Love is Not Finished

CHAPTER 47: Factory

Bram's car entered through the gate of a large building.

Above the gate there is the inscription PT. Single Son Ox. I looked carefully at the writing, like reminding me of something.

Yup! Ox is part of the name Bram. Abbreviated as PTO, it turns out this place that Bram mentioned earlier. Does this PT have Bram?

Bram's car stopped on the front porch of the building, which seemed to be where the entrance of PT's office was. There were some employees lined up to greet Bram.

Bram got out of his car and rushed to open my door, so I could get out of the car.

I'm flabbergasted by all this. The building, the employees and the attitude of Bram who opened the car door for me.

I feel like I'm in a fairy tale! Don't be tacky Zanu! Go on, enjoy it.

I was standing right next to Bram. There was a feeling of fear approaching me.

Why would Bram bring me here?

"Welcome Mr. Bram, please come in. We are happy that Mr. Bram can visit here" said one of the employees with a slightly aged stature.

"Yes, thank you for your welcome Mr. Suryo. I'm with Non Zanu to look at the situation here. Has Ibu Dela contacted me?" ask Bram.

Unbeknownst to me from the beginning, Bram's hand had already grasped my hand from earlier. I don't know where my mind is until I don't know it.

"Already sir, the report was immediately sent by my secretary. For constraints in this factory does not exist, it's just that we are facing competition" replied Mr. Suryo.

"We just talk inside. Please all who are here to work again" said Bram firmly.

"Well Mr. Bram. Please enter first, I will give instructions first," replied Mr. Suryo.

Bram took off and walked towards the entrance. One of the employees opened the office door for Bram and me. And Bram still holds my hand. I just followed Bram.

"Let's go sir," said the employee while directing Bram to a fairly large room.

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In the room there is a table and chairs are arranged very neatly. And there's a sign on the table that says Omar Putra as Director.

But suddenly Bram was sitting quietly in the chair.

Lho? How dare Bram sit in this chair? Is he not afraid of the angry one?

Bram still holds my hand. I'm getting uncomfortable, not because of my hands, but because of Bram's careless behavior in people's offices.

"Please get a seat for Non Zanu" Bram ordered the employee.

"Okay sir" replied the employee and took the available chair in the room.

"Sorry Non, please," said the friendly employee, allowing me to sit down. The chair was placed right next to Bram.

Ouch!! This is gonna do it again. Why am I sitting next to Bram?

"Sister, what are we doing here? How am I sitting next to Brother? I'm waiting outside the ajalah huh..?" whispered to Bram's ear.

"No need. You're just here. Keep me in a meeting" Bram replied with a smile.

"What?! A meeting? Well, why come here for a meeting? Ogah ah, I want to go home!" I said a little upset.

"Zanu, just a second. Abis from here, I want to show you something that has been curious all this time. Stay with me for a moment, yes" said Bram in a soft tone.

I can't answer. Just shut up and a little manyun.

Not long after, several people entered the room. Bram started to let go of my hand and stood up.

One of them approached Bram and immediately greeted Bram.

"Hallo sir, welcome. How are you doing? Glad to see you back" said the father.

I was overwhelmed and stood up straight away. I reached out to Omar.

"Zanu sir," I said with a smile.

"Greetings to Non Zanu. Welcome to our office,"

I'm nodding. My feelings are starting to get worse.

What about the thoughts of everyone here while I'm here, sitting here, near Bram anyway. Hadehh...! What was my dream last night?

What I salami just turned out to be Mr. Omar, the Director at this PT. But why would he let Bram sit in his chair? Could Bram be the owner of this company?

"Good everyone. Have seat. I'm getting straight to the point of our company. After this I will go around looking at the condition of each room. So I can't linger. Hopefully no one will disappoint me" Bram said firmly.

Then Bram sat down and I sat down. I saw Bram was very dignified and decisive when he spoke here. It was a little different when he was talking on campus. On campus, Bram looks flat and sangar. While here, Bram looks authoritative, assertive and attentive.

There are six people in this room. Plus me and Bram, it's eight.

"This is Mr. Bram, for the constraints of our Company do not exist. It's just that we have a new rival. So, for production this month it slightly decreased by about one percent. To cover that, I have a suggestion. What if we expand again the delivery zone. It takes the company to a new market. Surely we will send employees to record each area," said Mr. Omar.

"That's a good idea. Later make sure the zone of each region is calculated as a reference to analyze our expired products. Record the names of employees who will walk in the field. Make sure money goes and eat them there. Immediately send the financial report to Ibu Dela. I'll call him" Bram replied.

"Good Sir. Later I will send the report directly to Ms. Dela," replied Mr. Omar.

Bram nodded and immediately turned his head towards me.

"How about Non Zanu, do you have any input?" ask Bram suddenly.

I'm shocked! Why did Bram ask me? Ow..., not that I accompanied Bram to a meeting, but also included in the meeting, O Lord! Watch out later, brother!

"Hhmm.., I think that employees who will be assigned a field are taken from new employees by opening job openings. So, we can help others and reduce unemployment. Because if the expansion of production can promise an increase in turnover, then the salary of new employees can be covered. And the new employee can focus on his own duties in the field, without involving the old employees in this Company," I replied with a little caution to express my opinion.

I see everyone present. Bram applauded himself.

"Cool! That's a good idea Non Zanu. Please implement this idea immediately! Tomorrow open a new employee vacancy that will be placed for each region. Stay focused on the stable taste and durability of our products. Because now there is competition, we have to tighten production again, do not let your guard down. Do not let customers go to other products," said Bram.

"Well sir," replied the employee and the Director in the room simultaneously.

"Okay, today's meeting was all over again. May our company continue and continue to hold the principle of kinship. I don't want any conflict in my company. Okay, me and Non Zanu are going around,"

Bram stood up and let me walk first. Everyone who was present stood up, then greeted Bram and I one by one.

"Thank you for all the cooperation, I'm proud that the company is working properly, without me having to be here every day. This must be because of the leadership of Mr. Omar while here," Bram told Pak Omar.

"Sama-sama Sir. I'm happy to be part of Mr. Bram's company. All this is also thanks to the good cooperation of every employee who is here and of course there is a hand in watching us. Let sir please leave the other room," replied Mr. Omar.

"Brother doesn't have to take me. Enough me and Non Zanu who just go around, please continue their respective duties,"

"Oh, Good sir. If you have a need, you can contact me right away,"

Bram nodded. Bram and I went out of the room. This time we enter one of the spacious rooms, full of sacks arranged very neatly. I was curious about the sacks.

"Sir, what's in the sack?" my many.

"That's flour. And over there is a warehouse full of sugar. Next to the egg. Before entering the production room, we have to wear upholstery and masks" Bram replied.

"Actually this is the place to make what products, sister?" ask again.

"It's factory. Let's go there, you know for yourself, what factory it is" replied Bram.

Huh! From leaving earlier until I was in a meeting, I had not yet found the answer. Why guess what?

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