
After that, they immediately went to the dining table. There, Mela's father and mother were waiting.
They ate the breakfast available.
"Lho, ma'am, why is the side dish gini? There is usually meat or chicken" Mela protested.
"Well, what else? The results of the rice fields are not as much as they used to be because some have been sold. So eat what's there, don't protest. Later also if you have moved to the house Rafli will eat well continue," said Ayu.
Rafli who heard it was a little nervous. She smiled and listened to the words of her mother-in-law.
"Yes, Mom, oh yes, said Mas Rafli, soon he will be a director at the branch of the company where he works, you know," said Mela.
"Well, really, Mel? This news should be spread out in this place soon so that people will know." Ayu excitedly responded to her son's words.
"Congratulations, Raf. My mom and dad are proud to have a daughter-in-law like you. Therefore, your behavior is somewhat changed so that your work is better in the office.
"Yes, sir, I actually have goals, too. Later when my money has been collected a lot, I want to open a company to start a business. Not just being a director. Being a director is a little bit of a salary. If I had my own efforts, our treasures would have been more and more. Moreover, many other companies are interested in working with me if I have my own company."
"How much do you need to build your own company?" ask Hasan enthusiastically.
"Not much, sir, just a billion. I build a small company, and then, if the company grows, then it'll be the same level as the company I work for now."
Hasan seemed to think of hearing Rafli's story. "If what was the father who used to be modal?" tanyakanya.
At once Rafli's eyes sparkled at his father-in-law's proposal.
"Modaline? Where's the money from?" ask Ayu.
Easy, Mom, we can pawn certificates of home and also rice fields. This house is large, of course, for such a loan it can certainly be. Part of the land owned by Hamid in the next area can also be sold, he would not dare to reveal his share of heritage," said Hasan.
"How long does the monthly payment go?" ask Ayu who is still not convinced by Hasan's decision.
"The rice field results are there, plus the money Rafli will make from the loan, surely we can pay." Hasan tried to convince.
"But only our houses and paddy fields, sir, don't make a misstep."
"Mom, I'm calm. When the company I run is successful, in a few months the certificate will definitely return again" Rafli said.
"Yes, Mom, later when Mas Rafli has succeeded, we can definitely show the same people in this area if we are rich." Mela added.
"Yes, tomorrow we take care of the loan. Raf, you really can go back?" ask Ayu again to convince.
"It can be, Mom, just calm down." Rafli smiled at them.
After breakfast, he immediately went to a place that he called the office which was nothing but a motorcycle repair shop. There, he worked as a mechanic.
Arriving at that place, he had already been greeted by the grip on his collar by the big boss who called him last night.
"How dare you also show me Lo's nose rod after a month Lo take my motorcycle run away!"
"Lot of money! And why are you wearing gini office clothes!" His boss saw the appearance of Rafli who was very neat and clean. Wearing a neat suit like an office worker.
"It's not that I give you nothing. I minjem another Lo motor, next month I give you more money. About clothes is not your business," said Rafli.
"Because Lo, don't lie!"
"Yes, I'm not going to run. My original High School diploma is held as collateral."
"Yes, that's a big bike, you take it there." The guy showed me a big motorcycle that still looks good.
Rafli approached the motorcycle, then examined it with a widened smile.
Until not long ago.
"Mas, how's my bike? It's done?" ask someone who is none other than Doni, a friend of Mela who is said to be familiar with Rafli's face. Obviously, he went to the workshop several times and saw Rafli.
Rafli who was surprised immediately hid behind the big motorbike.
"Woy, Raf, take the white Vario bike next to Lo!" exclaimed boss.
"Gue's done this bike again, boss!"
"What the hell, nothing's broken either." The Rafli boss went straight to Rafli, but to take Doni's bike.
"This, Mas, the bike. It costs three hundred and fifteen thousand."
"Here, Mas." Doni hands the right money to boss Rafli. Actually, he was still curious about the mechanic who had been called his boss. His voice was no stranger to him. But he still has a lot of other business to ignore Rafli.
After Doni leaves, Rafli comes out of hiding.
"Lo why the hell, I told you not to work, but to hide."
"It's okay, Boss. Oh yeah, I resigned, yeah, I got another job. Motor Lo calm down, I'll turn back if I've bought a motor."
"Emang Lo has money? So my mechanic is Lo males really."
"There you are, I told you there is a job. Okay boss."
"It's up to Lo. The important thing is that the motor should not be scratched."
"Okay, I go first, yeah."
Rafli takes his motorcycle somewhere to ask his friend for help regarding the money he will get soon.
Until the hour of returning home from work, he went home with a big motorbike that made the neighbors tick with envy because they thought Rafli had changed motorcycles.