
The loud printer enlivened the atmosphere of a quiet morning in the office. A piece of F4 size HVS paper came out slowly from inside that machine. Agnia has just printed out the stock period report on hand from the system. He holds the responsibility to take care of warehouse stock and ATK. Report the print out results were then taken and he immediately to the warehouse.
The production room inside is still empty. There is no production activity at all. Some warehouse employees had already come and looked relaxed. Mr. Hadi as the assistant manager of the warehouse was sitting in his chair checking yesterday's production reports stacked on the table.
Agnia then opened the door and closed it again. Then approached his superior and stood facing Mr. Hadi.
βThis is today's stock report sir,β said Agnia while thrusting the report to Pak Hadi. The 42-year-old turned to the report. Take it casually and check it out.
βOK,β said Pak Hadi briefly.
"You can continue your work" said Mr. Hadi.
"Okay sir," Agnia replied as she passed away leaving the room.
While in another room, Mr. Adi Purnama as the director of the office was looking at the financial statements this month. How surprised when Pak Adi saw that the income this month was greatly reduced.
"How about this, if it keeps going like this this this company will go out of business," he murmured that looks frustrated.
"Dad why?" suddenly someone entered the room, which turned out to be his own son Cahya Purnama.
"Here son, you see this report!" Pak Adi directly thrust the report to Cahya.
"What's? Why this month's report could drop so drastically! This way our company can go bankrupt!" firmly Cahya who was no less surprised than Pak Adi.
"That's what I'm thinking, son, if you keep going like this, our company could go out of business. What if you're a match father with his son Mr. Arga Wijaya, our biggest investor. Surely our company will be stable again," said Mr. Adi.
"What yeah? Matchmade?" ask Cahya who linked the two halis.
"Yes son, I know for a fact that you will agree with this father's plan, right?" Pak Adi is very confident if Cahya will definitely obey his wishes.
"Well, if it makes you happy" said Cahya.
"It's also for your own good, son," Mr. Adi tried to calm Cahya down and rubbed her back.
Without wasting time, Mr. Adi directly contacted the investor who was none other than his own best friend.
π±"Hello Ga good day?"
π±"....................................."
π±"Well then tomorrow I will visit your house with my family."
π±"..................................."
"Dad has spoken to my father's friend, and tomorrow we go straight to his house" explained Mr. Adi.
"Well yeah!" answer Cahya briefly.
Next day.
"Mom Let's be late!" Pekik Pak Adi to his wife Sinta Nurmala.
"Yes, sir, in a moment" shouted Bu Sinta from the direction of the room that was still wearing her hijab.
"Come Sir!" bring Ms. Sinta.
"Let's son," asked Mr. Adi to Cahya who had been waiting for him in the living room.
They immediately rushed to the residence of Mr. Arga Wijaya who had previously made an appointment.
At full speed Cahya drove his vehicle. On the road so many vehicles passed. Finally after traveling for approximately 2 hours, Cahya and his family arrived at the residence of Arga Wijaya.
Ting...
Pak Adi immediately scowled the bell of Mr. Arga's house. Before long, someone opened the gate.
"With Mr Adi Purnama?" A security man said while sliding the gate of his house.
"Yes right" replied Adi.
"Please you have been awaited by the master inside," said the security while inviting in.
"Thank you" Adi passed by and got out of the car with Cahya and his wife.
"Hi, how are you!" replied Mr. Adi with sumringah and immediately hugged the friend.
"Jeng how are you?" sapa Bu Hana who directly approached Bu Sinta.
"Good news, how's it going?" asked Bu Sinta who immediately hugged warm Bu Hana.
"Oiya, meet our son Agnia Mufida" Mr. Arga introduced.
"It seems I've seen him. But where is it? Isn't he an employee at the warehouse?" cahya's inner murmurs monologue.
Ehem..
Mr. Adi cleared his throat as if he was coughing.
"Why beautiful? Until the dumbass so see," teased Pak Adi who saw Cahya did not blink to see Agnia.
"Mmhh, no sir. Anu.." Cahya became misbehaved because of the words of her own father.
"Dad knows, you must have thought if you'd ever seen him?" guess Mr. Adi tried to guess.
"Kok dad can tell?" asked Cahya while linking the two halis.
"He knows, the person he is indeed again an apprentice in our company really," explained Mr. Adi.
"Well, it's like I've seen him. But you don't know where,"
Everyone laughed at Cahya's explanation.
There is a sense of happiness that emanates from the two families.
"Come introduce yourself?" show Mr. Adi to Cahya.
"I'm Cahya," said Cahya who immediately thrust his hand to shake hands.
"I am Agnia Mufida" replied Agnia who put her hands together.
Cahya who had already thrust out her hand quickly pulled her hand back in embarrassment.
"Sorry son Cahya, Agnia is. He does not want to be in contact with a man who is not his muhrim," explained Mr. Arga.
"It's okay sir, I understand," Cahya replied a little awkwardly and scratched the back of her non-itchy head.
"Sit down, by the way! Time yes want to stand still," timpal bu Hana invited.
"Mba Sum, please bring me some food and drink!" shouted Bu Hana who called her housekeeper.
Before long came Mba Sumi who brought some drinks and snacks.
"Please drink Sir, Mom," bargained Mba Sum.
"Yes mba, thank you," replied Ms. Sinta.
"So what about our plan Di?" ask Mr. Arga.
" Does your son want anything?" ask Adi again.
"This is Agnia, Daddy and om Adi are already planning to match you two. Are you ready?" ask Mr. Arga to his son.
"What's? In matchmaking? Yes, if I'm up to you, then" replied Agnia, looking down in embarrassment.
"That's right, so we agreed?" firmly Mr. Arga.
"For sure, Cahya will too. Agnia is beautiful," teased Mr. Adi.
"Ish, what the hell's dad!" timpal Cahya was ashamed of his father.
"Well if the rich gini is delicious, we both agree yes," said Mr. Adi.
From then on, they began to prepare for their second marriage.