My Only One's

Duty Galang

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A small drizzle accompanies the funeral at almost noon Moscow time. The father, Rudolf Nikolai, breathed his last hours after Satria, his only son with the rest of his family, arrived at the hospital at noon the previous day. The situation that has continued to decline since the last two days has indeed been a doctor's prediction. Especially the day before, the man who was over a hundred years old had a heart attack.

All family members, relatives and relatives and colleagues attended the funeral in an atmosphere of deep mourning.

Especially with his two twin grandchildren, namely Darren and Daryl who indeed settled with him there. Both of them looked so devastated, and Sofia had to calm down. They have been very close to their grandfather since they were children.

Satria stared at the burial process in silence. Many times he wiped the corners of his wet eyes. Though his mouth was sincere, his heart was not like that. Anyone would feel if this was too soon, and no one wanted a farewell. But since the time has come, no one in the world can stand in his way.

Sofia rubbed her husband's back. The man was indeed quite hit as well, the reason they had a chance to talk, and did not expect that day was the time.

There are many things Nikolai says to his children and grandchildren. He also hugged two of his favorite great-grandchildren, as well as Dygta's. They actually gathered on that last day. Making him able to leave quietly left his descendants who would be the inheritors of everything he had.

"Stay with your family no matter what. Because they're the only ones who'll support you when you fall and fall." The words he said in the middle of his family have always been imprinted lately.

"Take care of everything we've built. Do not waste anyone accompanying us from below, for they are the first to lend a helping hand when we are in trouble."

"Don't forget, if Ded loves you so much with all his feelings. You're the most precious treasure to Ded." He stammered in the embrace of Dimitri, who had not left him in the slightest since they had arrived.

The grandson with whom he quarreled most often became the most faithful companion at the last moment, until life fell apart from body, and he was gone forever.

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"From now on the house will always be deserted." Daryl lay his head on the back of the sofa, the living room where they always gather and talk about things.

"Nobody's gonna yell for the morning walk." Darren. They remember their days with their grandfather. Although already at the age of twilight, Nikolai is quite active. At least he always exercise with a morning walk around his spacious mansion, just to make his body always fit.

Although in the end, the decline of the condition is clearly inevitable due to age.

The funeral service and all sorts of things ended on the eve of the night, and the last of the relatives left.

"And there will be no one to nag you anymore" then he turned to Dimitri who was both silent.

"Whatever it is, it is in time. We can only accept this with sincerity, even if it's hard." Satria.

"But yesterday Ded was still nagging because I often came home late." Daryl remembers his last time with his grandfather.

"Why do you come home so late?" Sofia. Trying to distract so that the sadness is not too they feel.

"My work is so much Mom. Know for yourself in the factory how. Especially now that there is an increase in production and quality. I had to step in to make sure everything went well. If we fail, we can immediately close our factory." replied his second son.

"Darren?"

"I'm at the hotel, not too time-consuming. In addition to the demands of the employees to raise the salary."

"Are you both busy?"

"That's ...."

"Is there a problem you can't handle here?" Satria joined the conversation.

"So far I can still. It's just, it's stricter here than any other country. All the work is under government supervision. Not subject to the slightest rule, it could end our business."

"But you can hold on? If not, we sell the asset. Move all to Indonesia so that we can stay together and you can join the Nikolai Central Group."

"Can Pih, can. Not that bad either. If we obey the rules everything is safe, the government guarantees it."

"You sure?"

"Yakin Pih's. The outlook is pretty good, baby if we just take it off."

"But Ded is no more."

"It's okay. His efforts are still there, and many families are depending on us. If sold, they will not necessarily get the same thing as when still with us. Papi knows, every entrepreneur has his own policy. And Nikolai Group is one of the best against employees."

"Is that?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"All right, it's up to you."

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"What's Cla's schedule today?" Galang had just arrived, and he immediately entered Dimitri's room where Clarra was already there.

"Remember the meeting with the representative from Taiwan at Hotel Indonesia?"

"Oh, that meeting?"

"Hm ... Another hour will start, so we have to go now." Clarra looked at her watch.

"Now?"

"Yes." answered Clarra.

"With you too?"

"Who else will stand by you there? Yes I am. The one who accompanied Dimitri was also me."

Galang seemed to breathe out.

"Why? Don't want to go with me, will you?"

The man shook his head, then smiled.

"Keep why?"

