The Matchmaker Competition

CHAPTER 98

Hotel Nala Bengkulu

The footsteps walked slowly, inhaling the morning air that greeted him gently. The glare of sunlight looked so dazzling. The sturdy body continued to walk forward, the sound of the waves pounding was clear. Their smiles when they see people are already enlivening the streets. His feet kept walking to see what was in the area. It was his second day in the city of Raflesia. Where as the request of his superiors there will be a meeting with the boss of the sugar factory from South Bengkulu.

His feet were on the long beach.

So named because this beach has a very long coastline reaching 7 km and the width of the beach (tide line and low tide line) about 500 meters. This happens because around the beach there is no coral so that when the tide makes the expanse reaches very far into the beach.

In addition, the number of cypress and pine trees that grow around this beach is also a unique that may not be owned by other beaches. Because, in general, the tree that usually grows in coastal areas is a coconut tree, and this is not found on Panjang Beach.

This spruce and pine trees add coolness to the atmosphere around the beach. Panjang Beach is also the only center of therapeutic attractions by jogging in the morning or evening on the track. Panjang Beach which has a very fine white pasri, will not dirty the feet of visitors while walking.

Juna breathes the beach air that became an icon of Bengkulu city. His hands are stretched as if to get acquainted with the nature of the beach. Looks like some people have been standing in the middle of the waves with a net to catch fishing. Juna landed his body in a small cabin on the beach. Still enjoying the atmosphere of the beach, he was surprised by the person offering the order.

"What do you want to order?" ask a young man who was guessed around his 17s.

"No, deck. If I want to, I'll definitely order." Resist.

"Can't, bang. Brother sat in our stall so we had to shop." the young man kept forcing.

Juna breathed a heavy sigh. He just knew that just sitting there had to shop. Because it wasn't good for the seller he ordered young coconuts. Soon the young man left Arjuna. His hand reached into the mobile phone to inform people. The connection has been entered, just waiting for a response from the telephone receiver.

"Assalamualaikum, ma."

"Vaalaikumsalam, son. Have you arrived?" greet the mama.

"Already, ma. This is again waiting for young coconuts. Mama how are things there. Juna looks like he'll be home a long time, ma. Mr. Burhan said there are three areas here that must be visited. Papa how is he?"

"Alhamdulillah, son. Although the factory turnover is declining, now he invited your boss to combine their efforts. Only now he said the Dira company is being targeted by debt collectors. You know for yourself that the three of us including Eka's parents are entangled in the shares of Mr. Shahab."

"So how's the solution, ma?" ask juna.

"Mama doesn't know, son. He said Minang culinary efforts Eka's parents threatened to close. There are five branches that are closed by the Eka family. Eka's mother asked Eka to divorce her husband. They're ashamed to have a criminal ghost.

If mom somehow doesn't believe that Wandi is like that. Mama's eyes, Wandi is a good man."

Finish enjoying young coconut. Juna also left the beach area, just on foot Juna enjoyed how beautiful God's creation. His mind floated if someone accompanied him on the beach.

"Pak Juna here turned out," a man came to Arjuna when he arrived at the hotel.

"What's our schedule today, sir?" ask Juna.

"Today we have a meeting in the hall of the building, sir. With Pak Wawan from South Bengkulu. Then there will be a tour guide that will accompany you to know Bengkulu tour. Tomorrow we will go to Manna to see directly the branch of the company that Mr. Burhan wants to make. The one who will replace Mr. Burhan is his granddaughter."

Mr. Hadi just smiled at Juna's question. He's been wanted by Burhan so as not to tell about who really is the granddaughter of his superior.

"Non Tami has been surveyed there, Mas. He'll also be here for Mr. Burhan's birthday."

"O" that's all Juna said.

Mr. Hadi left Juna. The 28-year-old returned to his room to prepare for the next schedule.

Finished cleaning, Juna was neat for the next activity. When he arrived at the hotel lobby, he sat down and played the device.

Her eyes smiled when she saw the story of Delia preparing for her marriage to Rian. There was a little relief embedded in his chest. Because there was a man who wanted to account for his mistake to Delia.

"Look at Juna, he already felt he was the boss. The style is exorbitant" whispered Boy, a friend of Arjuna's.

"Yes, he will indeed be mistaken because he wants to marry the boss' grandson." said Darel.

"It seems like a cool ass but a sycophant." replied Boy again.

Both of Juna's colleagues who were in a group went on to demonize the man. Juna also knows that, so he intends to talk to Burhan's grandson when he meets at the event later. Juna believes Mr. Burhan's grandson may also be forced to accept the match. He was tired of being scorned by the people in his office.

"Mas Juna," said Hadi who was already in the car.

"Well, he said he'd be at the hall?"

"So the client said he wanted to meet at the Padang Simplified Restaurant near the Bengkulu People's office. Yuk, we're leaving." Juna gets into the car followed by Boy and Darel.

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Jakarta, residence of Dewi Savitri.

"Om disappointed in you, Goddess. Why do you even look stock with the Shahab. Tell me if there's anything call me. Not even working with a cunning guy like him. Now that it's like this, regret it?"

The goddess was silent. He also did not know that affairs with the shahab family were long-tailed. But she should not have been hit because Mr. Shahab's victim was her daughter.

"I'm sorry Goddess, um. The goddess of that time was desperate because of the company at the tip of the horn. Om did not forget, Andre was involved in gambling and playing women who use company money. At that time Dewi was still upset, because Andre was the man of choice for Burhan."

Burhan sat on one of the living room couches. His eyes suddenly glazed considering the company that his brother built from scratch. Should it end like this? crushed in the hands of a cunning man due to the greed of his son-in-law first.

"Om, you're going to replace your shares with sugar companies. If I don't live long, I don't have a successor. So I want you to continue the factory, om. The remaining sugarcane in the factory can be turned into recycled goods."