Picking Up the Past

It's Not Their Wrong

After a few days passed, the planned day of the board of commissioners finally came as well, all the shareholders had already gathered in Jakarta. Shareholders from abroad were also present, both those who came directly and those represented by their heirs.

The shareholders' general meeting was held at a luxury hotel in Jakarta, guests were served with VVIP guests' best servants, illustrating the size of the Adinata group.

All the guests were gathered before the event began. They are engrossed in talking about various business topics, both their business problems, and the development of the Adinata group so far.

At the airport, Haris was waiting for someone to arrive. It had been almost 1 hour he waited, then the person he was waiting for revealed his face.

Haris smiled happily to see Rena was already out of the arrival terminal overseas. The woman came out with her husband and their 2 children who are still Junior High and Elementary School.

"finally you come too" Haris said as Rena and her family approached Haris.

“you are really waiting for me Ris” said Rena as she raised her hand to shake hands with Haris,

“indeed the host that I should do,” replied Haris briefly, he also shook hands with husband Rena who stood beside Rena.

“ayo, we go directly to the meeting” take Haris to the couple.

"send me home first yes, I want to put the stuff all the children and my husband can rest" said Rena to Haris.

"okay, no problem" Haris replied with a smile.

They then stepped towards the airport terminal's courtyard and into the car that Haris had prepared. Their trip will be long enough because of the traffic jam, “what is this car safe Ris?” ask Rena's husband.

“You take it easy, this is my car, my people are watching this car,” Haris replied briefly.

“i was really surprised by the news about Rahman, when he went abroad, he had stopped at my office” muttered Rena slowly, his eyes glazed over considering the condition of his best friend.

Haris who sits beside the driver looks towards Rena's face in the back seat through the mirror above her car dashboard, “ini sacrifice Rahman Ren, we have to win this competition, we have to win this competition, do not make his sacrifice and also the sacrifice of Arjun's secretary in vain” said Haris who greeted Rena with a deep breath.

“i never thought in the slightest would get involved in this matter Ris” muttered Rena.which made her husband glance at her with worry.

Her husband understood, if what his wife was fighting was not an arbitrary person.

*

Meanwhile, at the residence of Aliando, Aliando who had just come out of his room was already preparing to go to the location of the event. With a black suit and a gray shirt inside, he wears a light blue tie to perfect his appearance.

From the direction of the stairs, secretary Aliando came to approach him with a salute, “all are waiting for you sir,”

Aliando took a slow breath to enjoy every air that entered his body, “like this was like the air of victory” he added slowly, he then walked down to the first floor, there Arnes was waiting for him.

“what father is ready?”

“already, I hope you have done your job well” said Aliando who was stepping down the stairs. He then passed through Arnes without seeing the face of his son waiting for him under the stairs.

“dad calm down, I've met all the shareholders and made the best offer to them, plus yesterday's engagement was really a public talk, really, they must have known who to side with, ' answered Arnes.

Aliando smiled cynically at Arnes' words, he walked firmly towards the porch of his house, his wife and daughter were waiting for him there.

In the courtyard of his house, ready 2 luxury cars from the German manufacturer, the car was shiny black. Both cars will take them to the hotel where the shareholders meeting is held.

“you're ready mas?” ask Aliando's wife.

Aliando's wife looks flat at her husband's face that looks sparkling happy. “shares Gibran will be released to the public, the company is not really ours”

“you take it easy, I am not a fool, I have prepared another way for the stock to fall to us, after I win later, I have prepared another way for the stock to fall to us, my position as CEO will not be overshadowed by the name Gibran, I lead the company intact” explained Aliando.

"i can only hope everything will go smoothly mas"

“don't doubt me,,, let's go, everyone is waiting for us there” Aliando ended their conversation, they immediately got into the car assisted by the company guards who opened the door for them. 2 The car immediately drove to the event location.

*

The hotel where the general meeting of shareholders of the Adinata group was enlivened by journalists from various media, the reporters stood at the door of the hotel which was devoted to the guests of the Adinata group.

All the guests who passed through the door were domestic shareholders, as well as several parties from the government and entrepreneurs invited. While overseas shareholders stay at the hotel with the best service.

Inside the meeting room, there is also a special area for journalists who cover. The Adinata group shareholders meeting will be a warm meal for big business people even if they do not have shares in the Adinata group. The results of the meeting will affect the direction of the business strategy of other entrepreneurs.

News of the meeting quickly spread across the country, entering people's homes through television, radio and online media in various smartphone applications. No exception Rita's house and also Arya's apartment. Including the house of Mr. Susanto and Annisa's mother. And also into the cell phone belonging to Mr. Sarman who was lying in the hospital.

Rita stared flat at her mother who was looking at the news of the shareholders meeting on tv, ‘what do you think you saw the news?’ his inner. Rita who had just finished breakfast approached her mother who was holding her child in the living room.

“ibu” murmur Rita,

Tya's mother gasped in shock at Rita's voice, she then looked at Rita who was standing looking at her. “why dear?”

“what mother thought of something seeing the news?” asked Rita while taking her child from her mother's sling. He wanted to play with his daughter while waiting for Aaron who was still busy at the dinner table.

Tya's mother's eyes glazed over hearing his daughter's words, he momentarily took a deep breath so that his chest felt more airy.

“mother is only sad dear, no matter how hateful the mother is to Mr. Gibran, still the mother is not willing all the slander is aimed at Mr. Gibran” said Bu Tya who tried to hold the sadness in his heart.

“bu,” murmured Rita again.

Ms. Tya shook her head, her respect never faded on Gibran and Naina, only her hatred was far greater than that respect.

“Everyone grieves on the day of their death including mother, we lose people as good and sincere as they are" said Ms. Tya momentarily stopped, she endured the turmoil of grief when remembering the day again.

"your father didn't stop crying all day, he blamed himself, he was secretary to Mr. Gibran but he didn't know what happened that night, your father even often cried before going to bed because of his guilt for months" muttered mom Tya who was unable to hold back her tears.

“just to see your father crushed by his loyalty to Mr. Gibran, until now I hated lord Gibran, what else when your father was imprisoned for still being loyal to lord Gibran, mother hates him even more until now” continued Bu Tya remember again the difficulties of his family.

Rita's breath felt choked to hear her mother's explanation. Rita rubbed her mother's shoulders gently with her left hand, while her right hand was still holding her child.

"mother does not even want to meet Arya because she is similar to them, even though the child has helped our lives, even because of her we can live excess as now" Tya said again.

'o Lord, so this is the reason why I didn't want to meet Arya all this time, I saw Arya similar to Lord Gibran and Nyoya Naina' Rita's inner self held back miserably, her tongue felt like it was.

'would you hate Arya if you knew everything?, would you never want to meet Arya anytime?' inner Rita.

“bu, had Mr Indra still been alive, would mother hate and be as angry as she was like mom hates lord Gibran?” ask Rita to her mother.

'i hate them too ma'am, but I realize what happened to you wasn't their fault'