NOT AN ORDINARY SON-IN-LAW
CHAPTER 6. NIGHTMARE
Maghala sakha opened the view to the vast space, when the iron bird brought him back to Jakarta. The shadow of Janu's gloomy face as he told the beginning of the life story after being eliminated from the Magenta clan again flashed.
"I can't, Ashadiya is waiting for me. She's my wife, Cake. His life still depends on me" Ghala refused Janu's invitation.
"You married secretly Ghala?" ask the grandfather.
"I have a reason for that" Ghala said, telling her story. Tired of physical whack, making Maghala slowly closed. Memories of four years ago also returned to the mind of the subconscious.
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Maghala has just taken a high school graduation diploma with the title of the best student in the major she took, trade accounting.
The moment he entered the Mansion, his father and grandfather were in a dispute with the Empress. Mahananta's withdrawal from the Magenta group's leadership due to declining health conditions, led Janu to decide Madaharsa ascended the throne without going through official company procedures.
Janu's attitude reaped conflict, the reason the elders chose Madaharsa only because he was a man, a famous college graduate in Singapore so considered able to afford the responsibility as a leader.
Maharani let out all the anger that he endured for so long. Her husband's company went bankrupt to make the head of the family died due to stress, their three children were still very small and cost a lot.
The youngest daughter Janu was angry, the hope that the father would appoint him as the leader because of the granting of rights after Mahananta, escaped from his grasp. Maharani must be satisfied to serve as an advisor to the company because it is considered Janu he has experience.
"Papa unfair, I should have replaced Mahananta instead of pointing at Mada! if so, when can my son taste the Magenta group warm seat? Mahananta has two sons!" the fiery Maharani Protest.
"You're better suited behind the scenes, supporting Mada alone. It's an absolute decision!" reply Janu.
Mahananta did not comment much. He was so tight, his left chest started to hurt. He saw Maghala from the door of his room, but could not call because the noise would become even more if Ghala entered.
Mahananta knows Ghala will definitely show his graduation today. He enthusiastically welcomes the youngest son who is often neglected but the current situation is not right for him.
Maghala saw her father's smile on her. Ghala was already quite happy, although grandfather and other brothers ignored the presence of a Maghala but Mahananta was very free choice for him to live.
"Then I don't want to see Maghala in this house again. Remove him or scribble from the heirs, then I will quietly accept fate. This is the payment that Papa had to make on the decision earlier," the Maharani pinta, passed away.
Dhuars.
Maghala witnessed a family conflict that dragged her name for the first time. He saw the Maharani's gaze hate him.
"It's not my fault. If you need a scapegoat, blame Papa, your grandfather for being unfair!" whisik Maharani passed through Maghala.
Hearing the Maharani say so, made Mahananta have a heart attack. The group's former Magenta CEO was rushed to hospital for medical help. A few hours later, Maghala was orphaned. His father went back to the divine lap.
Got the news of grief suddenly, Janu also collapsed. The middle-aged man's cholesterol suddenly soared sharply. Maharani urged Ghala to leave.
"You're going! it's free here too. Your ability is not comparable to me or my eldest daughter if Madaharsa dies. What is a graduate of es-em-a. All you know is to teach and paint strange letters" Maharani said after the funeral.
Maghala just kept quiet, she then headed towards the brother's room. Not a plea he got but the same charge for their father's death.
"If you were a girl, maybe our family wouldn't be fighting for power like this. Auntie desperately wants to lead the company. It is good that you go, for there is no gap for you here. You won't understand how to lead" Madaharsa said, not even giving Maghala a chance to speak.
A faint smile was painted on the handsome face of the descendants of Mahananta, miris. Maghala came out of Mada's room and went back into her room.
After pouring out my heart to the Lord of nature. Maghala chose to step down for the sake of family integrity. Not because of power, he just did not want Janu increasingly at the public insistence because he did not have a strong reason to raise Madaharsa.
"Bye Magenta group. I'm leaving."
Maghala was young, leaving behind luxuries that she had never tasted. Stepping into the residence of a close friend, want to learn to trade with his father who is an angkringan seller.
One year in Semarang to learn the details of the recipe, Maghala finally went to Jakarta with Karim, the helper friend to open an angkringan branch in the back area of Taman Mini.
Evening trading, morning to noon Maghala tried to study at an open university at a cost that was affordable by him. Doubel this activity he did for three years until graduating with a bachelor of business management degree.
Karim was so sick that he returned to Semarang that Maghala was alone preparing all kinds of food.
For one month he sold without Karim, also in that period, Maghala's trading always ludes no left.
Some night. Heavy rain did not make buyers recede buying all the special menus in angkringan, that day Maghala became very tired. When pushing the cart in the alley downhill, his hand checks accidentally weakened to make the cart slide fast.
"Innalady. No one passes by, O God. The end of this alley is a highway," Ghala choked after the increasingly fast pace of the cart.
His heart slipped while the sound of impact echoed in the morning blind. Maghala held tight when he found the angkringan wagon shattered into pieces in a car with the same terrible conditions.
"Please!" his screams made residents approach and evacuate.
As a result of his carelessness, Maghala must take responsibility for the physical condition of someone who becomes disabled. In order to save the dignity of a girl, minimize depression, Ghala was willing to marry the daughter of the Cyra family, as a form of moral responsibility.
Maghala Sakha tells Janu his life story in full. That old man is getting moody. The grandfather also found out about Cyra's mistreatment of her granddaughter.
"Don't cake, don't reply to them. Let me face it" Ghala said, pleading with Janu.
Without feeling it, a sweat as big as a heart appeared on Maghala's forehead. The closed eyeballs began to move quickly, his head shaking faintly to the right and left as if he was having a nightmare.
"Asha, pity Asha. His family is like that. Asha ... Asha!" maghala muttered started to get agitated.
Suddenly.
"ASHA!" maghala cried, awakened from her sleep.
"Young master, are you okay?" tanya Hilmi sees Maghala panicking with hunting breath.
"I-I was just a nightmare. The shadow four years ago flashed back. Also my story about the cause of all this at him last afternoon, came up. Don't let Grandpa interfere in my affairs in the Cyra family huh, Hilmi. Tell him I will find a solution and keep my promise to investigate this" Maghala pointed to the file on the table.
"Okay, young master." Hilmi nodded.
"Asha, I'm sorry .. Dad, is this my path? which one should I finish first? Asha or Magenta? um, and you're brother, I'll think about your offer."
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