When Married?
The KM Part 79
A YEAR LATER....
As usual, every morning Literature is well dressed and ready to go to the office, now Prawira Group is growing faster and more successful thanks to its dedication and hard work so far.
Since Bunga left, Literature has drowned itself more with work to treat his longing that is increasingly piling up and torturing.
Literature faced the mirror and put on a tie and put on her suit, then she sat on the side of the bed and her hand took two picture frames.
"Papa left first champ." The black and white photo.
"Darling, may God bring us together again soon, I miss you so much." And he also frowned upon a photo of a beautiful woman who was none other than a photo of Flowers.
"You are my encouragement." The two pictures were taken with love.
He put back the two photos and stepped out of the room excitedly.
Arya Prawira, reading the newspaper, was waiting at the dinner table for breakfast.
"For Pa," said Literature, he pulled up a chair and sat face to face with his papa.
"Good morning, son." Mr. Arya folded the newspapers he read and put them on the table.
Then came Bik Isah from the kitchen carrying breakfast and arranged it on the table. They had breakfast together while chatting and sipping their morning coffee.
"Pa, the construction of a hospital in Kalimantan will soon be realized. Nadine has arranged the opening ceremony of the project and in two days I will go directly there to lay the first stone" said Sastra.
"Papa is very proud of you Sas, Papa leave all the company's business to you, say hello to Nadine. It's just that you also have to pay attention to your health, Papa notice lately you're too busy."
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Literature finished her breakfast quickly and immediately said goodbye. "I'm leaving first Pa."
"Be careful, son."
In the courtyard of the house looks like Tommy is waiting and Mr. Pendi is ready behind the wheel.
"Good morning, Literature." Tommy bowed in respect.
"For Tom." Then they both got into the car and Pak Pendi immediately drove the vehicle he was driving.
"Tom, what's my schedule today?"
"How about the search I asked for, has there been any progress?"
"Sorry, they still haven't found any leads."
"Is there any sign of him withdrawing money from his account? If he withdraws the money, then we can find out his position easily," he asked Tommy.
"There has been no sir, since from a year ago there was no activity from the account, and the Bank will certainly immediately notify us if there is a withdrawal of money or check the balance."
"Expand the search, and when necessary add the person assigned to look for it! Is there a chance he's going abroad?"
"You take it easy, we've been thinking about all those possibilities for a long time, we've been coordinating with the immigration authorities, so that if anyone applies for the creation of a passport in the name of the Pramudia Aulia Flower they will immediately inform us." Tommy patiently answered every question from his boss.
Literature nodded and refocused on his ipad.
*****
While somewhere in the suburbs of Banjarmasin seen a woman with glasses with hair rolled up is grinding puff pastry dough deftly.
It was Bunga, after moving to Kalimantan her mother bought a house in the countryside near her cousin, these last three months they also rented a shophouse in the suburbs and opened a cake shop called Flower's Cake & Bakery.
"Mbak Lia, Doctor Nadine just called and added an order of chocolate muffins plus croissants for the next two days" said the girl named Nisya one of the cake shopkeepers.
"Oke Nis, you put it on the order list and don't forget it" he exclaimed.
"Ready Ma'am."
"Lia, in the next week I'm going to go home because it's time to harvest the coffee garden, are you okay, I'm staying here alone?" said Ms. Marni while her hand took off the apron she was wearing.
"Mom go home first, don't worry, I'm not a child." The girl chuckled.
"You are, but to Mother you have always been my little daughter. And don't forget later in the afternoon you have a counseling schedule with Doctor Nadine, later mother delivery!"
"I'm going alone, ma'am, I have to get used to it" he said.
"Alright Lia, dear spirit." Ms. Marni stroked the hair of Bunga then moved into the second floor of the shophouse.