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Disa lay weak, her madness had completely run out. His emotional dab spirit was already mired in the restrained immortality. The success that has been embraced for many years is standing at the tip of the horn. Disa also slowly fell asleep, hugging the bolster with her eyes tightly closed. As if afraid, the rain would wake him up.

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This morning, when Muslims were preoccupied with congregational dawn prayers in the mosque, Disa had to prepare to go to the office to avoid the traffic jam of the city. He is now trying to find a way out of the problems that are happening.

A problem that feels heavy, after all the pleasures of the world have been enjoyed.

“Maybe today will be my last day working as an Owner in the company.” The sentence constantly haunted him all the way to the office.

Two luxury cars parked in his garage can no longer be used, because it has been more than a week of sweet stamp from a private bank attached to the corner of the car glass.

‘Disita’ is an annoying writing that often makes it difficult to sleep lately and also requires him to ride public transportation.

All these tragedies, make it often recalled the times when it was still difficult first. The writing also haunts almost all properties owned by Disa, such as houses and a number of cafes. Luckily some of them were not seized by the bank.

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Almost all the office employees who met him greeted him softly. As if happy about the news that spread from mouth to mouth. Disa tried to smile, even though only a light smile to respond to the greetings of the officers.

“How could they still behave like that to me? In the meantime, I won't be their boss or maybe they'll be happy if I get out of here!" his murmur was mixed with worry in the heart.

The company that I have been pioneering for almost four years, he thought again.

While surrounding the lobby with a look of hope and sadness.

Can not be hidden indeed, now Disa is too tired to pretend tough. He could only hold the haru in the corner of the eye and swallow saliva. It's smirking!

Arriving at the study, Disa was surprised to find a middle-aged man in a black suit. The man sat in the chair of Disa's work while turning his back to the table. Miris indeed seems, the seat of the throne that he occupied for many years, is now being colonized by others.

Know who that fat guy is. Disa retreated slowly and immediately turned to meet the secretary who was right in front of her room.

“Eh, Mother. Sorry I forgot to say hello. Good morning, ma'am,” said the secretary with a big smile.

“Nothing! Lia, why is that person here?” tanya Disa pointed towards her room.

“Ooh …. Mr Anwar yes, Ma?” ask the secretary carefully while looking towards the workspace.

“Iya, who else!” serunya.

“Ooh, he said he would do a sudden meeting today.”

“Meeting suddenly, meeting 'do you mean? Why?”

“Iya, Mom, meeting. If that is also I know less. Aaa .… He said, it has been a few days Mr. Anwar tried to contact you. However, you are hard to contact. So, earlier he said he came without notice, so ..” chirped his secretary without pause.

“Udah, already! What time is the meeting?” as usual.

“Meeting will start after lunch, Bu.” Hearing that Disa could only take a deep breath. Until finally. Unwanted sounds are very clear. As if it was behind him.

“Can be setiawan!”

The thunderous voice surprised him, Disa slowly turned her head and tried to smile kindly.

"Damn it!!!" rutuknya upset with a mind full of meaning.

Disa finally turned around and looked at the person, starting from the top of her head to the tip of her feet. He stared at her quickly, without even significant eye contact. Disa immediately lowered her head.

At first glance, looks of middle-aged men who stand in the range of the late 50s. With fat on the left and right sides, and gray hair on the top of the head. All the signs of how happy his life in this world with the blessings given by Allah SWT. Enjoy and live a life worth being grateful for.

“Eh, Father?” said Disa a little nervous. The man just stared coldly and then approached. “Meeting shareholders, later noon huh Sir?” continued.

“Why are you behaving like this?” asked the man to investigate, Disa suddenly silenced.

“Dodging? Huh!” the snapping of the person beating the table, made those who were there shocked. “Originally you know yes .. even without your signature. I can still