Why Should I..?.!?

85. Plan B in the way.

"What did you eat?" Starla asked when she returned from her dawn prayer turn.

"Soto. Why emang?!" Answer me without looking at him.

"No boy? I was gonna sniffle, but I didn't." Starla this time was quite calm, not shouting at all.

"Son, cold weather is very suitable to eat foods that are warm. Hehe..." Tukas I'm luring to Starla.

"Sleep will know Him. Brrrr. Ahaha.." Starla laughs at herself.

"Woooiiiii Teletubbies, don't slant and hold your oil... Anya Geraldine help benerin oil slanted also dong..." Andini's brother's shout spread our laughter. It made us instantly silent and focus even more on the noodles walking in front of us.

Line back silent. At dawn it is always like this. Each person focuses on their own work so as not to get sleepy and burden their colleagues.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa......" The sound of our screams compactly echoed when suddenly the light atmosphere turned pitch black.

I blinked a few times, trying to adjust my eyesight.

"Yesse..."

"Alhamdulillah..."

"Asians.sik..sik.sik..."

Until then various expressions of relief came out from my friends to wake me up.

Power's out.

Electric power outage automatic machine off.

Automatic shut off machine conveyor no longer move.

"Ahh tired..." Lirih Starla while sitting selonjoran under her conveyor.

"Hey son, you're sleepy, not tired." Tukas brother Andini glanced sharply at Starla.

"Hehe.both are dong kak..." Kill Starla.

"choose. You're the fuck." Sewot brother Andini.

"Haiii.who's the turn yet? Anya?!" Exclaim bu Tuti who just returned from dawn prayers.

"Ready mom...." I'm happy.

This time it was my last turn to pray, plus the power off so the trip felt relaxed and not in the rush of time.

Me and some of the other line co-workers prayed together quietly even in a dark atmosphere.

Some IT staff and office staff seem to start going around, checking the state of the production parts as well as the machines.

I ignored their activities and was about to return after the prayer. But outside, two men dressed in black were putting up something outside the N-2 building.

Who're they? Why settle for that? It's not a shadow guard, is it? My inner.

My reflexes stepped out peering at them behind a large pillar outside the place where I was praying.

One man managed to put something up, then pointed his thumb at his friend. His friend nodded, then they hurried to leave the place while turning to the left and to the right to make sure it was safe.

It's suspicious. Kayak aja. But what's the maling? Don't bring anything... My inner.

"Why is it here? Hayo's in.." Suddenly someone's voice surprised me.

"Astaghfirullah.. It's a waste of candy wrappers, hehe..." I didn't lie, I did take out the trash before observing two strange people.

"Oh yasudah, come in yuk.." Invite the mother Ika who is none other than the locker keeper locker sif B who always helps me when the wind in sif night.

"Yes ma'am." I stepped in following Ika. Then straight inside, back towards the packing room.

Until line nine I saw my friends cleaning their work areas. There are sweeping, arranging spices, choosing oils, even collecting and folding small plastic-plastic large used seasoning containers.

"Let's help your friend clean up. Forty-five minutes we'll change sif." The operator cried when he saw me enter the twenty-seven machine.

"Ready sir." Answer me politely.

We all dissolved in our work until the time of the sif peegantian arrived.

"Enak lu Mel, relax is not pursued early work." Grumpy brother Andini while sitting and observing other friends.

"Hi dear brothers... I bring good news, he said our president will visit here later," cried Friska who came to us with a frenzy.

"Hooo really? Our handsome president is coming here??" Sahut Starla enthusiastic.

"Yes gaes. I heard myself earlier when many office staff were talking." Friska replied half-whispering to us.

"What a hell of a thing. Anya, Feni, we're here first just waiting for the arrival of my handsome president. .." Rengek Starla with clear mimicry.

"Relatedly.."

''Males.."

Feni and I answered almost simultaneously.

"Haha....Son, if you stay here until the holidays, the president will not know." Cibir brother Andini.

"You'll see, wait in front of the gate, but you know which car it is. Haha..." Sahut kak Dewi agreed.

"Ah, you're bad.." Tukas Starla with a persecuted face.

Meanwhile, in a luxurious house. It appears that a small emergency meeting has been formed. The tense atmosphere enveloped when the bad thing that had been worried about had now become a reality.

"This letter arrived at papa's house. I don't know what else your mama's gonna do by controlling half your grandfather's company." Said Gunawan resigned.

"So who remains the head office, the company in G city, J city, and our 4th branch? Gosh...." Veronika started to limp.

"Something must be wrong here. There must be a spy or maybe a traitor brother." Gara speculated.

"It can be." Answer Vero ambiguously.

"Why? Wh why? Do you have any suspected suspects?" Ask Gara.

"There were three intruders and two traitors. But my brother doesn't have enough evidence. Can't be executed without evidence or witnesses, right?" Vero said while smiling smirk glanced at the papa and also the younger brother.

"Greats. Brother is the best." Said Gara while pointing both thumbs of his hand.

"Don't be happy first..What's next deck? Ready to start Plan B?! We need something strong enough to drop the opponent's support" Veronika asked.

"Who's afraid. But I have one request." Tawar Gara's.

"What? Don't be weird.." Cynical Veronika.

"Gue wants an additional IT person to dismantle something."

"Dismantle what?" Tukas mr. Gunawan.

"Still a secret pa. I don't know exactly what that is either." Answer by ambiguity.

"Deal. You pick the person yourself, they're in the control room." Said Mr. Gunawan in a soft voice and impressed indifferent.

They then disbanded after finalizing the second plan.

"Gun, why don't you just tell them the truth?" Mr. Dan protests when Vero and Gara are out of sight.

"Gue can't afford Dan. It'll affect their mentality if they find out from me." Said Mr. Gunawan with a sad face.

Mr. Gunawan opened the drawer, took a small figura, then looked at the family photo taken when Gara was a toddler.

"Gue knows what you rasain now Gun. I'm sure he's still alive, even if there's no where right now." Said Mr. Dan while gently patting Gunawan's shoulder.

"Gue hope your words are true Dan." Lirih Pak Gunawan while staring fixed photos of his family.

And I will atone for all my past mistakes and sins. Inner mr Gunawan.

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