Stay with me, Ken!

Mama

"What about your Mama?" Ken ventured to ask because Al had not offended the woman who had presented herself to this world.

Al let out a long breath, for a long time he was silent. It seems like he is setting his feelings in order to explain about his mother.

"He left when I was 13. Since then I've never heard from him" he said. There was a tone of sadness when Al delivered this.

Ken saw the man bite the tip of his lips, his eyes closed for a moment. Apparently, this man was so sad to remember what he had experienced.

Ken held Al's hand with both hands. Occasionally he patted the back of the man's hand to give him strength.

"Sorry, do I look crybaby" asked Al.

"No," once again, Ken slapped Al's still in his hand.

Al pulled the tip of his lips, he tried to smile. His right hand was placed on the back of Ken's hand. The two throw smiles at each other. Al is happy to be in this fluid situation with Ken.

"Mama's a quiet person, he's very attentive with the family. Papa said, ever since they got married, my mom quit her job. Mama's a nurse at one of Jakarta's famous private hospitals, they met when papa had an accident and was admitted there,"

"Why did he leave the house?" ask Ken curiously.

"Since Maria became my private teacher to be trusted to trade Papa's money, since then she has been more and more at home. He often stays at home. Papa provides a special room for him, a workspace as well as where he rests if forced to stay. I saw the longer their relationship was no longer limited to coworkers, I often caught Papa sleeping in Maria's room,"

"Is Maria still single?" search for Ken again.

"Yes, exactly a single parent. He has a three-year-old son with me. One month before she left, Maria brought her son to our house. Barent, the woman's only son also got a special room in our house, even Papa bought him a luxury car,"

"Your father married her?"

"Looks like. I don't care about their relationship. I was just thinking about Mama who I often found crying and locked myself in her room,"

"Before leaving, he often apologized to me even one day before he just kept silent in my room, accompanied studying, trading, to accompany me to sleep. He didn't say anything, just one letter he had written for me,"

"Your father didn't look for her?"

"No, Papa is rarely at home. When Mama left, Papa was out of town. Maria was able to convince Papa that Mama went with a man she knew in the Maya world. In fact, according to Mr. Komar, the driver who often takes mom wherever she goes, Mama asked to be escorted to the market and will go home alone by taxi. He's not carrying anything but a bag like the one who's going to shop,"

"Pity Mama" murmured Ken.

"I suspect that there was some interference from the woman. Mama is a patient person, she can accept her husband sharing his heart with Maria. He could also accept Papa was more privileged Barent than his own son. So I can't believe Mama left that way. There must be a reason that kept her away from her son and husband,"

"Yes, anyone who can stand a roof with that cunning honey," Ken became hooked on his emotions.

Ken tightened his body, he was very concerned about Al's situation. The man who looked so tough and full of mystery was now dripping tears in front of him. There was a gurat of sadness that was so torturous to his mind.

"Then what about the trades you learned from him?"

"The woman is mean. I was made a promotional event for the class he opened. Some of my accounts and trading results often he shere as proof of the success he guided me. At first I was not too dizzy with the problem but when he started to recieve investments by selling my name, I started to dislike it. He did it all without Papa's knowledge. He is quite brave, the profit promised to investors amounted to 10-15% of the capital they deposited,"

"Why doesn't he play by himself?"

"Not all teachers can master theory and practice simultaneously. Well, Maria trasuk traders who master the theory but less dare to play directly. It could be due to the capital factor as well, so he has to minimize the risk,"

"Oh, I see," Ken nodded his head. It seems he began to understand the life of Al's parents is so strange.

"Maria is very greedy. The money that investors deposited never went into my account to trade. But he paid their profit from my trade. Every Sunday I was forced to WD and the results were enjoyed alone. I do have three accounts, one in my own name, the other two using Maria's name and account number. From those two accounts he can make 300 to 500 percent profit from trading," Ken could hear Al's teeth cracking in anger.

"How much money?"

"The "hundreds of millions he pulled from my account. He forced me to focus on trading in order to become a money-making machine for him,"

"You didn't tell your father that?"

"Of course, but he trusted the woman more. Maria kelit, she accepted investors to build the trust of officials and entrepreneurs so that in the future I could have a big name and become a reliable trader. Papa does not know also many people have eaten his false promises. Since the money was not traded, he ended up dizzy himself so smelled the existence of a Ponzi scheme,"

"Did he work alone,"

"No. He's pretty close to Om Ryan. All I know is, this Om Ryan is the owner of an illegal broker. But Maria introduces him to Papa as her co-worker.

"To give a credible and bona fide impression to the investors and potential investors, Maria met them in 5-star hotels and well-known restaurants. Om Ryan's status as a broker owner further smooths out their plans. Not a few officials and people who are complacent with their persuasion,"

"Oh Allah" muttered Ken who could say nothing more.

" In the first and second year, investors get a profit share as promised. But in the third year, profit sharing began to experience problems alias stuck. Though the number of their investors is estimated to reach thousands of people with the amount of funds raised around Rp 13 trillion,"

"Inalallahi, was the money?" ask Ken, curious.

"They built hotels and entertainment venues on remote islands. The rest is used for poya-poya Om Ryan with his women without marriage ties,"

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