
They soon returned to Villa's summit. Vendra in his own mind while Mr. Darman immediately drove his car.
From then on, his feelings were not good. Like someone was watching them.
Arriving at Villa, Mr. Darman did not ask much and talk. Irit, another word.
" Dan, I'm coming in. Anything aden need?" ask Mr. Darman.
" No Sir. Thanks though. Later if I need, I'll ask Tarno. Please Mr. Darman fulfill his obligation" said Vendra.
Actually Vendra never forbid anyone to worship. But he doesn't like being in front of him or being too loud. That made him a little disappointed. And his heart was angry.
" Hmmm.. Aishyah, that name always soothes my heart" murmured Vendra.
Vendra immediately moved towards his study. Opened some report files about the plantation. He also saw from the window how vast his garden was. The whole village worked for him to become a tea worker.
" Mr. Darman must know this problem" said Vendra Lirih.
Yes, suddenly a word from the caretaker about the sugar factory owned by his mother. Because all this time he did not know there was a sugar factory owned by his parents.
Vendra immediately sought the whereabouts of Mr. Darman.
" sir... Mr. Darman" shouted Vendra.
Mr. Darman who still enjoys his hot coffee in the kitchen with Tarno terjepang hear Adennya call him. Soon she ran small.
" Yes Den.. Can I help you?" ask Mr. Darman.
" Well, what time will we be back? Is the preparation there done?" ask Vendra to remind.
" It's Den, sort it out if the problem is. Aden will leave at what time. I'm afraid" replied Mr. Darman.
" Now Sir !!" answer Vendra.
" now?? Yes wes monggo. Aden didn't eat first?" ask Mr. Darman.
" It's not necessary. Aish has brought me provisions in the bag!" vendra replied a little.
" Ohh... Aish.." replied Mr. Darman slightly smiling.
Vendra immediately returned to the room to clean up and pack up. While Mr. Darman again spent his coffee.
" sir... Aish who?" ask Tarno.
" Cap" replied Mr. Darman.
" Helehhhh.. koyok wong enom wae loh (rich young people aja loh)" replied Tarno.
" Hishh.. wes ben, no papa to No? It's my happiness" replied Mr. Darman.
" Wes, I'm not going back to the white house anymore No. You keep this here the real No. Don't disappoint Aden. My message, you are more careful again No. A lot of people are after something from Aden. Do not let you neglect in carrying out the task. Can - can you get it" Mr. Darman reminded.
" Yes Sir. Thanks though. Is this really going to go straight away? Don't want to stay here?" ask Tarno.
" Ndak, Saroh No. Aden must be coming home soon. There is work ndadak No" replied Mr. Darman.
" Yes already Sir. Ati - ati aja. Take the car slowly - slowly. It looks like rain is coming" Tarno said.
Vendra was ready and brought her bag.
" Sir. already?" ask Vendra.
" Come den, Aden already? Nothing left behind?" ask Mr. Darman.
" There is no sir. Come on!!" take Vendra quickly.
Soon Vendra got into his car and put up his seatbelt. He enjoys every dream on his own. When Mr. Darman was sitting in the driving seat and was willing to drive, he said to Mr. Darman with confidence.
" Sir, to your sugar factory, now!!" pinta Vendra is firm.
Vendra just kept quiet without talking, actually she wanted to ask. But surely Mr. Darman has a definite answer for doing so.
When it got a bit far but could see the factory Mr. Darman stopped his car and took something behind the car seat.
" Den, this is !!" said Mr. Darman.
Vendra immediately used the binoculars to find out the factory in question.
" It is still operating until now sir" said Vendra.
" Yes!" replied Mr. Darman briefly.
" Who is in control now?" ask Vendra seriously.
" Uncle Aden" replied Mr. Darman weakened.
" How many assets do you have right now?" ask Vendra.
" Just that factory. And it looks like the factory is about to go out of business. Because the money is not right. And the salaries of its workers are uncertain!" sir Darman.
" I want to take control of the factory again. Can you??" vendra asked, looking at Mr. Darman.
" I try Den" replied Mr. Darman could not promise.
" All right, let's go home. Before we go home we see the surrounding conditions and monitor the economy of the surrounding people as well" Vendra asked.
" Good Den!" replied Mr. Darman with certainty.
Mr. Darman immediately pulled out his old cell phone. Even though that old school was very useful to him. Mr. Darman is looking for someone's phone number.
" Indra.please keep an eye on the sugar factory area. Report any irregularities and events that exist and occur. Do not forget to monitor the economic development of people around. Report to me tomorrow morning!!" said Mr. Darman.
" Indra?? Can't believe??" ask Vendra to make sure.
" Yes Den. He was my confidant all along. And he helped with every land purchase Aden wanted. And it's also that he can seize the assets of his father Aden from his uncle and aunt Aden" Mr. Darman replied.
" Hm. Make sure everything is okay. Work with heart!" vendra's orders are sharp.
" Ready Den. We back?" bargain Mr. Darman.
" Hm.. Is it ready for tonight, isn't it?" ask Vendra to make sure.
" Yes.. Den. Someone just told me in a short message!" answer Mr. Darman.
" good. Thank you sir" said Vendra sincerely.
Mr. Darman immediately got into the car and immediately drove it. The day has begun to go into twilight. The cloud and fog began to fall.
Vendra warns to be careful in driving his car.
" Sir, the bridge please honk!" pinta Vendra's.
And Mr. Darman did the advice Vendra ordered. The habits of people around, not musicians but just used to it.
" Den, we'll be on the big road soon. If Aden is going to rest, rest. Get ready for the power den tonight!" advice Mr. Darman.
" Hmm" replied Vendra.
During the trip Mr. Darman just continue to drive his vehicle with a very careful. A little quick to rest well.
Mr. Darman feels a little tired, while the fuel will also be exhausted. He turned the car into the gas station he was currently driving through.
Mr. Darman immediately refueled the vehicle. Then he stopped at the rest area. Straighten the body for a moment and want to drink warm tea. Because the weather is a little foggy sign the air is quite cold.
Vendra felt his car stop. He immediately opened his eyes. An uninhabited steering chair. Soon he spread his eyes around.
" Police "the murmur is soft.