She's My Brother Not My Mother
108. Mr. Basiran
"Alright I call you because I believe in the father, and seeing the performance of the father, you I lift as the new head of cleaning service" said Faro firmly and authoritatively.
Mr. Basiran's eyes widened perfectly, almost unable to believe what the boss said in front of him, his eyes immediately glazed over without being able to take a word out of his mouth.
"Sir, why daydream?" chuckling Faro saw Pak Basiran who seemed to not believe what he had just heard.
"A..a.a.. what do you say boss, I don't want to be sacked but appointed as head of cleaning service?" brick stamped Mr. Basiran between terdukung happy until it can not be expressed in words.
"Yes sir, I believe you are capable of carrying out the task I gave you" Faro almost cried seeing Mr. Basiran so moved happily.
"Thank you for your trust, I will carry out this task well boss, thank you once again" Mr. Basiran directly extended his hand to shake hands.
Mario just looked at the interaction between Faro and Pak Basiran by sitting on the guest sofa beside them, it turns out there are still honest people around us muttered itself in the heart.
"May I ask one more sir about your family?" pinta Faro hesitated but glanced at Mario, who was just looking and listening.
"Please boss, what do you want to ask?" Mr. Basiran corrected his seat daring to look at Faro who stared intently at him.
"What does it mean to think his son doesn't exist?" hesitant but still firmly ask Mr. Basiran.
At first hesitated Mr. Basiran would open his mouth to the story, but Mr. Basiran still had to be honest.
"My son is looking for money in a way that is not halal boss, I do not want to enjoy the results of his efforts, I better enjoy my own efforts in a halal way" said Mr. Basiran sad and down.
"That's not halal sir?" the more Faro pressed specific questions and made Pak Basiran more confused to answer them.
"A.a.a.that boss" stuttered Mr. Basiran and increasingly confused what to say.
"Already sir, I do not force you to answer, as long as it does not interfere with the performance of my father does not dispute it, please father back to work, please return to the workplace, I will serve as the head of cleaning services starting tomorrow" Faro firmly and authoritatively still looked at Mr. Basiran's face which was like hiding sadness and feeling guilty not answering questions clearly.
"Thank you boss" Mr. Basiran wanted to get out of Faro's office, when Faro's door called him back.
"Sir Basiran, if one day you want to tell me about your son come to me, or if you have a problem do not hesitate to ask for help here, I'm sure you know who I am" aloud Faro spoke leaning back in his great chair.
Mr. Basiran gasped in shock but tried to keep his nervousness just nodding, opening the door out of Faro's office room.
"In the meantime boss, I have an idea" Mario stood small out following Mr. Basiran who was walking closer to the elevator.
"Pak Basiran wait" shouted Mario running over to him.
"There's something I can do to help the boss" Mr. Basiran stopped and turned around so he didn't press the elevator button.
"Relax sir, I'd like to ask for personal help, not about the company's work, can we go to my room for a moment?" take Mario to walk towards his office room, Mr. Basiran follows from behind him.
"Please sit down sir" Mario sat on his throne while Mr. Basiran sat in the chair in front of him.
"Look sir, five days ago my wife gave birth, at home there is only one maid so overwhelmed, can you help me recommend one person only" said Mario smiling kindly.
Mr. Basiran smiled, maybe this is a prayer that is done sincerely every time the wife who is almost two months unemployed will get a job back.
"Let's just relax sir, we also provide a house for the whole family because there are two rooms for each door, there are four doors but now there is one door left" mario's story again by muttering for sure Mr. Basiran will be interested because yesterday had been informed if his wife stopped working at the house of Felix Siregar before Agus Martono was appointed as chairman of the Indonesian branch of the mafia.
"May it be my wife who works at your home boss" Mr. Basiran offered his wife as Mario alleged and wished.
"Waaaah what a coincidence, may also sir, but on condition that the father of the family must move there" Mario guess right, like catching prey into the trap of his term.
"But. but..." Mr. Basiran hesitated to continue his words.
"But what sir?" Mario advanced his body staring intently at Mr. Basiran.
Subject to shame, like the fruit of simalakama, if said would be like given a heart but ask for a heart, but if not said will lose the offer of work for his wife.
"Let's just say sir, don't hesitate" Mario frowned thinking what made him doubtful and fearful.
