The Cost of Trust

The Cost of Trust
The Part 150



"Thank you for the time.mas...Jul!", I said.


Julian nodded his head. Aziz and I decided to go home. Julian took us to the lobby.


"Please let me know Ms. Dian if you're ready."


"Okay Jul!"


"Mas..can I not say the same to Julian?"


"Yes, please!"


Julian and I walked out of the crowd.


"Why Ma'am? Is there anything I can help you with?", Julian's face was a little more serious.


"I'm sorry about Jul. Maybe people look at me, Julian looks disrespectful to me. But let the mas. I just want them to respect me. It's not that I'm their boss, that they pretend to be friendly to me."


"But Miss Dian, sorry. I have no respect for those who insult my mother."


"Just calm down, I'm used to dealing with netijen mas Jul. Other people can underestimate me, but they don't know me. At any given moment, the 'weak' me can turn into what they think at all. But not wonder women, Jul!"


"Mrs Dian....!"


"Keep calm mister Julian!", I said with a smile.


"I have high hopes for the progress of the Bu Dian Company!"


"Our Company Mas Jul. Without you, would everything work? No mas! I didn't know it all this time. I'm the one who should be grateful to all of you who are dedicated to our company."


"Thank you Mom!"


"Oh yes Jul. Maybe, I can not look elegant and authoritative like om Kendra. Hard does not mean firm. Perhaps, others will obey with our firmness behind violence. But the rest? They obey only out of fear, not out of self-awareness."


"I understand Miss Dian!"


"And still be my confidant Julian. Forgive me and Aziz who likes to cry. But , we just want to build the same chemistry mas Jul so do not be rigid-merely! So, if outside of work please act ordinary let us be familiar. Because inevitably, we are involved with each other for the sake of the sustainability of our company."


"Good Miss Dian. I will try to be more flexible" Julian said.


"Well, we went home Jul. For the time being, nothing seems serious. I will also learn a lot from my husband."


"Please Ma'am. Sorry Mum....!"


"Yes?"


"Car inventory....!"


"Well, Jul, we can still use the cars of a million of our people hahahaha."


"A car of a million people?", asked Julian.


"Yes. Just look!", I said as I walked towards Aziz.


"With Mother on deck, I'll take the car first."


Mas Aziz made Diaz's impact on me. Mas Aziz headed to the parking lot to pick up his car, and I waited with Diaz. TK forgot Julian and his cronies.


After a while, the car stopped in front of us. Aziz came down and opened the door for me and Diaz.


Julian and the others also gawked. This is what his boss said was a million people's car?? Julian wants to laugh. Aye! The middle class alone can afford it, let alone the big madam? It is worth saying a million people.


"Where is Jul?", I asked from the car.


"Yes to Dian. Million people?! Hahahaha!", said Julian laughing.


Suddenly his cronies aka Julian's men did not expect, a Julian can laugh like that in front of their new boss.


"We're home."


"Please Ma'am...be careful!"


"Why?", asked Julian flatly.


"Mister Julian can laugh too?", whispered one of Julian's subordinates.


"I heard it!", Julian said as he passed from them.


Miss Dian, you are different! Inner Julian.


*******


"Diaz sapped the deck's power."


"Yes, um."


"We stopped by Abah's house?!"


"Ngapain?", asked Aziz.


"You are back in the same negligee mukena umi. Want to be given to me is also okay, at least I will return first."


"Ngarep..!" said Aziz.


"Little heheheh.....!"


"From this community group ngajimu very rame!" said mas Aziz.


"Oh yeah, want NgaOs mas!"


"What's that?"


"NgaOs it...Njai on the street. But not on the road really. Usually kopdar in the mosque where it is."


"Owh.yeah, Dateng. Later on anterin."


"Hahahah far away mas, in Purwakarta. Wanna?"


"You know, if you want antherin."


"Other times, if it's around here."


"What's your ngajim community about that deck?"


"Yes the tilawah aja mas group. Later there is an admin who ngingetin we make a setor tilawahannya. There's one juz a day. There are targets for how many letters or there are also those who just hear His verses. Keep reporting to the group."


"If his najai gegara forced, alias due to possible deadline?"


"At first there were many. But, as time goes by. If it has not been salaried, has not been deposited.there is a less taste that you know."


"What's the group?"


"OJ mas, one day one juz. It's spread all over Indonesia!"


"Goddessa. Solehah's wife!", said Mas Aziz rubbing my head.


"Yet mas. Still far. Please support me!", I said.


"Yes, another tournament!"


We laughed together. May we always be like this.


Don't ever betray me again. You are too precious to me.


I looked one by one between Diaz and Aziz.


"Please, pray for the deck. Let Istikomah. I want to always be a good husband and father to you."


"aaa...hhh.so sweetttt...!", I said. And we laughed again.