Pursuing the Love of the Mentari

1. The Light is called Mentari

DARTO POV

4 Years later....

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The phone on my dinner table rang, I saw the name of Mr. Bagas, my client who called.

"For the sir" I said.

"Well, I'll be right at 10. The cooperation agreement has also been finalized" I said again.

"Sama-sama Sir. Good morning"

Tut's.

I turned off the phone from Mr. Bagas.

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After the call is over, the phone returns to the front page. That photo, the one that always adorns and accompanies my days. A photo that gives me encouragement at every step.

A photo of a woman who I love and love very much, but until this moment her heart has not been able to reach me. Ever since I helped her, that's how my love for me has grown.

However, due to the deep wounds of his heart and inner wounds, until now I have not been able to win his heart and love. Many times I got rejected, but it did not dampen my race to him. In fact, this feeling is growing more and more fertile.

Mentari Wijaya, that is the woman who has made my heart firmly attached to her. A great and tough woman, who is able to thrill all the flavors in this heart.

From the beginning I helped her in watching over her ex-husband, from which I started to take an interest in Dance. However, I know myself, at that time Tari was still a wife of people. However, after all the problems that came her way were over, I got even more excited about getting to know her even further.

But reality did not live up to my expectations. Wounds from the past are so deep, making Dance traumatized to get to know men again. He does not want the past to happen again.

It was enough pain that he felt from the past, he did not want to add any more wounds with new ones. However, it does not discourage this heart to continue reaching the heart of Dance.

I'm sure, someday Dance can I melt her heart, and I can get Love Dance completely. Isn't there no result that would betray the process? I hope, the process that I have been doing, will later produce sweet results for my relationship with Dance.

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Since the accident that befell my parents, my life has changed. After the Dance problem was over, that's when the job as a private detective was officially left. Papa asked me to take care of the restaurant he had built while still single.

Papa's restaurant is fairly successful, already has 3 branches here and in other cities there are also several. Indeed, ever since I graduated college, Papa wanted me to manage everything. But I'm not interested at all. I'm more happy with challenges, happy to investigate things and happy to analyze a problem. So I decided to become a private detective.

Thankfully, both my parents were very supportive of my choice. Papa and Mama are not selfish parents, whose will I must always follow. My body is not only worn by the community, sometimes police agencies and BIN also wear my services when they face a case that is quite difficult and complicated.

However, after Papa had an accident with Mama, inevitably I had to take over all Papa's restaurants. Besides being old, the result of the accident is now Papa became paralyzed.

And, here I am now. On the way to one of Papa's restaurants to meet a client. One of the city's largest vegetable agents wants to apply for cooperation with Papa's restaurant.

And as usual, before heading to the restaurant, I will head to the house of Tari first, not to visit, but to watch it from a distance.

This activity almost every day I do just to let go of longing. It's not that I never met Tari in person, if we met, we would invite others or I would visit his house.

But I feel bad if I often come to the house of Dance without any ties. Moreover, the status in the Dance now. Fear will even cause new problems and also slander. Although there was also a father in the house and others, but still not tasty.

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In the sense that I had paid enough attention to Dance, I put my car back to the restaurant. The distance from here to the central restaurant is quite far, it takes about 35 minutes to get there.

This restaurant was the first restaurant Papa had built and pioneered, so I spent more time here. While in other branches, I will monitor it every week, if it is outside the city, I entrust to the manager of each restaurant that I have given full confidence.

Tok

Tok

My room door was knocked.

"Lake in" I said

Seen, my assistant Reno walked into the room.

"Mas, there's Mr. Bagas" Reno said.

"Go in Ren" I replied.

Reno nodded. Before long, Mr. Bagas entered my room. After shaking hands, I also told Mr. Bagas to sit on the sofa.

"Please sit down sir" I said.

After Mr. Bagas sat down, I picked up a drink that was inside the mini-fridge that I accidentally put in my room.

"Thank you Mr. Darto. So, how do we start now?" said Mr. Bagas to me.

"May sir, the sooner the better. Here, our cooperation letter. Please read and learn first, if there is less sreg, can tell me"

"Okay, I read first sir" said Mr. Bagas.

After reading the agreement letter and understanding the points listed. Mr. Bagas also nodded in understanding.

"Alright Mr. Darto, I've read everything. I agree with everything in this letter. So, you accept me as a distributor of vegetables for every restaurant you have, you will try first for one year. If this cooperation is good, you will continue to cooperate with me like that? And if there's any cheating, I should be ready to be taken to the legal track?" said Mr. Bagas.

"Yes, that's right Mr. Bagas. Conversely, if I also cheat and harm the Father, you can also report back to me. If this cooperation goes well, it does not rule out the possibility that you can become our permanent distributor for this restaurant" I replied.

"Alhamdulillah, Insha Allah, sir. May our cooperation continue well, and our efforts are equally blessed"

"Amin" answered.

After reaching a mutual agreement, Bagas and I both signed signatures on the cooperation paper. One I keep, and another one Mr. Bagas keeps.

Finished signing, Mr. Bagas then resigned to resign. From tomorrow, Mr. Bagas will start distributing vegetables from his garden to every restaurant owned by Papa.

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Storing the letter of agreement into my desk drawer. My eyes fell back on a photo I framed and kept in a drawer.

My heart rippled back to look at the photo, a photo of Dance I took secretly on her social media account. Not to be presumptuous to take photos of people without permission, but right now, this is all I can do to channel this miss to Dance.

Let it be, for now I can only look at the portrait of Dance. Hopefully, someday, Dance can open her heart to me. As long as this feeling has not been extinguished, as much as possible I will fight for my love.

Because the woman who always shines on my day, and the light in my life is called Mentari.

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