The Will of Young Master

Young Master Congkak

The morning rush in the meeting room of the central Pradipta corp. building at the beginning of the month is clearly visible. Tensioned face rails adorn the directors of the company that Pradipta Group shaded. They are preparing for the presentation of quarterly performance, if stagnant, the censure that will be accepted, if it decreases not only maki caci but can also be added to the removal of positions because the reasons given do not satisfy the president, but also the decision, but if it rises, the quarter bonus is ready to enter the account.

Among the directors who were sitting, Bona looked seriously at the paper he was holding, even though his best friend was the president here, he still had to attend an evaluation meeting because almost half of the shares in his nightclub belonged to Pradipta Corp.

Across from Bona is a beautiful woman who flips through the files in front of her, she is Ramona Citra Riguna, director of one of the Pradipta Corp. companies in the field of fashion. Next to him sat the bespectacled middle-aged man, Sebastian Riguna, Ramona's own father. He has been working for a long time since the late president's father is still alive.

"Mr Rayyendra, will soon enter the meeting room." Info from the secretary of the president at the meeting door.

Without being told all in the room stood up to welcome the president director who was still under his thirties but was able to hold the control of a giant company in his hands.

Firza's footsteps as deputy president entered the meeting room before President Director Pradipta Corp. Firza showed a slight smile with real dignity. Unlike Rayyendra, he stepped firmly, a cold aura was instantly created, as well as a face without a smile with body language that said 'don't try to play with me' making the faces of meeting participants who had been tense became more tense.

It is not difficult for a Rayyendra to intimidate the directors during the meeting, with his power as CEO he can do what he wants, he said, for business affairs and company performance he is not selective and has no tolerance, if it is black yes black, white yes white, there is no grayish for him.

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"You're good Yan, there's no need to feel the tension in the meeting room earlier." Bona loosened his tie on the sofa, in the chamber of Rayyendra's president. Abyan just smiled faintly.

"You're really stiff if not at Bona's club, Yan." Mona chimed.

Abyan again smiled faintly and replied "I'm just trying to be professional Miss."

Ray was also laughing. He had just gotten a breath of fresh air after the heat scolded the company's top brass for not being able to satisfy his evaluation.

"Darling .. You were so mean to scold Dad all out. She's so embarrassed." Mona sulks closer to the chair where Ray is sitting behind his desk.

"Who is your own father. Always harming the company." Ray answered cuek.

"But he's your future father-in-law. You can't be a little merciful." Mona was already sitting on the table facing her body in front of Ray.

Ray folded his hands on his chest, fixedly he stared at his lover's bead.

"You know, right? how I got into a relationship with Firza because your father almost destroyed the company in London. That alone has slapped the professionalism of my work. I also bore shame in front of the directors by forgiving your father, instead of being fired and making up for all the company losses, Sebastian I saved by becoming the director of one of the companies in the country."

Ray's voice is slow but full of pressure which means once again you act then the end of your history. Mona understood that, slowly she got up from her seat and went back to the sofa, she had been willing to seduce Ray for her father, but now she gave up her intentions.

"Hehehehehe... know what you think .. Just look at my club whose profit does not go up nor down, I got scolded earlier, even you defend your father who is deteriorating. It's just as good as you are at stake." whispered Bona.

Mona's facial features instantly changed. He is not at all willing to risk his love relationship with Ray that he has worked hard to get. Getting the status of lover of the president of Pradipta Corp. is the same as raising the prestige of Ramona drastically. All the worldly pleasures he has grasped, he just defends from the temptations of other women. But he felt no need to worry because the woman in his life was only the Big Madam and she herself. Ahhhh.

"Mon, thank Ray for letting Abyan help you with your company, otherwise you'll be skinned worse than your father." Bona is still splicing his sentences.

Ramona glanced at Ray who was still sitting facing his work laptop doubtfully. It is undeniable, Abyan's involvement in the company that he led over the permission of the president to protect him because Mona does not really understand the management and ins and outs of the business world. As a child he was used to being the princess of his family, living more than enough that his needs were ready before his eyes. It would be perfect if her life was closed as Madame Rayyendra Putra Pradipta.

"Ray, to get rid of the fatigue, let's have some fun tonight" Mona asked.

"I don't have time tonight." Short and firm answer Ray silenced persuaded his lover.

Mona's originally sparkling eyes instantly became dim. If this is the case, no one can argue. Abyan understands her master's body language, then he invites Bona and Ramona to leave the room immediately.

