The Long Way to Be a CEO

Bright Point

The raindrops must have broken through the earth, there is no stuff to stop for a moment, nor do we see the scorching sun, still blocked by dense clouds that are firmly attached to the sky there. As much as possible I avoid splashing rain water on the balcony of the apartment. The place is quite spacious there are benches and round tables here, to just enjoy a quiet afternoon staring at the scenery. Because of this outdoor area, I can freely smoke and not disturb the air in the apartment room.

Several times I looked into the room, they were still talking and apologizing to each other for many things, I don't know I was too lazy to know the contents of the heart of the woman who if they were sad they would cry, they would cry, even if it is happy, it must be crying too.

But for sure, the two of them have returned to be friends who will always protect each other.

“Ekhm.” Indira cleared her throat quite hard behind the slightly open glass balcony door.

“Have finished the drama?” I was a little joking. Followed by a tight pinch on my waist.

“Awww.. Pain tau!” I stopped the pinch by pulling his hand off my waist.

“You are not funnyuuu sha..” .

“Let's go in, Finna wants to say something to you” timpalynya then walk back towards the front room.

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“Sha, I'm willing to help you, your project is actually very promising if you can see other directions that can increase the chances of a bigger” Finna tells that later the program I created can be more seriously followed up for more use beneficial.

The segmentation I made on this program is indeed very abstract, less clear target market to be addressed. But once Finna explains the weaknesses as well as the opportunities that can be taken and more can be immediately applied thoroughly.

“I'll bet, your program can be used as a means of supporting education. You know why?” he threw the question I could answer, only I understood a little dialectic like this, because he could look further and would have made his purpose and purpose more clear.

Oxygen as a tool to support the teaching-learning process. It was an idea from Finna, really something that was not imagined by me at the time of creating this program. In fact, the teaching and learning process only stops at school or university, and the Oxygen project can provide another time for everyone to learn not knowing the time and place.

The idea was very interesting, I also listened carefully to all the sentences he made. The other side of the program he completely eroded contrary to what I thought, I had just thought Oxygen would be a space for anyone to interact freely and in real-time. But Finna adds another value that can be pursued, which is as a means of supporting one's learning activities. It's a crazy idea that makes a lot of sense.

“How are you interested?” ask her to me who is still silent because shocked by the brilliant idea of this woman.

“Ah.. Uh yes.. The idea was so interesting, I almost had no thought of becoming that”

“I will invest some capital for your company, but I want to see first, the company is legally established and the program you created is already running. How?” He offered to help me with the provision to first run Project Oxygen.

“Okay then, I wait for good news from you” said Finna closed our conversation about the development of the business that I was working on.

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While elsewhere, in a slum in downtown Jakarta, Rania was worried because Dea after waking up in the morning, her body had a fever and her face was very pale. He swiftly compresses right on the forehead of his beloved daughter. It might catch wind, because from yesterday the rain and wind made the weather very cold. He was about to take him to the nearest health center, only it was raining very hard and difficult to find public transportation in this condition.

He hugged the child with affection, praying in his heart that the child would soon recover from the pain. It was heartless to see his daughter lying limp, usually he was very tidy in the morning like this.

“Chealing soon yes son.” He said softly and kissed her cheek.

Dea opened her eyes slowly and found her mother rubbing her hair.

“Mah.. Dea thirsty.” he stared pusar towards his mother who was sitting in front of him.

“Wait a minute ya nak”.

After drinking a little warm water, he tried to raise his daughter's body to sit leaning against the wall of the room.

“Eat ya son, mama have made chicken porridge uangkkk once”. in response to a slow nod by Dea.

After a few mouthfuls of chicken porridge, then taking the medicine, Dea fell asleep again.

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Rania sat on the edge of the mattress staring at her beloved daughter, she felt very sorry for her daughter to live in a state of deprivation as well without knowing the figure of her father who had left since she was still in the womb.

If he could give a whole family, Dea would be very happy. However, the door of Rania's heart has not been able to accept another heart after being disappointed with her boyfriend Toni who has made her suffer all this time for getting pregnant out of wedlock. I don't know if there is any other love that he can get from a man. During this fear of the same thing, make him avoid to be close to men and tend to avoid them all. Right now he is more busy for his only daughter there is nothing else he wants to do but to please Dea with all his soul and body.