there.

He knew there must be some bad news he had just heard. He took Kenzo's phone out of the man's hand before falling down and waiting. The man's voice began to cry. "Leka ... Father's plane jatuuhh ...." His issue. Her tears were dripping down her cheeks.

Leka was standing right in front, on her deck. On the waist of the beloved woman that she spilled all her sorrows. The deep sadness he felt at the time. Somehow he will live from that day on. The burden is heavy.

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"Mas, don't go ...." Leka tried to stop Kenzo from putting his clothes in his suitcase.

"I beg Leka, this is important to me." With his hands just next to his, he tried to put the clothes as he could.

"Maas ...."

It's cloudy in the eyes of the woman. Kenzo doesn't like this scene but he has to face it. He has to go. "Please let me. I need to find my parents' bodies. At least I can bury them properly so that my guilt with my biological parents pays off, even if they're not my real parents."

"But Mas hasn't healed yet" whined Leka. His eyes began to turn red.

"Inshaallah nothing bad will happen to me. Believe this. I'll bring some bodyguards with me."

They give each other a reluctant look. They have just been united and now have to break up with each other. Kenzo avoided it first.

"Please Leka, don't weigh my steps."

Leka had to hold down sobs. Kenzo really can't bear to see it. He touched his wife's fingers.

Leka immediately raised both hands and cupped the face of a Japanese man in the face that he loved so much. Raise the face slowly and kiss it. The memory of this kiss will probably accompany the nights of silence.

Leka drove Kenzo down the stairs followed by his bodyguard. In the living room there are two Kenzo sisters, Aiko and Tama who are teary-eyed.

"Novitne ...."

"Sir ...."

The two ran and hugged Kenzo tightly.

"Sorry you can't accompany me?" Kenzo refused to cry, but a tear fell without being asked. "So I promise I'll take them home so be good to you guys at home. Take care of each other with Leka and Runi and consider them substitutes while Brother is here."

Aiko and Tama take off Kenzo and nod at each other.

"I'll take care of them, too, so don't worry. Go ...." Chris was already at the door, appearing to them.

"Papa." She hugged Chris. The bule man rubbed Tama's head.

"You're good, Kenzo. We're waiting for you to come home safely."

Kenzo could not help but cry his need to have the support of the bule man because in fact he was confused to leave his children, wife and two sisters without protection. At least he could leave with a sense of relief because someone was protecting his family as long as he was not around. "Thank you."

Kenzo immediately got into the car which slowly left his house. He did not dare look back. Soon he picked up the phone and asked his bodyguard to connect with his lawyer in Jakarta.

"Hello Sir."

"I want to make an inheritance letter confirming that Runi and Leka Rasmin are the beneficiaries after I die."

"Good Sir."

Phone's on the lid. A plane crash is something that will be announced in the media. As great as he avoided, he might one day have to show his face in public. He must be ready to find both his parents. Prepare for the worst for the best. Even with that he will meet again with the enemies of his biological father.

T A M A T

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For tired readers, it may stop here, but if there is any curiosity about the continuation of the story can wait for the connection, Junior CEO and Bodyguard May. The author is preparing a connection to the novel in the next few days. Salutations. Ingflora 💋

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