The Journey of Jinan

Chapters. 57

It's been almost a week that Ardo has been in Turkey. Today all the work given by his father has been completed very well, and it also makes Basir feel very happy because his son was already reliable in managing his company.

While waiting for the time of his departure to Indonesia with his family in a few days, Ardo chose to busy himself with Adli in front of Adli's sophisticated computer. Actually, he can be alone if only investigating a small thing about someone, but if for as much detail as possible and get to the roots, Adli is his universe.

After two days of struggling in front of the computer, finally everything Ardo wants is in sight. Ardo pulled one corner of his lips with eyes that kept on the computer screen.

"I finally found the carcass you've been keeping. Let's see what punishment you deserve" Ardo said with a sly smile.

"Ad" called Ardo to a man who was the same age as him.

"Yes, sir," said Adli.

"I need your help one more time, can you?" ask Ardo.

"As long as I can, I will."

Ardo smiled faintly. "I want you to make me a virus that can remove all data from all the computers that are connected to each other."

Adli looked in wonder at Ardo.

"For what, sir?" ask Adli curiously.

"Nothing, just a little punishment for a rat who's making trouble."

"Em, I'm sorry, sir. It's not my intention to refuse your orders, but my job here is to investigate something or find information or hack some network without damaging it. I'm not allowed by Mr. Basir to make such a dangerous thing, sir."

"Oh Ad, it's just a secret for both of us. I'll pay you triple for one virus. How's it?" Ardo raised his eyebrows to Adli.

"Sorry sir, I can't. I don't want to disappoint Mr. Basir. He's more valuable than the money you're gonna give me."

Ardo sighed. This adli is very straight in his papa area. If only when he was working with Mr. X he used to want to play a little naughty, maybe just making a virus is not a complicated business, he thought. But all has passed, he also does not know if delinquency like this will be needed in the future.

"Alright if you won't make me. Then just teach me how to make it" Ardo said by raising one of his eyebrows.

Adli is stunned by Ardo's request which he thinks is quite risky. Hadn't he taught Ardo to make a virus, that meant Ardo would have had a chance to make more viruses going forward.

"Sorry sir, I can't" Adli refused again.

Ardo breathed his breath rough. "You want to make me the virus, or am I going to learn from my mafia friend? And don't forget, I'm gonna bother your Felicia. You know that your boyfriend idolizes me? Once I seduce her, I guarantee that she will say a word of broken to you" Ardo threatened with a face made as serious as possible.

"I'm going to make you the virus" Adli said quickly.

Ardo held back his gelatinous smile hearing Adli's reply.

"But sir, this is the first and last time I've created a dangerous virus like this for you. After this I don't want to."

Ardo just say Adli, the most important thing at this time is what he needs he has got. And as for the business of how in the future, let it be a business later.

 

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Jakarta, Indonesia.

The ups and downs of a business will always be experienced by both small entrepreneurs and large entrepreneurs. As Jinan experienced at this time, after a few days of crowded trading, now his trading began to quiet again. Although every day there are only one or two people who order the cake made, but Jinan is always grateful for it. For him, whatever little order came in, it was the windfall that God had set for him.

While playing with baby Ayla, Jinan's hands endlessly reply to incoming chat from people who ask about his homemade cake through his sales application.

Drrrt ... Drrrt ...

An incoming call from an unknown number on his business-specific number. Yes, Jinan deliberately distinguishes his personal number from his business number, so that he knows if there is a foreign number that calls him it means is a prospective customer. Jinan quickly answered the call before it died.

"Assalamu'alaikum," said Jinan first.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Is this really what sells sponge cakes on facebook?" ask a woman across there.

"Yes right, brother. Can I help you?" ask Jinan.

"I'd like to order a steamed sponge 5 baking pans and a roasted sponge 5 baking pans. Can I get you here at 1 o'clock tomorrow?"

"God willing, Brother. What's the sponge, brother?" ask Jinan again.

"What's up, brother?"

"We have five kinds of sponge, brother. Later I send in whatsapp only yes all list variants and prices."

"alright. I'm waiting, brother."

The person across the street decided on his call before Jinan spoke up. Jinan did not blame it, he just sent a list of variants and prices to the person.

The next day, after dawn prayers Jinan was already struggling with his kitchen utensils to make orders from his new customers. In the middle of making a cake, Jinan suddenly remembered that today the expedition where he left his cakes was on holiday.

"Astaghfirullah, why can I forget? Well, how is this. Who's gonna deliver these cookies?"

While continuing to do his work, Jinan kept thinking how to deliver all these order cakes. He has agreed to deliver this order, it is impossible if he asks his customers to take this cake here. But if he drove this cake to his destination himself, then what about Ayla?

Jinan took a long breath. "Did I sign Ayla with Mami Sila?" inner Jinan.

Not one minute he thought he wanted to ask Please, suddenly the person he was thinking of came to his house.

"Well, there are a lot of tumben for the ball, Ji," said Sila when she saw seven baking pans that were ready to be doped.

"Thank God for more orders, Mi."