"Thatmghhhh....!!! Why he does not just sit at home or do things that he can do rather than take care of the company. If you do everything Mona has to do, you'll be the one to replace her, Yan."

Ray is really sultry with Ramona's attitude. Since Ray was officially appointed as president, inexplicably Ramona continues to whine asking for 'place' in Pradipta Corp. After that, only losses were reported, so he instructed Abyan to run the company Ramona led while protecting her lover from embarrassment during the evaluation meeting. His girlfriend's name was only on paper, he only enjoyed the Pradipta corp fashion product brand at will.

"Then just change his position, sir. I'm the director and Miss Ramona is the assistant to you, I think your lover would be very happy to accept."

"Don't hope!"

Rayyendra threw his laptop mouse away, Abyan caught it with a laugh.

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"Litha, aren't you tired of accompanying me? Or just because of the pay, you thicken your earlobe?" asked Grandma Dayyu one afternoon in the park west of the main house, as usual waiting for the sun to hide behind the night.

"Hahahahaha....... Who wouldn't survive on that big paycheck, Grandma. Thank you very much, Nek, for helping Litha to connect with life very well even Litha can mourn, may Grandma be healthy always, let Litha money continue to hehehehehehe...." Litha hugged Grandma Dayyu's arm spoiled.

"This child is being asked seriously, he replied jokingly."

"Well, Litha is not a hypocrite, Litha is realistic, Grandma. But beyond that, Litha was happy to be able to accompany Grandma to talk even Litha to vent the life of Litha hahahahahah...."

Grandma Dayyu shook her head, amused by Litha's reply.

"Litha here is far from mother, must go to college and think about the costs of many kinds. Litha has no friends other than Ninda because she's a boarding roommate. So Litha was really happy to talk to Grandma." Litha looked at the old Netra Grandma Dayyu.

Grandma Dayyu nodded with a smile, clapping Litha's hand that was wrapped around her arm. He saw there was sincerity in the eyes of this girl. His innocence greatly comforted him but on the other hand his rigor to climb his life amazed him.

"Hehehehehe. Not polite ...." Grandma Dayyu pinched Litha's runny nose.

"It's fun, Grandma, it's been confided, it's been paid a lot. After all, Grandma was also wrong, why always ask me which story about my life that is not good. Grandma herself has never told me anything other than longing for the late Grandpa and Mr. Nicolas, a matchless affection for Mr. Firza and Tuan- "

"Ahhhhh.., the weight of this mouth calls Young Master Congkak that." Litha grumbled to herself in her heart, her face wrinkled.

Grandma Dayyu felt strange Litha hung up her sentence plus her face that suddenly looked like a heartburn person.

"Sir who?!?" Grandma Dayyu deliberately startled Litha with a rather loud voice and patted her hand.

"Young Master Cocky!!!" Litha mentioned without thinking. A second later he covered his mouth with both of his hands, in shock, and both of his eyes wide.

"Haaahhhh....what-: I call his favorite grandson what? Duhhhh... die me .... "

Litha belatedly realized what she had taken out of her lips, she could only curse herself by banging her head.

"Stupid ... stupid ... stupid!!!" muttered.

"Huhahahaha....." Grandma Dayyu laughed so hard seeing the girl beside him acting like that.

Grandma Dayyu slowly stood looking ahead, still laughing but not as hard as before.

"Hahahahaha.I haven't called it that way in a long time...."

"Sorry, Grandma." Litha's voice was slow, she lowered her head showing a regretful attitude.

"I used to call it that." Grandma Dayyu paused a little, then she resumed her sentence.

"The day I officially adopted Firza as my adopted granddaughter, Ray, who was still in elementary school, was so angry with me that he wouldn't talk to me, only Mr. Is is the only one in this house who can talk to him."

Once again Grandma Dayyu stopped her sentence. He took a heavy breath, in fact he did not want to tell the thing that became a wound in his grandson's heart.

"I call him Young Master Congkak as long as he silences his grandmother. I know she was very unwilling to share her grandmother with strangers, but Grandma did it for her own good so as not to be spoiled, so that she knew in this world there was not only one. He went to school at home without friends, it was hard to make friends, only the servants who obeyed all he wanted."

Grandma Dayyu's voice swallowed, there was a raucous sound there. Litha knew this was her fault, she swiftly memorized Grandma who stood up, invited to sit back.

"Mom, Litha, get me a drink, Grandma, sit down first."

Without Grandma Dayyu's consent, Litha immediately rushed into the kitchen to fetch some drinking water.

