NOT AN ORDINARY SON-IN-LAW

CHAPTER 4. MEET JANU

Maghala leaves Cyra's residence on a beloved matic motorbike. It is very heavy heart to leave Asha to the maid, because she indeed hangs all activities on her.

The meeting point that Hilmi prepared was quite far from the Cyra residence. A few minutes later he arrived as his grandfather's assistant was giving instructions.

Tin. Tin. Young Master Magenta honked a few times.

"Hilmi," call Maghala when she gets closer.

The assistant turned his head, running small towards Maghala on the side of the runway they prepared.

"Young master, please. Your motorbike will be stored by my people there," said Hilmi pointed to several young men and an empty building.

"Okay, thank you. Is this location safe?" ghala asked as she gave him the keys and headed for the helipad.

"Father, young master. I rented the runway and it was sterile" replied the assistant Janu.

Maghala held back, she had to make sure that she could return to this city by midnight.

"Hilmi, you know that I have to come back soon. Later you have to help convince grandfather if I can't stay there," Maghala's pinta was nodded by Hilmi.

The two then went on the air, splitting the sky of the capital city into the heart of the city in central Java.

Two hours travel time Maghala needed to arrive in Semarang. The city of birth holds many sweet memories.

Although Maghala was raised with strict discipline by both parents, but his childhood was not taken. Born into a respectable family did not make Maghala grow up to be a voting figure.

He blends in with the surrounding community and even often schools in ordinary places, unlike the brother, Madaharsa who always wants first-class facilities.

"Alma mater," Maghala muttered as she passed her last school, which knocked her out of the family.

A few minutes later, they arrived at the Mahananta residence.

The gate opened slowly when security recognized the guest. The car that Hilmi drove entered the Mansion's courtyard.

Slowly, the foot of the young master's level dropped to the ground of birth. Maghala breathes the air of Semarang freely. After which, he entered, pushing the main door of the dwelling slowly.

"Assalamualaikum" greeting from Maghala.

There was no telling from inside, he then walked into the grandfather's room.

Suddenly. Prangs! The sound of falling objects made Maghala turn her head.

"Gha-ghala!" call Janu stammered, surprised to see the return of his long-gone grandson.

Maghala smiled to her feet, and she approached. "Grandfather!" call it.

Sinar Janu's eyes are sad, he stretches his hand to welcome the granddaughter who is missed.

"Alhamdulillah," whispered Janu as Maghala clenched her vulnerable body tightly.

The noise in the living room made a man come out of the oversized room.

"Ghalas?" call him to the young man who was hugging Janu.

Maghala breaks down the hug. He looked at the source of the voice. "Sister!" sapanya friendly.

The expression on Madaharsa's face was flat, she was suspicious of her brother's long-lost return.

"What's the matter, how come home all of a sudden?" ask the brother, cynical.

"Mada! not happy your sister's back, even so. Where is the Magenta group's top courtesy?" sergeant Janu does not like Madaharsa's attitude.

"She's coming home to replace me, cake? it must be a board meeting first, the length of the process, the candidate in the meantime will be aunty Maharani," said Madaharsa blatantly.

Maghala mediates, she doesn't want any commotion back in this house.

"I'm not replacing anyone, brother. Just wanted to see Grandpa, "elak Maghala.

Madaharsa did not necessarily believe the reason for his brother's sudden appearance. Janu must be planning something to shift his position in the company.

Janu then took Maghala to the side porch, chatting away longing while saying many things, while Madaharsa returned to his study.

While chatting, the two were suddenly startled by the loud voice of a woman.

"Pa, I heard Maghala came home because she was asked by Papa? can't do it, Pa. I should have succeeded Madaharsa when he would have been deposed" the Maharani's charge, unshackled and indifferent to the presence of Maghala there.

"You here, come nyerocos. Not polite! your brain is full of money and money. Rani, your new father has also arrived, has been accusing things. Not ashamed of what? you should be a role model!" sindir Janu's.

"What part of you? I'm still alive I've been beaten up like this. What if I die, you want me to die fast, huh?" exclaim Janu ride pitam. He was inexhaustible, his children and grandchildren were even struggling for the throne.

"Why can't you run him if you don't mean it, right? I know Papa's habits. Rani please, consider Rani's children, Pa. Madaharsa likes it not right if sharing profit to me," Maharani fights about his other nephews.

"What did Auntie say? I'm that dzolim? tell me where my mistake is!" cecar Madaharsa, came suddenly to join them.

"Stop!" exclaimed Janu, he was getting tired.

"Excuse me, big sir, the dishes are ready," the maid said breaking their chat.

"Eat first, come on Ghala, you too," Janu got up and went inside.

All her grandson's favorite menu is nicely served and appetizing at the table. They spend time eating in silence.

After lunch, Maghala paid for Zuhur's prayers while Janu arrived to the doctor who examined his condition. When he had just finished fulfilling his worship obligation, Madaharsa met him in the room.

Maghala's eldest brother was straightforward about his intentions. He then asked Maghala's opinion in order to steal the idea of work from his sister.

"Well, that. How do you think?" ask Mada.

"Duh, brother, I don't understand that. How ya?" elak Ghala is pretending.

Madaharsa did not break the charcoal, he began to offer many profit options if Maghala was willing to work with him to raise the company.

"You don't have to think about anything, let me handle everything, the important thing is we have a good work program. Profit is divided into two, how?" bargaining Madaharsa, she knew her sister must have got a mission from Janu.

Maghala shook her head, feeling like she didn't know anything. Moreover, he did not understand the situation at the company, Ghala did not want to be rash. Let him be an observer first.

"I don't know how to know, brother. Boro-boro work program, sit what problem, I don't want to know. I'm satisfied with my life right now" Ghala replied.

Madaharsa snorted annoyedly, she then rose out of the room of the sister just like that. Slamming the door of the room loud as a sign of disappointment, his offer was rejected Ghala.

Brak!

By late afternoon, Maghala was getting anxious, she did not have much time while Janu was still resting in the room.

When Maghala searches for Hilmi to escort her back, she overhears something from Janu's room.

Maharani was persuading his grandfather by proposing various appropriate work programs in the precarious situation of the current Magenta company. Maghala stands behind the walls of Janu's room.

"Try Papa learn. This is my work program," said Maharani, not giving up on persuading Janu that he was worthy.

Want to leave, but Maghala did not feel good to pause their serious chat. He just kept waiting. It turns out his family is like this, fighting for power. Maghala smiled cynically, aware of the nature of each occupant.

Suddenly.

"God! nguping to you! that's right, modus!" accuse Maharani when he came out of Janu's room, finding Maghala standing behind a wall. "Come ngaku! muna is you, Ghala!" maharani.

"Not that, Tan. I-I.." said Ghala dismissing the allegations.

"Why else is this?" the voice of the other man was present in the middle of a murmur.

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