Ravana's Note: Scandal

Note 6: Not the Father's fault

Ravana and colleagues returned to the office at 23. They had just finished bathing Mr. Yanto and sholated him. While the funeral is planned tomorrow morning as it waits for his brothers to come all over.

It is still imagined how hysterical Mr. Yanto's wife and children are when they find out that her husband died while working.

Ravana felt very tired, he sat next to Mr. Rey who had been silent all the way with a bright face.

Mr. Firman, Kadiv HRD sat next to Ravana while lighting a cigarette. Now the three of them are enjoying the night view of Jakarta in the smoking area, the 15th floor veranda.

It was only his first day at work. From morning it was like running a marathon. How's tomorrow? How's day after tomorrow?

Holy hooch! How long will I be here!! Ravana.

And because he is an introverted youth of Acute Level, so now he imagines being in his room, use a boxer and play games with a plate of ‘mie instant fill two’ in front of him.

Then Ravana also glanced at Mr. Rey.

Obviously, among many people, the hardest hit was that one father. The young executive was sitting on the floor leaning against a wall, with his expensive suit and a cigarette in hand. Looking forward to the streets of the capital at almost midnight in silence.

Then Ravana looked beside him. The middle-aged man with a distended stomach who was busy with a cell phone, took care of Pak Yanto's social benefits and various administrations on behalf of the deceased. Moreover, Mr. Yanto has a lot of loans in the office, so Mr. Firman must calculate how much is given to the family and how much should be used to pay off the debt.

As the wife of the deceased said, solve the debt problem first, then others.

The problem is, it's not that simple.

“Yeah, this is what Bu Yanto got nothing even can overflow the remaining debt. Not yet pinjol-pinjol. I heard he often called the debt collector and there are some Bank people who like to come here to find him,” Mr. Firman scratched his hair that began to whiten.

“Counted aja Firman, later I masterminded,” mumbled Mr. Rey.

Mr. Firman and Ravana turned towards Mr. Rey. The man was still staring blankly at the front. It could be that he feels that everything related to Mr. Yanto is his responsibility.

“Pak Rey, the writing in the father's room is ‘forgive me, Pak’ so Mr. Yanto has also felt that it was all his fault, and not the fault of Mr. Rey,” said Ravana.

“You know what, indeed?!” grumble Mr. Rey.

“I found evidence of embezzlement by Mr. Yanto and Mr. Endang,”

Mr. Rey and Mr. Firman looked at Ravana tensely. “You mean?”

“This is a housing complex problem in Cibubur right Pak?” ask Ravana.

“Iya, right,”

Ravana grinned. “Maybe tomorrow we can talk more intensely, in front of shareholders,”

“I don't want to see Mr. Sebastian at this time,”

“I mean the other one,”

“Pak Trevor? Talking to him will only make my name look ugly,” grumbled Mr. Rey.

“Owner this company, I mean,”

“Oh, Mr. Ravana Bataragunadi means yes,” said Mr. Firman.

Ravana glanced at Mr. Firman, while Mr. Rey glanced at Ravana suspiciously. “Can what snot kid? Accept the company only because of the legacy,” grumbled Mr. Rey. It seems he was trying to lure Ravana. Perhaps he assumed, the more angry Ravana was the more he could confess his true identity.

But Ravana is not like that.

Because he himself is not proud to have a legacy like this.

And this is the shape.

“Pak Rey, superiors can indeed be a boomerang for our credibility. But believe me, many Bosses are quietly observing and know which ones really work, and which ones look to work,”

Mr. Rey is silent. He confessed the words of Ravana.

Like him, when he was assigned to this company a year ago, his heart was prying. There are a lot of irregularities going on. While he was educated by a mentor who taught him many things in the field of problem solving and naughty tricks the employees here can quickly find out. That also takes months.

Perhaps his mistake, he started here as a Boss.

“If Mr. Rey wants to bail everything out, the number is very much, sir. And it was all Mr. Yanto's personal fault. You don't have to pay for his wives and his dark boyfriends,”

“Wow! I think it's gossip,” said Mr. Firman. “I add to the list of things I want to meet tomorrow, deh. The code of conduct is how about we tell Bu Yanto, or let Bu Yanto know for himself,”

“One phone for affair with one wife. And the phone in Pak Yanto's drawer was more than five. I do not imagine that the legitimate wife of the deceased received relics from the office. Also lazy to know there is anything in his desk drawer other than a mobile phone,” said Ravana.

“Gosh, Oh my God..” murmured Mr. Rey.

He heaved a heavy sigh and inhaled his cigarette and exhaled it while smiling with relief.

It seems that Mr. Rey has calmed down.

“Thankyou, Boss,” muttered to Ravana.

“Ck!” Ravana clucked while nudging Mr. Rey's feet, warning him not to hear Pak Firman. “But still, banging inventory items I do not allow ya!” ravana whiskey.

Mr. Rey cleared his throat, “Let me go to a psychiatrist for anger management problem,” whispered to Ravana.

Then the state of silence. There was only the murmur of Mr. Firman who was dizzy with social security problems.

“Pak Firman,” call Ravana.

“Yak?” pak Firman's view was diverted to Ravana.

“Satan will work to disturb humans sir,”

“Betul,”

“UMR salary is not?”

“Hah?!”

“Kan work,”

Mr. Firman was silent. Then they both giggled.

“Yes is gone because of me!” sahut Pak Firman's. “Eh, but depending, he's coming to work with a dalem no?”

Then they both broke down.

“Satan was salaried by Recognition,” timpal Mr. Rey.

Ravana and Mr. Firman were silent and looked at Mr. Rey. Who grinned towards them.

Then they laughed three.

“Then, because it is night, I want to finish my work yes Sir, let tomorrow not accumulate,” Ravana intends to leave.

“Iwan, are you sure you clean up first? Kan has been signed to Junet, just go home,” said Mr. Firman.

“But it is my responsibility Sir, if there is a shortcut how?” Ravana. He felt guilty to Junet, as he did not even come to clean the emergency stairs this afternoon because he was busy with the case.

“There are still many who are overtime on the 25th floor, at least he is not alone. Security is also on guard 24 hours,” said Mr. Rey. There are many tenants who do rent this building, but the area from the 1st to 15th floor is used by PT. Garnet Mas Land Tbk.

Besides, this building belongs to him. He should know the mechanism and habits here.

And Ravana needs to be alone. He can move freely. Especially the astral that fills this place, Ravana should know of

where they come from.

Starts at...

The large, hairy tall creature from yesterday stood beside the lobby operator, with its intimidating fangs and red eyes.

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