"Can we move out after the boss's payday?" pinta Pak Basiran with great hope.
"Can't Sir because next Sunday we will hold our son's aqiqah, so it takes a lot of additional energy" explained Mario with a logical reason so that Mr. Basiran honest difficulties he experienced.
"But my boss---" stopped again saying Mr. Basiran sadly.
"Honestly, sir, who knows I can help you with the problems you're experiencing" again Mario reassured.
"Look boss, I'm still delinquent on the payment of rent for three months, and again still have delinquent money shopping at the vegetable stall next to the house" there was relief in the middle-aged man's heart after telling the truth.
Mario took out his wallet, counting the money he had in his wallet.
"I'm sorry I don't want to owe you, I'm afraid because of past experience, I lost a son because I couldn't afford to pay my wife's employer" not to refuse or intend to offend but in the heart of Mr. Basiran does not want to repeat the same mistake a second time.
Mario again smiled proud and moved there are still honest people and maintain a strong principle to live as it is.
"This is all sir, we both need, I need the labor of the father's wife, the father also needs money to pay the rent, this money just think of as the salary of my father's wife to pay upfront, pay it all off and move on today" Mario pushed the money he had just put on the table closer to Mr. Basiran.
"I mean my wife can directly work the boss?" sparkling Mr. Basiran's eyes hear Mario's logical advice and can solve problems that are like endless.
"Of course sir, because now at home is very troubled at this time, my father let go home at noon, finish all today, starting tomorrow morning the father's wife has to start work, salary problems, salary problems, later please talk to my wife yourself" back Mario smiled, managed to persuade the parents of the chairman of the Indonesian branch of the mafia.
"Thank you boss, may I go home now" Mr. Basiran stood up to say goodbye out of Mario's office.
"Pak Basiran can ask one thing for help?" pinta Mario when Mr. Basiran has not had time to push the door to get out.
"Can my father's family keep it a secret about my wife, because my wife doesn't like and is a bit hard to get along with people she doesn't know very well"
"Just calm boss, your secret is safe in our hands" by giving his thumbs rushing out, the heart seemed to warm in one day all the problems seemed to decompose quickly.
Because it is very happy Mr. Basiran forgot not to ask for his address, even though today he had to move in the house that had been provided by his prospective boss, he said, after picking up the small bag, Mr. Basiran returned to Mario's office and knocked on the door.
"Tok..but.tok.."
"Come in" Mario was surprised Mr. Basiran entered the office again without being called first.
"Sorry boss, I forgot not to ask for your home address" Mr. Basiran screechily scratched his nape that did not itch.
"Ooo this is the address, I'm waiting today, I've contacted my wife and security" Mario gave a business card complete with address and phone number.
By using a loyal old-school motor accompanied Mr. Basiran during his work as cleaning service, he quickly returned home.
Until the house told his wife about today's events, rising through the ranks, getting a job for her, getting a job for her, with the house facilities in the upfront salary of the middle-aged married couple to shed tears because it is very grateful there are still good people who help difficult people like their families.
The first thing that Mr. Basiran and his wife did was to the house that had a contract to pay arrears for three months and also say goodbye if they want to move because they have got a new job as ART.
After finishing the place of the person who has the contract, Mr. Basiran and his wife to the stall next to the house to pay the debt that accumulated a considerable amount, say thank you and apologize and all parties will move the contract.
Finished all debts repaid, Mr. Basiran and his wife immediately packed all household items and furniture, assisted by his two children who had just returned home from school.
Until five in the afternoon Mr. Basiran and his family had finished tidying up the household furniture to be transported by the pic-up car he rented.
Without informing his first son Pak Basiran moved and left the contract with his wife and children and did not leave a new address to the neighbors around.
At the gate, Mr. Basiran went down and approached security asking for permission to enter and said that he was a family who would work as ART in this house.
Along with Mario coming home from the office when Mr. Basiran arrived in front of the gate of his house, Mario honked the car horn and opened the windshield.
"Open the gates sir, let them in" Mario shouted to security guards.
"Ready boss" answered two securities simultaneously.
After Mario parked his car, got off and approached Mr. Basiran and his family, asking for security to help bring things down and show him where Mr. Basiran's family lived.
