NOT AN ORDINARY SON-IN-LAW

CHAPTER 5. MISSION OF JANU

"This is Brother, I was just about to leave but was reluctant to pause Aunt's chat with Grandpa. I waited here because I saw he was done. Not to eavesdrop on the conversation, because I did not hear anything" said Maghala Long when Madaharsa rebuked him.

"Huh, ngeles. Looks like a plain doang but the contents of the brain is not necessarily, cunning. Besides why it should appear at the time of the crisis company and spread the issue of the transfer of the top leadership, anyway," Maharani's lips again, he patted the file in his grasp onto Maghala's shoulder.

Maghala was silent, fighting back even the sense of free. Maharani has pinned nicknames and negative opinions because of his return.

Madaharsa did not comment after Maghala explained the matter. He walked up to the second floor to his room. While Maharani, still giving tausiah, do not forget a little threat to the niece.

"Revelation! if you dare to apply to become the leader of Magenta group. You are not worthy!" whispered Maharani passed away.

Maghala, only shaking his head faintly saw the rigidity of the attitude between the residents of the Mansion. Although he had been away for four years, it turned out that Maharani was still reluctant to accept his presence.

Janu heard the commotion outside the room, with great difficulty he got up until he finally gave up. The old man called out to Maghala in a raucous voice.

"Ghalese!" janu exclaimed as hard as he could.

Silence, a few seconds.

The door of Janu's room, opened slowly by Maghala. The young man then closed it back so that the conversation between himself and the grandfather was not heard by other residents.

"Here" asked Janu to get Ghala closer.

The Magenta founder of the group then pointed towards the large closet in front of the bed. He asked Maghala to take something from there.

Maghala followed. "This, Cake?" tanya Ghala made sure that a bundle of brown maps was the thing in question.

Janu nodded. "Bring here, Ghala," he asked weakly.

Ghala approached the grandfather and sat down at the side of the bed handing him the file. Janu asks her grandson to open the contents in the chocolate map.

Some sheets of paper he managed to pull, Maghala read a glimpse of the writing on it. He then looked towards the Magenta elder.

"This, financial statements? brother and aunt's account?" maghala asked with her eyes bulging.

Janu nodded. "Let's look at Ghala for a moment. Do you think something's weird out of there?" lirih founder of Magenta group.

Maghala looking for stationery from the nightstand. He also shuffled down from the side of the bed and sat on the floor to be free.

"On top of it, Ghala. Time on the floor," asked Janu, seeing his grandson as if so used to sitting barefoot.

"I'm used to it. The floor of this house is more sterile than my boarding house" chuckled Ghala.

One hour Maghala checked all the files, until the Maghrib echoed him to pause his activities to perform prayers first.

Janu requests that she and Ghala have dinner in between the rooms because her granddaughter is working on something and she does not want Maghala's concentration to be disturbed.

Exactly at nine o'clock in the evening, Maghala managed to mark some important points of his findings. He offered Janu some things that should get the special attention of financial analysts in the company.

"Credit, debit, purchase between dates of this period, abnormal cycle, Kek. If there is a purchase of raw material stock should rise, there may also be debt and receivables or income. Well, for that part, it turns out that our accounts receivable do not even exist while the physical stock is zero. Please Grandfather take another look," Maghala pinta, pointing out some of the points he circled.

"Look at this like a bucket full of golden sand but a lot of holes in the bottom. Although the gap was very small, it was still that the contents in the bucket would shrink slowly. It's called a fire in the husk, Kek," said Maghala panjang.

Janu took a quick glance, exactly what he expected. This is a financial report conducted by Hilmi and staff made personally. Not on the audit report of the company work of Maharani and Madaharsa.

In order to convince Janu to have authentic evidence, he asked Ghala to bring many other files in order to investigate with Hilmi.

"Live here again, Ghala. Accompany grandfather, do not go again" he asked weakly, as if regretting not preventing him from leaving.

"I can't, Ashadiya is waiting for me. She's my wife, Cake. His life still depends on me" Ghala refused Janu's invitation.

Even if he stays will certainly accumulate speculation or even threatened self-safety because Maghala is suspected to be a strong candidate that Janu proposed.

Not to mention the indiscriminate accusations of the Cyra family. The shadow of depression will whack Asha increasing his guilt.

"So you want to go home?" janu asked, making sure even though the weight took it off. His grandson has just told the full story of the Maghala version. (next chapter in detail)

Maghala nodded. "Asha is not fit yet, I will come here again" Ghala said, smiling and gently patting Janu's arm over the bed.

Janu shook his head. "You married secretly, Ghala? if only Hilmi didn't get a signal from the card you used, of course, grandfather would have trouble finding you" complained Janu.

Maghala only smiled, scratching her non-itchy nape. He was forced to use his debit card because Asha wanted imported fruit. While he no longer has income because it is forbidden to sell angkringan back by Alka.

"As I told you earlier. Sorry, Kek, do not give news because everything happened suddenly and without intention. One more thing, if Grandpa hears news about me being indecent, believe me that your granddaughter is not the culprit" Maghala explained.

Janu did not understand what Ghala meant, but he respected his grandson's words.

"Yes. Be careful on the road, notify Hilmi and do not forget to check the files that grandfather asked for," said Janu.

Maghala nodded, she then cleared up all the mess there before leaving. The chanting of prayers for Janu is said from the sensual lips of the Magenta heiress of the group.

Janu Trenyuh, Maghala has been obedient since he puberty. Very contrary to Madaharsa who is indifferent and careless.

"Aamiinu. Pamit ya, kek, assalamualaikum." Maghala grabbed an old hand for her to kiss before stepping out of Janu's room.

"Wa 'alaikumsalam."

As soon as Janu's door closed, Hilmi swiftly approached the young master, then invited Maghala to follow him.

"We will use a private jet belonging to Sakhair who is landing. They were just carrying cargo, and it just so happened that we could hitchhike to get there faster" Hilmi said as she opened the car door for Maghala.

"Okay, the important thing is that I go home when everything is clear. How's asha? I'm worried about him" Ghala asked the assistant.

"Your wife is fine, young master," replied Hilmi as she pressed the gas pedal leaving the Mahananta Mansion.

Maghala's heart was troubled, Asha's shadow had trouble doing many things haunting her. The file in his grasp was a trust he had to carry. Maghala let out a heavy sigh, more and more responsibility.

"Grandfather. Asha. Can I?"

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