"I'm just relieved, I think go alone."

"Cannot be. I should always be at every cooperation meeting with any company. Especially you who replaced Dimitri."

"That's great."

"Of course."

"Well then, shall we go now?"

"Good." Clarra gave Galang a key.

"What's this?"

"My car keys. We can't go there on your bike, right? I forgot to wear pants." Clarra pointed to herself that day wearing a light blue fit-in shirt and a skirt inches above the knee. Show off her beautiful legs.

"Umm ... When you go to Bandung, can you? Nights again?" Galang. Remember the incident a few weeks earlier when the woman in front of him forced to come with him to drive to Bandung after work.

"That's different tofu?"

"Just like Cla."

"I'm in this outfit riding on your high bike?"

"Who told you to wear a short skirt? Why not just wear pants? It's easier to move."

"Not wearing anything?" The man laughed.

"Witch ish!"

"Kidding Cla."

"Just let's go. Shame to make them wait." Clarra.

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"Are you sure I can handle this meeting?" They did not get out of the car immediately after arriving at the hotel parking area where the meeting was held.

"Related. Didn't you often accompany Dimitri?" Clarra prepared everything she needed for the meeting that day.

"Yes, as an assistant."

"But you were there during Dimitri's work. See and hear what he is doing. And didn't you also learn about this with Mr. Arfan? What are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid."

"Then?"

"I just ...."

"Rumpy?"

Galang nodded his head.

"This is the first time I've replaced Mr. Dimitri, and I don't know what's going to happen there. Or how to decide the right thing. What if I'm wrong?"

"The first thing is always the hardest. But do you know that that's what's going to change the way you look at things. Change the way you work, and everything you do. So, don't hesitate. Just do as you see and have learned. I'm sure you can." Clarra raised her heart.

He looked at the woman in silence.

His face always looked calm but excited. Always carry out his work with skill and confidence. He is very professional and full of responsibility.

"So what are you waiting for? Let's finish this meeting, and make your boss proud that you can count on?" say the woman again with passion.

"Do you believe me, Cla?" Galang.

"of course. Go, cheer up!" Clarra patted him on the shoulder to encourage him.

Which of course does make Galang feel his spirit and confidence increased several times.

Then they walked into the hotel and immediately headed for the meeting room that had been determined before.

Both stopped in front of the door that was still closed. But the two knew that the person in question had already arrived a moment ago from the information Clarra had received.

He inhaled and exhaled several times. Although he had often accompanied Dimitri to meetings like this, but he had never been a speaker or negotiate. Just accompany, and make sure everything the boss needs is available.

"You can definitely Lang!" Clarra encouraged him again.

"Hmmm ...." The man had already knocked on the door, then almost pressed down on the handle when Clarra stopped him.

"Just Lang."

"What else?"

"It." Clarra stretched out both hands towards Galang, which made the almost 26-year-old man quite surprised.

"What do you want?" He took two steps back.

"Your necklace!" clarra.

"What?"

"Your tie's tilted!" Clarra advanced until they were quite close.

He immediately grabbed the top of the tie wrapped under the collar of his colleague's shirt. Restoring it until Galang looks pretty neat.

"You know, that first impression for investors can pretty much influence their decisions. In addition to your speaking skills, your appearance is also important." Clarra looked at the face of the man taller than her.

"It's neat." He rubbed the tie sheet, then the shoulders of Galang to make his suit more neat.

"Mh ...." Freeze galang.

"You're ready to meet the investors now." Then Clarra smiled.

"You like that about Mr. Dimitri?" But Galang said.

"What's? No. gabe. Joking huh? He'll be mad if I do." Clarra answered.

"Why did you do that to me?"

"Have I told you that your tie is slanted?" They started arguing.

"Don't misunderstand me? I'm just making sure everything's good. Dimitri was always neat anyway, so I didn't have to tidy it up either."

Galang opened his mouth.

"Death to you if Si Oneng finds out?" then he muttered.

"What the hell are you? I've never dared to Dimitri."

"Times?"

"It's up to you not to believe."

"Why do you dare to?"

"Because you're single. If I had a boyfriend, I wouldn't dare. Especially having a wife. Can you misunderstand me, right?"

"Duh?"

"Here you go, let's hurry in." Clarra opened the door, then greeted those who were already inside.

He widened the door so that even Galang could enter. Then the two sat down on the seats that were already available, and started the meeting on that day.

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