"Mami help topping love, Ji," said Sila who wants to help.

"No need, Mi. Let Jinan. Mommy wants cake? Later Jinan get it, it happened last night someone canceled the order, so Jinan entered the refrigerator."

"Later to take your own if you want, Mami wants to noping first."

Please do not mind the words of Jinan, the woman continues to do her will to help Jinan menopause cake. While Jinan herself who saw Sila had already taken over her task could only sigh. He was very unhappy because he had made Sila do her work, even though it was Sila's own will.

"Em, Mi," call Jinan in doubt.

"Why?" please do not stop its activities.

Jinan walked over to Sila. "Jinan can't ask for help."

"What Honey? Just say it," said Sila.

"Em, Jinan wants to deliver these balls later at noon. Jinan can take Ayla for a second, Mi?" jinan asked unkindly. It seemed like he really had no other choice but to ask for Sila's help.

"Why should I ask? I can dong. You are already considered as Mami's own child, so do not hesitate if you want to ask for help with Mami. After all, Mami is playing with Ayla."

"Thank you, Mi. Jinan doesn't know who else to ask but Mami."

Please stop her menopening activity. "Jeez Jinan. Once again you say that, Mami will be angry."

Jinan smiled happily, she hugged Sila fondly.

"Oh yeah, who are you dropping off all this, Ji?" ask Sila after taking off their embrace.

"Em, it seems to be alone, Mi."

"Could indeed? This is a lot of Ji tablets, what if the balls get stacked and crushed?"

Jinan was silent for a moment, again he forgot about the most important thing like this.

"What if you are accompanied by Hannah? Mami had seen that she had just returned from school," suggested Sila by calling the name of the High School woman, the son of Wati the owner of the vegetable shop.

"Jinan is not good, Mi. Fear of trouble."

"Those who buy this sponge pay no fare?" ask outside the topic of conversation.

"Pay, Mi," Jinan replied confusedly.

"How much?"

"Fifteen thousand," said Jinan who was more confused by Sila's question.

"Later Mami called Bude Wati to ask Hana here. You are accompanied by him just deliver the ball, then your fare money for two. Instead of you delivering all these balls alone, the balls will be destroyed, you yourself are a loss, and your customers will also be disappointed with you."

Jinan thought for a moment, it seems like what Sila said has a point as well. It's impossible to drive this much of a sponge alone. Aside from harming it, it would also leave its customers disappointed. Finally Jinan agreed to the proposal from Sila, let the money later for Hana, just think of it as the windfall of the young girl.

After all the sponge cake orders are completed, Jinan and Hana go directly to the location that has been sent by the buyer. Jinan who is in charge of carrying a motorbike looks surprised when the road through it is like a stranger to him.

"Han, is this really the way?" ask Jinan.

"On the maps that this guy sends anyway yes here, brother. Enter Resident Flower housing complex, block A house number 188."

For some reason, Jinan suddenly felt bad when his motorbike began to enter the housing complex referred to by Hana. This housing is the housing where he used to live. It was the home of her ex-husband, Romi.

"O Allah, do not let the servant meet them. It's not that the servant doesn't want to meet them, it's just that the servant isn't ready if he has to hear their accusations against the slave again" Jinan was worried.

The transparent motor drove in the direction Hana pointed out. And Jinan began to feel anxious when her motorbike drove by approaching her ex-husband's house which looked quite crowded vehicles in and out.

"Stop, sister," said Hana when the bike is right in front of Romi's house.

"Why stop here, Han?" asked Jinan who was getting anxious. He was afraid that anyone would see his presence here.

"The location is right in this house, brother. The house number is the same. Come down, brother, this must be the house that ordered the sponge."

Jinan was surprised not to play with Hana's words. How could? His face now paled, he was now completely unable to think well anymore. He panicked. Why does it have to be like this?

Jinan grabbed her phone which was in Hana's hands. And sure enough, this is the location of the sponge booker. Does he have to come down too? But if he met one of the people who knew him how? Or what if he met Romi or his parents? What's he supposed to do?

Did he have to burden Hana to bring all these balls inside? No, it can't be selfish like this. Looks like he just called the guy who ordered this sponge? Yes, he must call, so that the person who ordered can take his own order. He was sure if the order was not Linda, Son, or Romi. Because of his voice yesterday when the person called him, Jinan was very sure that it was not the voice of the person he recognized.

"Sister, come. Later the people wait for you," exclaimed Hana who managed to revive him from the reverie.

"Em, let's just call the guy, Han. Later afraid of the wrong house," Jinan's alibi but answered a nod of the head by Hana.

Three times he called but there was no response from the customer. And with a heavy heart finally Jinan decided to just go in and ask the person in front of the house if it is true that the person in the house ordered a sponge on him.

Just as Jinan parked his motorbike in the courtyard of the house, Jinan's gaze suddenly met with the sight of a man who was staring at him with a surprised face.

"Jeez, Mas Romi," muttered Jinan softly.

  

  

  

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Can't be crazy up sorry, but this is almost 2000 words loh😅😅

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