
A few days later....
Today Varrel entered his workplace for the first time after he earned his bachelor's degree.
"Welcome to join our company, may you be at home!" said Mr. Raka as the director and owner of the office.
"Yes, sir."
Mr. Raka then contacted his assistant, shortly a man older than Varrel entered the director's room. "Roni, please show me the room!"
"Good, sir." Roni said and then her eyes went towards Varrel. "Let me deliver!"
"Excuse me, sir!" pamit Varrel to Raka.
When they opened the door, they met a 19-year-old girl.
Roni smiled with her head lowered in respect.
While Varrel just kept silent do not say hello because he did not know.
"He's Mr. Raka's daughter" Roni explained.
"Oh," said Varrel briefly.
"She's Pak Raka's youngest and most beloved daughter" Roni explained again.
Varrel nodded in agreement because for him to know or not the family of Mr. Raka is not too important for him.
Roni showed me a table, "This is your place of work!"
"Thank you, Mum."
"Either. Then I continue to work," he said.
"Yes, Mum."
On the other hand, Raline is in the race and this morning she was not escorted by Harlan because the man was having business outside the city.
In the event of the race there was Shireen and Alka who were present to provide support.
The event lasted until noon, the committee also announced if Raline became one of the participants who qualified for the final.
The girl smiled cheerfully, finally her hard work managed to take her to the next round.
Raline hugged her mom and dad.
"Congratulations, Son!" said Alka.
"Congratulations, baby!" Shireen peeked at her daughter's cheek.
"It's thanks to your prayers" Raline said happily.
"And your hard work too!" connect Alka.
"Yes, Dad."
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The office Varrel works in....
Varrel enjoys lunch with his friends in the office cafeteria.
"So the morning his daughter Pak Raka came, have you seen him?" ask Soni a roommate with Varrel.
"Not yet" replied Tino.
"I have," Varrel said.
"Well, lucky you!" chirps Soni.
"What's lucky?"
"Pak Raka's daughter is a model too" said Soni.
"Oh," said Varrel.
"The guy's pretty, right?" Tino.
"It's normal, like women in general," Varrel said.
"You're a normal guy, right? Can't tell which one is beautiful and mediocre?" ask Soni.
"All women are beautiful if in the eyes of the right man" replied Varrel. "You think your mother or sister is beautiful or not?" tanyakanya.
"Beautiful" replied Tino.
"Because they're your family, but in the eyes of others it's not necessarily" Varrel said.
"Yes, yeah." Tino agreed.
"Do you have a wife?" ask Soni.
"Not yet."
"Love?" ask Soni again.
"Not yet."
"Surely one day you will be tempted by the charm of the beauty of Mr. Raka's daughter" said Soni.
Varrel chuckled, "I'm here working not looking for a lover."
"Hopefully you won't be tempted, all men will want to be close and have a relationship with him" Tino said.
"Yes, I hope!" Varrel smiled as he put his rice in his mouth.
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Varrel and Mr. Raka happen to meet in the office lobby.
"What are you going home for?"
"Make the bike, sir."
"Oh" Raka said briefly.
A car stopped in front of the building entrance, a middle-aged man exited the vehicle.
Varrel momentarily looked at the man.
"I go first, yeah!" pamit Pak Raka's.
"Wait a minute, sir!" get Varrel to come in.
Raka stopped, "What's up, huh?"
"I'm sorry, was that Mr. Raka's driver?" varrel asked but his gaze was towards the middle-aged man.
"Yes, his name is Mr. Hasan. Do you know him?"
"Yes, sir."
"Who are you?"
"Nobody, sir. Can I talk to him for a minute?"
"Oh, please."
"Thank you, sir. Once again sorry to interrupt Mr. Raka's time," Varrel said with a slight bow of his head.
"It's okay, please talk to him!" said Raka softly.
Varrel walked up to the man. "Do you know me?"
The man looked confused, trying to remember.
"Sir..."
"I remember!"
Varrel smiled.
"Do you need additional medical expenses?" ask Mr. Hasan who looks worried.
"No, Sir. I'm well and well" replied Varrel.
"What's this?" ask Mr. Raka.
"Look, Sir. A few days ago, I accidentally nudged the young man's motorcycle while driving Miss Aurel.
"Oh, so you're the man" said Mr. Raka.
"I'm sorry, Mom." Mr. Hasan is guilty.
"Our problem is over, sir." Varrel took the wallet in his pants pocket. "I just want to get Mr. Hasan back!" 2 Red sheets and 1 blue sheet.
"Why is it returned, Mum?" Mr. Hasan looked confused.
"I don't use this money, anyways I know that Mr. Hasan was accidentally."
"No, Mas. I'm guilty of causing Mas to get injured and his bike to malfunction" Mr. Hasan refused Varrel's money.
"It's the right of the Father's children, I don't wear it at all" he said.
"Take it, Mr. Hasan!" raka Tell.
"My father had a motorcycle repair shop so he fixed it and my wounds were only a few abrasions that could be treated with red medicine" Varrel explained.
"One more time I'm sorry, ma'am." Mr. Hasan was not happy, he took the money.
"Yes, Sir. Then I'll say goodbye!" Varrel. "Thank you again, sir. I have given time to you!" continued.
"Together, Rail." Mr. Raka smiled.
"Excuse me!" Varrel passed.
Mr. Hasan opened the door for Mr. Raka.
Slowly the car left the office building.
On the way, Mr. Raka spoke to his driver. "It looks like Varrel's a good young man."
"Yes, Sir. Proof he's returning my money."
"From the beginning of meeting him, I was sure that the boy was good. Suitable for Aurel," he said.
"What does the young man want with Aurel, sir?"
"I don't know either, but I want Aurel to marry her" Raka replied.
"It's better to let the two of you know each other first, sir."
"Yes, you're right. Who knows, the two like each other, so I easily betrothed them," said Raka.
"Yes, Sir. Let's just hope they're a match," said Mr. Hasan.
"Yes." Yeah."