The Long Way to Be a CEO

Homehouse

Everyone has dreams, whoever they are must struggle to realize their dreams. It is not a matter of whether or not it can, but there will always be a strong push behind that continues to direct anyone to move, speeding through every major obstacle that comes his way. If you are tired, then let go of everything and tomorrow there is still a day to continue all the fighting.

I honestly feel that by being with her like I've had half of my dreams all along. The fate that finds us both among others that we may have, but unlike fate, will always lead one to find a soulmate among millions of scattered souls.

"Ran, I'll let you know today, there's something important I need to do. Please take care of everything." I said on the phone to rania who was already in the office.

"Okay, is there anything else we should do?" he asked about other preparations for the application launch event that has been less than a month.

I know we are being hunted by a time that every day is an important day and determines the success of the event. But there was something more important that I had to do by myself. This is my fight, and I have to finish it myself so that all my dreams can be realized.

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Arriving at the terminal in the city of Bekasi, I went into a bus and looked for a seat on the bench in the second row from the front that seemed still empty because the departure schedule was still about 30 minutes away. At least there is a lot of time to just create a special music playlist that I will listen to along the way.

My mind and consciousness drifted along as the melody of the music I played on the handpone, driving me away from the hustle and bustle of the capital. Although using earphones, but still I heard some people talking on the bus and also the conductor who kept shouting the same sentence from the first I came to the terminal.

"Cirebon Indramayu, Cirebon Indramayu".

Some time later, the bus drove slowly from the city of Bekasi to the highway which was increasingly crowded by four-wheeled vehicle traffic but still quite smoothly, only the driver was still looking for other passengers. Several times he stopped, though inside the freeway, he will stop and receive other passengers who may not have time to go to the terminal and will wait at some toll road spots near residential areas.

Indira contacted me several times in the chat app. He said he was called to go home to Cirebon by his parents because there was important business that must be notified directly.

"I went with Finna to Cirebon, you're fine wait for me in Jakarta". I was thinking for a while, confused as to what to say, why finna should come too.

Looks like it's more exciting hehehe..

Let's just say I'm working on Indira and Finna at once. They didn't ask me where I was, and he thought I was in the office preparing for a company event. So I don't have to lie and I don't have to tell him, just think of it as a surprise.

Inside the bus was full by several people, and next to me was a passenger who had just entered from when entering the toll road in Karawang City. His small stature may still be High School or a new student child, looks innocent and sweet with thin lips pink from the lipstick he wears.

"Mas, can I sit next to the window.? Sorry mas" he ventured to ask for a seat that I occupy. Perhaps he would rather lean against the window and fall asleep until he reached his destination.

"here?. Oh may, please.." I stood up and shifted to the tempst of his seat, while he immediately took the bench next to the window, and sure enough he immediately leaned his head against the window glass and then closed his eyes.

This girl is tired and sleepy. Before long he sat down, now his consciousness has been lost may dream of meeting his dream lover or enjoying a party banquet.

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"Dir, I'm the one driving, you'll bring home.. “ Finna insisted he brought a car, because he had memorized the road he would take and upon arrival in Cirebon, followed by Indira directing his way.

"Well, if you insist. But don't speed it up". He gave up on his best friend's selfish desires.

"Ready Miss, Do it!". He smiled triumphantly glancing at the face of Indira who smiled wryly because of her laugh Finna.

The latest VW yellow car that Finna has shot out of Jakarta through the Cikampek toll route, because the road is still quiet does not feel he drove his car as fast as possible and if not reminded by Indira several times, maybe Finna will forget to reduce the speed.

It only takes 4 hours from Jakarta to Cirebon if the road is smooth without severe congestion. And now they have entered the Cipali toll soon they will reach the destination city.

The car turned towards the rest area, with the weather so hot they walked out as quickly as possible entering a fast food restaurant nearby from the car park.

"You seem too worried, what's the matter?". Ask finna who's eating her order spaghetti.

"It's rare that you ask me to go home to Cirebon, and you know I met you a while ago".

"I'm afraid something bad is going on" a child's anxiety about his parents is perfectly natural and Finna understands that. Even so, the indira is too excessive in thinking about something that is not yet clear.

Indira was silent after eating, maybe full or maybe still thinking about her father. Finna tries to understand the situation and hugs her best friend.

"Yuk to go" Take indira.

In the middle of the journey indira sleeps fast with accompanied by pop songs played from the music player in the car. Almost an hour they have arrived in the city of Cirebon, greeted by hot weather and towering buildings not much different from Jakarta.

"Wake up, where have you been, where have you been?" He wakes up his best friend who is still asleep to show the path to his home.

"Oh.. Yes for a moment" he justifies his sitting position and yawns because he is still sleepy.

" Crossroad in front, turn left fin". He instructed the paths to be taken to his house.

About 30 minutes long they finally arrived at the elite housing complex "Puri Permata Indah" filled with large and shady trees, there is also an artificial lake that is quite large and becomes a recreational object for residents around.

His house is not far from the lake. Facing from the right direction of the lake right next to a large tree that appears to bear small yellow-yellow fruit.

Once they arrived, they were greeted by Bu Yanti, IRT who had also nurtured the senses from childhood.

"Duh neng's.. You haven't been home in a long time, your dad said he said you came today".

"Mother kangen was totally diras" he predicted the arrival of Indira and Finna as soon as he entered the gate of the mansion and received a warm embrace to these two young women.

"Yes ma'am, dira also miss the same bgt Bu yanti".

"Dad there?" ask indira

"Your father will come home in the afternoon, neng dira same neng finna just rest first, then mom prepare her lunch yes".

"Don't bother ma'am, we both ate earlier in the rest area" said finna.

There is a sense of nostalgia that Indira feels, has been almost 1 year has not visited the house that became the most comfortable place for her. He grew up and lived in this house with his parents and younger sister. Although often the news, but still, if not facing each other in this house, there is an insatiable sense for him. And today, he's been here.

He stared at the long happy photos of himself with Maya's younger sister and also his parents who used to look young. But unfortunately, when Indira was 17 years old, her mother left her husband and children, did not know where and did not know whether she was alive or dead.

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