THE MYSTERY OF LOVE THE CARTWRIGHT’S
CHAPTER XLIX
Since then, Jansen's life has become normal. He started
running a business that he left behind for years.
No one asked, when he became aware of his existence
in America and no longer in Africa.
He trusted Sukirno and Ginah. What are they
doing this right now is the best for him.
To forget the dark past. Jansen changed the name
it became Robinson. This name was taken from a friend who helped him
all this time. He even thinks of The Robinson as his own family.
He was renamed Clark Robinson. And give
ten percent of his shares to his new family. Also called them as
cousins.
Sukirno died ten years later, followed by Ginah in the following year
eleventh. The faithful servant left no descendants.
Only, when the male servant Jansen died, he
bequeath his property to a boy named Bondan in the area
Lumajangs.
I don't understand the blood relationship between them. Jansen
the Sukirno trust. By sending all his relics to
Indoneszian.
Life is still rolling. The success he achieved began
it caused new problems, decades later.
The Robinson Company, began to experience internal corporate problems.
The family's sense of brotherhood is tainted by betrayal as well
the greed of Robinson's grandchildren.
They are trying to control subsidiaries in three countries.
England, the Netherlands and Indonesia.
Jansen who wants to stay away from all business
the company finally reappeared. Expelled The Robinson family from all its assets.
The family's grandchildren were originally with
at the end of the day, just bite a finger. And given a section of about zero
zero comma one percent stake in American holding company.
Such a small number is still capable of sustaining any individual from Robinson.
And they can still sustain their lives with a treasure even though
not working.
Because they come from different genes, of course
the way of financial management is not the same. Someone set up the company
by oneself. Or invest in different areas.
Not to worry about it, Jansen changed the name of the company
the Clark Company. Currently working with The Cartwright’s.
Also moved the parent company to Indonesia.
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Lumajang Indonesian.
Mbok Rah who felt his age was getting older, gave up everything
business of making a living to Bondan. The boy grew up to be a well-mannered person
and devoted to his parents.
Working in a field that is not wide. Also plant various
economical plants, around the house. From there, the two children
that earns a living.
Education is strictly forbidden
the Dutch government for the natives, then Bondan can only teach and learn
By foot, it travels about three kilometers
every day, he remains enthusiastic about carrying out these activities. Arrive when
it's almost seventeen years old.
The night is almost twelve o'clock. Bondan just said
greetings to Mbok Rah, and close the door.
The old man was sewing some of his son's torn clothes
by hand. He looked over for a moment as Bondan said his regards.
Then said, “Don't forget to wash your feet in the back well, le”.
“Ya mbok”.
He's heading to the back. Blowing out the torch he was holding, as well as
put it in the corner of the kitchen. Take a dipper and then sneak water from the barrel and
wash his feet full of wet mud until clean.
After that, return to the living room, where the net sees the symbol
the other tried to seriously insert the thread into the pinhole.
“Simbok not sleeping? It's almost midnight”.
“Looking soon..nanggung. Job symbok stay a little more”.
Bondan saw a pile of clothes scattered in the middle of the mattress. He started
folding it, after checking the repair done mbok Rah.
“This has been done a lot, mbok. Sleep, continued
tomorrow alone, will be tired loh”.
“Tanggung le..stay one more shirt”.
“Here let me continue. Just sleep next door
situ”.
“Hemmms, yes already. Put the thread into this needle. From earlier I
trouble, the hole is too small” grunty.
“He...he. It's not a pinhole that's too small but
the symbok is tired, so it can not see clearly. Not the size of the hole
needle stays the same huh, mbok?” the mother's cheek with love. Plumping
pillow on the bed. So let him sleep.
Still with the same grunt, the old woman also broke down
selves. And finally fell asleep. Leave a fine snoring in the ear
Bondan.
Smile for a moment at my mother. He also took a cloth
the length of which the color began to fade from the pile of clothes on the shelf. Cover it, then
he walked towards the wooden chair by the wall. Sit there and continue
the symbology work is delayed.
Not long after, the clothes began to look neat
revert. He smiled as a sign of satisfaction. Folding and arranging
all on the shelf on the right side of the mattress.
Stretch the body slightly stiff until the sound ‘Kreteek’
audibly. Soon after, he threw himself beside his mother. Pray for a moment
and look at the ceiling of the room.
I don't know what he was thinking, which clearly his determination was already unanimous for
achieving economic success. He wanted to get a proper education at school
The Netherlands. Like the Regent's children or lurah from the village next door. There is there
school buildings that were built specifically for the children of indigenous leaders.
Bondan is determined to get a proper education. Provenance
he has a lot of treasure. “Maybe tomorrow I'll ask permission symbok, working at
dutch Plantation. So that I have a lot of money for his inner school” before
closed eyes.
