JUST FRACTURE
CHAPTER 13

After closing his eyes, that afternoon Subarkah also left the house again. Along the way he was not finished thinking with the attitude of his papi who still thinks about the world, with his way of thinking that is still in the days of Siti Nurbaya, betrothing children in order to build a family with the rich.

Then he stopped in front of the super market, the only modern shopping place in the sub-district where he lived. He will buy instant food and some other items for home use.

He entered the alley of the food and drink stand there, until the last alley of his eyes saw a woman wearing a black sweeter, wide pants to cover all her legs, while her head was covered with a veil, above it stored glasses are also black.

He kept seeing her until she turned the body

"Nrank .." Subarkah almost opened his eyes. How he had seen Patimah so beautiful, graceful and elegant, in such clothes. Subarkah's chest was pounding.

"Kangs..." So did Patimah, his common sense was lost for a moment, seeing Subarkah suddenly in front of him.

"Shop too ? " Subarkah tried to get rid of her nervousness

"Oh, yes, Kang," Even so, his common sense was completely lost because that was all he could say to pass through Subarkah's body. He could only smell the body of the man was still the same as when he fell on his chest, the perfume he wore was exactly like that.

He came out of the super market without looking, but after sitting at the wheel, he long looked at the man standing behind the glass looking at him.

At home, her husband is not there. Said Bi Isah, since before the magrib went to the mosque.

While Subarkah since arriving home, immediately bathe, then pray isya, after which he laid his body in bed, mengelanakan his mind at the meeting with Patimah. He just knew how beautiful the body of Patimah detached from her brackets, replacing with sweeter shirts following the bend from the chest that mounts to the waist, widened to the hips that protrude backward, and then, make Subarkah's saliva come out

In the morning, Subarkah woke up a little late because after the morning prayers he lay-bars again in the middle room, enjoying the wind that peals the skin, until he fell asleep again.

"Sir Boss, Mr Boss "

Mang Karya's voice called out from outside while knocking on the door

"Yes, just a minute !" Subarkah get up open the door. Sure enough Mang Karya, he told me there was a guest, two women, waiting in the lobby.

"Yes, Mang. Say wait, take a shower, I catch up "

True, there are two women of the same age of Patimah waiting in the lobby and a car similar to the latest output sedan parking in front of the office.

After the salaman and introducing himself, Subarkah invited his guests to talk in his office. They both asked the prospect of agro business business that was answered as is, only produced twenty percent profit because of this obstacle, said Subarkah.

"It's good, but it hasn't been a year, has it ?" One of the two women commented

"Yes, Alhamdulillah "

"don't call me Shoot dong, call me Tini and this is my sister Tina ".

After that they claimed to be the owner of dozens of hectares of rice fields bordering Subarkah plantations.

"Isn't that Mr Marjuki's?"

"Yes, he's our father"

"So much as you're coming here ?"

Subarkah directly to the target, looking at them one by one.

"If the prospects are good, we want to offer cooperation, make our rice fields bordering this area, Mr. Subarkah make such plantations and flag company Pak Subarkah ,"

"His working capital ?"

"Our capital, Mr. Subarkah just said how much is needed for about ten hectares of land"

"Eleven, Ceu" Tina who from earlier was silent, straightened out the amount of land area

"O, yes eleven acres "Tukas Tini.

"Can, can can. When's execution?"

"Front month after the land, the pad is harvested "

"OK, as I prepare the draft agreement. I will coordinate with a notary."

Subarkah stood up, approached Tini and Tina was about to greet the two

" I precede our cooperation by congratulating, you are the largest shareholder of this agro business company ,"

After Subarkah sat back down, Tini said

"I want from our side, on top of my mother's name, Patimah "

Subarkah was shocked to hear that, then saw the photto copy of KTP, named Patimah.

Once this Subarkah felt, the world turned upside down in his mind, because he thought of stepson Patimah judes, hating his stepmother. Turns out? Beyond suspicion even Patimah treated like his own biological mother.

"Why is it called mother ?" Subarkah was curious, asking that.

"He's not just a connecting mother. He is the angel who came to our family, giving us the light that tells us that the best of man is the one who can benefit others "

Subarkah was silent listening to the words of the guest in front of him.

"Then with the expansion of this area ensures that benefit. A lot of people here can come to work, earn better than ever."

Helpful to others? A very wise sentence, a sentence that continues to ring in his ears, until the two guests go home on a sedan, out leaving him, in front of the office, standing disturbed.

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A month later, Nenti was visibly riled up, he destroyed everything in the room while screaming he grabbed his own hair to the point of disarray and his room was not like a ship breaking. He was upset because his father again said he was patient. Unable to force his papih Subarkah to immediately determine the date of engagement with Subarkah, the man who made his soul flounder.

He wanted to immediately feel the warmth of sleeping on the chest of the man's field after climbing as much as he pleased, releasing all her female passion that has never been satisfied by some men she once mumbled along with her free and wild association.

"What's up, son, darling "

His mother came to hug him after a few broken items were heard in his favorite child's room. His father stood at the door.

"Ask me, Mom !"

Mr. Herlan came to him. He rubbed his head.

"Patience, dear, and is there no man in the world more attractive than that stupid Subrata boy ?"

The tone of Mr. Herlan's voice was angry. He was upset with Mr. Subrata who was still asking and asked for more time because he had not succeeded in persuading his son to be betrothed to his daughter Nenti, even though the supply of goods to him had been reduced a lot

"Yes less, Subrata ?"

He said to himself and then he took his phone, he telephoned the men in his office

"This month, the shipment of goods to Pak Subrata distop! Do not send there, which has already been loaded put down, to the paddle !" That was Mr. Herlan's last attempt at his son Nenti.

"Feel you, Subrata, how does your company feel dead lock. It's because you're troubling me for making you rich. Now I'm the one who's gonna impoverish you "

Mr. Herlan's true threat is evident. Mr. Subrata's company is dying. Partners only give one week to immediately realize the delivery of goods according to the contract.

No choice, accompanied by his wife, he went to meet Subarkah, his son.

But how shocked after he got there, some of the downstream farm machinery was working on land as wide as he looked, but he knew, the land was not that big.

"That's what you're working on, too ?" He immediately asked after his son arrived at his office where he was told to wait by his men, his son

"Yes, Pih, poured out ridzki by God, got a great partner." Subarkah answered proudly, while applying a small towel to the neck, which was a sweat.

"Keep papi and mami here, to see me or do not-don't.so about matchmaking again ? No, Pih. It's a waste !"

Saying so, Subarkah while smiling cynically.

"Denger Pih, Nenti is not the type of woman that can be brought home. You know, the imformation of friends, if he is a bully of the night world, often changing couples !"

Subarkah continued to talk, without giving a chance papi or her mother replied or commented.

"But, you have the heart of our company now dying ? Mr Herlan has stopped the supply of goods to father, while partners threaten to cut off cooperation?" Before Subarkah spoke again, Mr. Subrata preceded him.

"Keep if I want to be betrothed to Nenti, supply smoothly back, is that it ? How is this papi ? Then, forever we will be dictated to him, Pih ? I think let's just die lock first. I think both sides have risks. Let us lose big first, crawling again from scratch while looking, where Mr. Herlan throw the usual goods sent to us. Is it easy to find a partner as big as us ?"

Mr. Subrata is silent, his little heart justifies what his son says. It is better to lose first, look for partners again with small contracts, rather than having to be dictated continuously. He is proud of his son's way of thinking, it is useless it costs a lot to send his son abroad.

Not long after he came home, his heart was really airy, along the way he counted losses with a money-counting machine, along the way he imagined a quiet life later.

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