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# In the kitchen of the house #

"Sir Is, who's laughing?"

Firza was surprised to hear the loud laughter of her grandmother, she tried to remember the last time the laughter was heard from her grandmother. No-he never heard of it as long as he was the grandson of the Pradipta Family.

"Laughing loudly at the last Mistress when the Young Master was his fourth birthday, when the Young Master played a balloon and its contents, colorful pieces of paper about the Big Master and the Big Lady," sir Is replied as if he knew what Firza was thinking.

Mr. Isaac has been working in this family since adolescence, he knows very well the history in the main house. It is rare to have such loud laughter inside this house, everything seems so serious, especially when the news of the disappearance of Namada Airlines in the Indian Ocean appeared on TV news broadcasts. But now it is precisely in her old age that the Great Lady rediscovered her old laughter, her happy laughter.

For a while both Mr. Is and Firza were deep in their thoughts, only because of the loud laughter of the Great Mistress, how sad it is to have the wealth of a mountain but not enough to lift the laughter of its owner.

"Sir Is, excuse me, I'd like to take a drink for Grandma." said Litha politely.

"Ah .. yes, well Miss, please."

"What did you tell Grandma until she laughed like that?" firza asked curiously, she really wanted to know, she who had been nurtured to this size alone could not please her Grandma like Litha had just done.

"Nothing," Litha replied briefly as she poured some water into the glass.

"Hey .. come on. Don't keep your own secrets. I've been shopping for groceries for you, you can cook them for dinner but make them for me too." Firza pointed at her grocery bag.

"A lot ... Can I cook it?"

Firza just smiled and nodded.

"Thank you Mr. ... what are you going to eat tonight?"

"Sir-is still calling me Sir? Big Mistress, you call Grandma, no good, I you call Mister."

"So, what should I call you?" Litha confused her eyeballs upwards indicating she was thinking about something.

"Call me brother!" Firza answered quickly and loudly. Somehow he felt nervous, only this time the movement between his hands and feet moved without ever from his brain, moving uncharacteristically, his heart beat rhymed very quickly like the sound of a drum boom... bummmmmm.

"Mr ... " Mister Is noticed the change in his Young Master, he never saw his young Master as such misbehaving with flushed cheeks and awkwardly smiling.

"All right, I'll go to the room first." Firza who knew something was wrong with her immediately left Litha's view, the cause of all her changes just now.

"Lately Young Master Firza often comes here home from work, but only meet Grandma at dinner, and then go home to her apartment, why not all of you sleep here, right, there's a room in this house, what does she avoid at night in this house?" asked Litha to Mr. Is, Firza had vanished from his sight.

"Many things you don't know Miss... This house is so much sadness, a wound in the heart of each occupant that may not have been dry until now." Mr. Is replied inwardly, deliberately so that the girl would not wonder anymore.

"Is Young Master Firza afraid of ghosts huh? If this house is very large Mr. Is, you may have seen it hiiiiiii one night......" Litha answered her own question with the imagination of the boy. Then he passed leaving Mr. Is carrying a glass of water for Grandma Dayyu.

"Hahahahahah... it's appropriate that the Big Lady can laugh loudly, hahahahhaha.. since when the inhabitants of this house are afraid of ghosts, there are ghosts afraid of them hahahahaha....." now it was Mr. Is's turn to shake his head.

"But never was Mr. Firza like that, and why he wanted to be called brother. Ah ... Miss you did change a lot of the inhabitants of this house, lest you were his own ghost hahahaha..." Mr. Is still not stopping mumbling.

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"Sir, Litha's really sorry."

"No Litha, you're not wrong. That's an honest assessment. Grandma appreciates it."

"But Litha shouldn't have called it that."

"Heheheheh, then let's call it together."

Litha gawked in disbelief at what she heard. Grandma Dayyu was not angry at all, even thinking of it as a funny thing. Litha's unbelief has not been lost, Grandma Dayyu has calculated to give a warning.

"Young Master Congkak!!" sahut Grandma Dayyu along with Litha.

Litha reflex closed her mouth again.

"Hahahahahahaha.." The laughter of Grandma Dayyu and Litha coincided with the sun sinking in the western horizon.

From the window of the room, a pair of eyes looked at them. On one hand he was envious as well as happy, the existence of the young girl brought laughter to someone who had long been silenced and on the other hand he felt empty because he felt that he had failed to return someone's goodwill, he had lost... against the girl who made her heart uncontrollable.

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