#File / Chapter18

Chapter (18)

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"Yes, I have. Everything is complete and fine." Dipta replied informing him while returning, and also arranging the files again for him to put in the envelope.

"Oh, okay..." The police officer replied. Then the police pack looked at the young man. "Then now you can come back. Thank you for looking after it." The police force said to the young man, and also thanked him.

"You're welcome, brother. Then I'll come back again, OK?" The young man replied casually, and wanted to walk back to his place.

"Ah, wait!" Exclaimed Dipta who told the young man to stop.

The young man remained silent in his place and did not go back. "Yes, brother. What's wrong?" Exclaimed the young man, and asked Dipta curiously.

"Are you still a school?" Dipta asked seriously.

"School? I no longer go to school, brother, have graduated from SMK a year ago." The answer tells Dipta.

"Oh... So now you're working?" Exclaimed Dipta who asked again.

"It should be like that, brother. But... (pauses, looks like he's thinking about something)

"But, why...?" Dipta asked again.

"But... A month ago I was laid off, brother." He replied a little embarrassed while lowering his head.

"Why were you laid off...?" Dipta asked again.

"There has been a reduction in employees, and I was one of them who was also hit." The young man replied informing.

"How old are you?" Dipta asked seriously.

"19 years..." He replied.

Dipta then seeing to the police, and the policeman was seen waiting for him. Dipta understood, and he didn't want in there any longer. Then Dipta reached into her pocket, and he took out the piece of paper in his hand.

"This... (gives) That is my name card. If you want to work again, you can call the number on the card!" Dipta firmly told the young man with a slight smile.

The young man also received the card that Dipta gave him, and his face was so happy after receiving it.

"Dipta Ramadhan..." exclaimed the young man who was reading on the business card, in a slightly loud voice, and several people could hear him.

"What... Dipta Ramadan?" Exclaimed the police, a little surprised to hear the name.

"Yes..." replied the young man, nodding his head.

Then the police pack approached him, and also saw the card, he also read it silently. Dipta, who saw him, was silent.

"Is that true? (Said the police to himself) Dipta Ramadhan, Emperor Group." The policeman exclaimed aloud, the spelling was reading the writing on the card that Dipta gave to the young man.

For an instant, the police officer was surprised when he found out.

"That, Dipta Ramadhan."

"The owner of the Emperor's company."

"Yes, is that him? Owner of the biggest company?"

"The policeman said something like that."

"Dipta Ramadhan, Emperor Group. Isn't that what the police officer said earlier?"

The loud voice of residents in that place, when they heard the names of Dipta Ramadhan, and Emperor Group.

Dipta himself was starting to feel uncomfortable and wanted to leave immediately. Then Dipta slowly started to get up, stood up straight, and slightly endured the pain on his body.

"What's wrong with Dipta Ramadhan?" Exclaimed the young man who asked, not knowing.

No one answered. The policeman then approached Dipta.

"Excuse me, may I ask your driver's license, sir?" The police officer exclaimed, asking for Dipta's driving license.

"Oh, a driver's license? (Dipta starts looking for his wallet to get his driver's license) Here, sir, my driver's license!" Dipta replied while giving the driver's license that the police officer asked for.

"Good, Sir." The police officer replied while receiving the driver's license that Dipta gave him.

Then after receiving his driver's license, the police pack began to research and read it.

"That's right, he's Dipta Ramadan, owner of Emperor Group!" The policeman whispered to his policeman too softly.

"Yes, right." His friend replied in a whisper too.

Then the police pack began to take out the small book he was carrying and began to write down Dipta's driver's license number.

"Here, sir, I will return your driver's license!" Exclaimed the policeman while giving Dipta's driver's license to him again, and also along with a letter for him.

The letter was an accident notification letter for help in towing his burned-out car.

Also to call the fire department was called to extinguish the fire in Dipta's car which was still burning, and half of the roads were closed.

Dipta accepted it, without reading it first. Dipta then took the checkbook in the envelope and immediately wrote down the nominal value on the check paper, the amount was 10 million rupiahs. After finishing writing the check, Dipta put a stamp on it as well, then tore off the end of the check, and gave it to the two police packs.

"Keep everything in order!" Dipta firmly ordered the police to take care of the car until it was done while putting the book back in the envelope again.

"Eh, ah... Yes, sir!" Answer the two policemen who feel confused, and obey Dipta's orders to him.

Then Dipta turned to look at the men who had helped him, who were still beside him.

"Sir, whose name is your?" Exclaimed Dipta who asked the man, asking his name.

"Oh, my name is Surya." The man replied softly and told Dipta.

"Oh, sir Surya. Do you live in this area?" Said Dipta, and asked again.

"Yes..." replied sir Surya, nodding his head.

"Fine, sir. If you have time, I'll play at your house tomorrow." Exclaimed Dipta like that.

"Ah, what...?" Answer the man who was surprised, confused, and asked.

"I want to play at your house," Dipta replied, clarifying his words.

"Eh, why?" Sir Surya, who was still confused, asked.

"Yes, it's okay, I won't just play!" Dipta replied with a friendly smile at him.

** To be continued...

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