Wulan In Night Wound

Chapter 70 Cunning

In recent days Deni has been busy spreading bad rumors about the construction of a new factory. Not as usual, Deni deliberately joined the roost in one of the famous warkop visited by many villagers, especially during the hours of returning to work.

In Karang Gayam Village, the largest business place is owned by Mr. Darma. Pak Darma's garment factory is not the only place of business in the village. But other businesses, just a small business like home industry with a relatively small salary.

"Denger-denger new factory will open in this village. That's where the construction started" said a young man who was having an apple with his girlfriend.

"What factory do you think?" ask the lover.

"Denger garment factory, beb. I want to apply, I will have experience in the cutting section" said the young man.

"I can go with Lamar, right? I can't sew. The big factory is definitely his salary is also big" said the woman sadly.

"Same mom sure you can work there? The Denger is a foreign company. I'm not sure I'm a citizen here given the chance to join the company. It must be the loudness of the graduates up high" said Deni who sat next to the couple's table.

"Ah cook anyway, Mas?" said the woman with an incredulous look.

"Such a factory, must have a stranger. If the foreign factory must be looking for employees who are fluent in English. We may not want the same rich village people we-we" said Deni reassured.

And finally word of mouth spread. News broke that the new plant would not accept local residents if it was operational later.

It was also reported that the factory would reject all forms of village levies either legal or illegal. Though there is a regulation in Karang Gayam Village that every business person in the village must contribute to village activities. Whether it is funds for road repair, construction of places of worship, school repairs or other public facilities. Even worse, there are rumors that factory waste will be disposed of carelessly and will definitely pollute the environment.

The youth and the villagers of Karang Gayam village labor force finally felt indignant about the news. They feel they do not need a factory that only wants to damage the environment of his village, but refuse to contribute to his village.

Finally on the day they agreed to act.

While Mas Adit and I went straight to the project site so I lowered Sky and Bune at home. Travel time that should take 30 minutes, we take only 15 minutes.

As soon as we got to the project, it appeared that hundreds of people were standing up carrying factory rejection banners. Project workers appeared to be silent on the other side of the protesters. Not because they are afraid, but more because they do not want to trigger unwanted events.

...REFUSE THE CONSTRUCTION OF A FOREIGN FACTORY!!!...

...REJECT BUSINESSES THAT DO NOT CONTRIBUTE TO THE VILLAGE OF KARANG GESAM!!!...

...IF IT COULD BE A SOURCE OF LIVELIHOOD, IYES!...

...BUT IF YOU WANT TO DESTROY THE ENVIRONMENT, MANGGAAAATTT!!!...

I was stunned to read the contents of those banners. What the hell is this really?

"Oh, so you, Lan, want to make a factory here!" said a mustachioed man I know as Mr. Naryo. One of the people loyal to Mr. Darma.

"Basic girl shameless! After slandering the son of a prominent person of this village, you even came back here to compete with Mr. Darma. Dream you! We're not going to stay quiet!" continued Mr. Naryo.

Ah, I'm starting to understand who's the culprit of this problem. You fucking human!

"Fathers and Mas-mas whom I respect.." I tried to speak. But I have not finished talking screeches of a protester who was next hounded by others sounding simple.

"Little women don't have much to say! Get out of this village!"

"Go!!"

"Stop the project!!"

I really feel confused.

Amidst my confusion, Mas Adit appeared to run into the office. On exiting, a medium-sized megaphone was within his grasp.

Adit stood next to me.

Ngiiiiiiiie!! Denging megaphone sound played by Mas Adit.

I who was next to him grimaced and covered my two ears. The demo participants were silent.

"Fathers and Mas-mas, please, before you judge us, allow us to explain every accusation you make to us!" tukas Mas Adit through its megaphones

"Reason! Want to run away for sure!" screeched someone. Very illogical words.

"Yes, excuse!" the other squeals are disdainful.

"Swurried how? Our loss if we run away. Project stagnant. And again you all certainly know buying a land area of three hectares is the price must be quite fantastic" said Mas Adit realistic.

Inevitably they finally agreed with Mas Adit's remark that we could not escape.

"That's it. In order for you to believe in us, we will stop working on the project temporarily until we find the word mufakat" Mas Adit told the protesters.

"good. Eight o'clock in the morning we'll be back again!" said Mr. Naryo firmly.

"If there's enough representation, sir. I'm sure, between the Fathers and Mas-masnya all of you, tomorrow have to go to work for a living" Mas Adit began to negotiate.

"good. Five of us will be back here tomorrow. Watch out, don't break your promises!" replied Mr. Naryo fierce.

Finally the leaders left. I let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you very much, Mommy"

"Liet down. It used to be right in Kalimantan is often like this too. Rejection by locals is common. They just want to be heard" replied Mas Adit.

"Come, I'll take Mas Adit home. Maghrib's back again"

Just about to open the car door, a sports car approached us. A man I hated so much got out of the car. Denis!

While playing his car keys, Deni walked over to me.

"Hi, honey. Like presents?" seringai Deni sneaky.

"Go!" sergeant's rude.

"That's rude. But that's what I like about you" Deni said as he tried to grab my chin.

I brushed off his hands.

"Don't you dare touch me with your dirty hands!" fierce say.

"Bright turn! You want to know, the key to success so that your project smoothly without any obstacles?" ask Deni.

I'm silent. Adit was silent as well. Seemed not too eager to interfere in my personal affairs.

"Married me. Then I guarantee, the construction of your factory will be smooth and smooth" Deni getting closer to me. Deni and I are barely far away

"As smooth as your body!" deni whispered softly near my ear, then showed off her grin.

My body started to shake, but I tried to strengthen myself.

Plaque! A slap landed on Deni's cheek. Not hard, but I'm sure it hurt his pride.

"How dare you slap me?! Need I remind you how I punished you first for your arrogance? I will gladly do" Deni sighed with a grin.

Seeing the unpleasant gurgle of the man who was talking to Wulan, Adit finally approached. Wulan's face was pale.

"Polite to women! Did you still not feel enough of my kicks and punches yesterday?!" hardik Mas Adit while gripping Deni's arm.

Deni jerked his hand from the clutches of Mas Adit.

"C u k! I have nothing to do with you!" deni Maki.

Mas Adit and Deni have looked at each other fiercely. Will the fighting happen again?