4. Carry out of Your Plan!

Khalid had just entered the meeting room when Mr. Wijaya was about to leave the room and gave up because his client was late. Mr. Wijaya's eyes lit up when he saw Khalid's face, which looked very calm. Mr. Wijaya immediately gave up his intention to go and chose to sit in his chair.

"Sorry for my delay, Mr. Wijaya. I just finished breakfast because I lost my lover. She died in an accident and had just been buried. My assistant just sent her funeral procession and I see her here."

Khalid handed his cell phone to Mr. Wijaya, hoping he would forgive his carelessness. Mr. Wijaya frowned, trying to analyze the look on Khalid's face. He felt very sorry for having the Office boy call him and ask him to come immediately without trying to find out what happened to his client.

"My apologies, Mr. Khalid. I was in a hurry because at three o'clock I had to go to Kalimantan. I'm upset that you made me wait so long I asked Office Boy to tell you to come here immediately. I never knew you were grieving. You shouldn't have come here because you have to attend your lover's funeral. I didn't know that my arrogance made my client lose the chance to be with his girlfriend for the last time."

Khalid nodded. in his heart, he praised his acting skills. he sat with his head down, hiding the gleam on his face from Mr. Wijaya.

"Hand over the documents and completeness of our cooperation and I will sign it immediately. I don't have long here."

Khalid nodded. he took everything he needed himself and he handed it over to Mr. Wijaya. Mr. Wijaya received all the files, read them for a while and without thinking twice, he immediately signed. Khalid sighed. All because of Mutia's death.

"If I had time, I would ask you to tell me the chronology of the death of your lover, Mr. Khalid. But, I've been waiting for my assistant outside, these are all our cooperation documents and I hope nothing is missed"

"Thank you, Mr. Wijaya. Hopefully, this cooperation will make our brotherly relationship even closer."

"Yes, then, I will go out. Apologies once again for my request, Mr. Khalid left the funeral of your beloved Sir."

"It is okay"

Khalid stood up after Mr. Wijaya stood up and greeted him. Mr. Wijaya stepped out in a hurry. Khalid could only sigh. Surprised by everything he's been through. It was too easy for him to get an autograph from the richest man in Jakarta.

Khalid stepped back from the meeting room to his room. He was planning to call back, but a man blocked him.

"Sorry, Mr. Khalid. Currently, our schedule is to review the location. Master Wijaya ordered me to accompany you and take care of you."

Khalid patted his forehead. He was surprised that he was now so careless. Be late for the meeting and forget the next agenda. he immediately nodded and followed the steps of Mr. Wijaya's assistant to a horse carriage that they would ride to the resort construction site.

"Are there no cars here? Why do we have to use a vehicle. . . what kind of vehicle is this?"

Khalid looked very emotional because he felt ignored. Mr. Wijaya's assistant smiled knowing Khalid's stupidity for the umpteenth time. He had just heard a report that Khalid had just lost his girlfriend, so Mr. Wijaya's assistant was very understanding of Khalid's current attitude. It was a very inopportune time for Khalid to visit the resort, but the assistant knew Mr. Wijaya was too proud to be rejected.

"This island has absolutely no motorized vehicles, sir. All vehicles are vehicles without fuel, so this island will be the cleanest in my life."

"Is that so?"

"Yes sir. Let's go up! Our journey will only take half an hour. When we arrive at the location, we will be greeted by folk dance and I hope you can be a little entertained and forget a little about your sadness because your lover left you"

Khalid raised his right leg and with one swoop he managed to get into the chariot. This is my first time riding a horse carriage. Although in his area, Yogyakarta trains like the one he currently rides are not rare vehicles, but from the beginning, he was not at all interested in other vehicles besides his sports car.

Khalid sat behind the coachman of the chariot and started putting down his bag. He took a deep breath. Only this time he left without Andi's escort. He had to bother carrying all his files with no one to help him at all. Ah, not because there was no one to help him at all, but because he refused the help offered by the hotel.

Khalid would not speculate on receiving help from a new person. Just a little wrong step, the project whose success is in front of his eyes will disappear and he will disclose all profits.

"The resort construction plan will start in a month, sir. That's according to Mr. Wijaya's notification earlier."

Khalid looked at the man in front of him who was now opening an email that Mr. Wijaya had just sent to him. He tried to analyze the order that Mr. Wijaya had written so that he could forward the email to Khalid.

"I just sent an email from Mr. Wijaya to you, sir. Please check!"

Without waiting for notifications on his cellphone. He immediately opened the email after the notification came in. He studied the details of the cooperation he had signed with Mr. Wijaya. Khalid nodded in agreement that everything written on the copy was the same as what he proposed.

"Everything is by following per under the proposal. I hope this collaboration will bring good luck to all of us."

Mr. Wijaya's assistant nodded and confirmed Khalid's words. He turned his attention back to the highway they were passing. The two men who were both flat just kept silent without trying to start a conversation at all. The coachman who took the two people only focused on the steering wheel.

Beep

Andi's message came in. Khalid immediately opened his cellphone and tried to contact Andi, to carry out the plan according to what he proposed.

"You carry out all your plans and I will wait for your success report when I get home."

"Ready Sir."

"Good, now you go and find him as best you can. I want to see his face right now."

Khalid smiled. he is proud of Andi who is very loyal to accompany him. In his heart, he promised to give anything when he could have Amira. He didn't own it, but he would make it as a slave for the rest of his life. Khalid smiled slyly. He imagined how happy it would be to see the girl who had always interfered with his life would live a miserable life in his golden cage.

"What are you thinking, sir? Is there anything interesting that makes you smile to yourself?" Khalid was stunned to see Mr. Wijaya's assistant who was now looking at him.