Ustad Or Alkash?
The Return of Alkash

"What time is the flight back to Indonesia?" (Ziban Alkash asked Secretary Chan)

"Hour 13.00 master flight. There's still an hour left, you can rest sir. All the necessities I have prepared, just leave."

"Hmmm.."

Ziban Alkash pointed his phone lying on the table at Secretary Chan. Secretary Chan immediately understood Ziban Alkash's intentions without being given orders. Secretary Chan took Ziban Alkash's phone and opened and read the incoming email to Ziban Alkash.

"Report from your men sir. Contains that he has done the task you gave him very well."

"Hmmm.."

Secretary Chan read all the emails that came in. But there was one email that Secretary Chan intentionally did not read. Yes, when he saw that there was an email from Mr. Bram, he immediately deleted it directly without reading the slightest bit of what it contained. Of course he did it for the good of Ziban Alkash. He did not want to make Ziban Alkash even more fed up with him. It is best to keep Mr. Bram away from Ziban Alkash.

"Everything's done, sir, just left behind a few emails from your fans that just reap praise."

"Hmmm.."

Secretary Chan looked at the branded watch that was coiled around his arm.

"Mr Ziban, we can leave for the airport now."

"All right, I'm ready."

Ziban Alkash moved from his seat, followed by Secretary Chan. They headed to the car to immediately leave for the international airport.

On the way, Ziban Alkash sat in the back seat leaning his head occasionally closed his eyes. Secretary Chan sat in front of the steering wheel sitting idly on standby without moving much. Ziban Alkash really enjoyed the ride home this time.

Welcome to Indonesia. There is happiness behind the return to the homeland. But there is also sadness that always presses my mind. Ahh, if I could exchange all my grief using my money. I'll buy it at any price.

Suddenly someone called Ziban Alkash. He picked up the phone immediately after finding out who had contacted him.

"Hello bang, what's up."

"Where have you been? Would you like to be picked up, wouldn't you?"

"On the way to the airport bang. No need to be picked up. I'm with Secretary Chan."

"Give your phone to Secretary Chan, Ziban.."

Ziban Alkash looked a little confused by his brother's will. But he immediately gave his cell phone to Secretary Chan. Then he whispered to Secretary Chan that the volume of the sound be hardened so that Ziban Alkash could hear his brother's chat with Secretary Chan. But suddenly a warning sound came from across.

"When I talk to Secretary Chan, please just shrink the volume!"

Hmh! I even spoke to Secretary Chan in a whisper! Apparently my brother already knew of my devious intentions.

Secretary Chan spoke to Abang Ziban Alkash in a soft manner, Secretary Chan listened more than he spoke. He seemed to nod his head several times. Then immediately returned Ziban Alkash's phone to him.

"The connection has been severed, this is your phone sir." (revealed Secretary Chan)

Ziban Alkash has no intention of receiving a phone call from Secretary Chan. He even asked Secretary Chan a question.

"What did you say to my brother? Not badmouthing me, right? Or are you talking about a new work program that will be dedicated to me?"

Secretary Chan was silent.

"Heh?! How dare you not answer my question!"

Hearing Ziban Alkash's slightly high tone of voice, Secretary Chan raised his voice.

"Not at all Mr. Ziban." (said Secretary Chan)

"Hmmm.."

Ziban Alkash responded to Secretary Chan's statement by throwing face to the streets. Of course it was the thing that was done when Ziban Alkash was angry. That's turning his face away. Secretary Chan must have been very familiar with all the moves of Ziban Alkash. Things he likes, or things he doesn't like.

"Surely you have simply said the same thing over and over again, sir. He wanted to talk to me, just wanted to make sure straight away that you were always okay if your brother wasn't with you. Just like that sir, your brother is always worried about you sir. He loves you very much."

The look on Ziban Alkash's face after hearing Secretary Chan's expression changed completely and gave a slight smile.

The shadow that had passed suddenly burst into the memory of Ziban Alkash. When he asked his brother why he was not married, many liked his brother Ziban. Ziban's brother always answered the same thing when Ziban asked him that question over and over again.

"I'm definitely getting married, take it easy."

Every Ziban Alkash asked his brother. Ziban Alkash wants to see his brother happy with the person he loves. Ziban Alkash has promised to do anything for the happiness of his brother.

"Whatever happens someday bang, I will try to repay you who have always acted as a good brother. I won't let you down bang.."

Ziban Alkash one day looked at his sleeping brother.

"Mr Ziban, we've arrived."

Secretary Chan opened the car door for Ziban Alkash.

Ziban immediately got out of the car with great authority.

When Ziban Alkash just got out of his car, suddenly a middle-aged woman offers onion nuts that look still intact in a large container.

"Hey what are you doing?! Go away there! My master doesn't eat food like you sell it! (snap Secretary Chan to the seller)

"Secretary Chan!!!"

Ziban Alkash suddenly snapped at Secretary Chan in a very high tone.

"Sorry Mr. Ziban." (clear Secretary Chan)

"Don't apologize to me. Apologize to her!" (hardic Ziban Alkash to Secretary Chan by pointing towards the downcast middle-aged mother)

"But sir.."

"Hurry up!!"

"Good sir."

Secretary Chan immediately faced the peanut seller, a middle-aged mother carrying her little child.

"I'm sorry for what I said, Mom."

"Can't you just politely apologize?! Kiss her hand!"

Secretary Chan was slightly surprised by Ziban Alkash's orders to him. But he immediately carried out the command of Ziban Alkash. Secretary Chan kissed the mother and apologized to her.

After the apology was over, Ziban Alkash spoke to the mother of the onion nut seller.

"Mother's son is already quite big ma'am, but why should it be carried.." (asked Ziban)

"My son was hit by a car a few months ago sir, that's what left my son's leg paralyzed and inoperable for not having master's money."

"Is your child a hit-and-run victim?"

"So that's how you are, sir.."

Ziban Alkash was silent for a moment lamenting the fate of the mother who sold onion nuts while holding her child.

"Secretary Chan, you must know what you have to do, right?" (asked Ziban Alkash to Secretary Chan)

"Each master, for this business let my confidants take care of it directly. Now the flight is leaving, sir, come."

They both left. Secretary Chan, who was walking behind Ziban Alkash, was seen typing something.

"Buy all onion nut trades of mothers holding their children at international airports. Run the best bone surgery as soon as possible for her child. And don't forget, make sure their lives are fulfilled. A photo of the mother selling onion beans will be sent soon. Do your job well!"

Message sent.

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