Tuan Purnomo Novels & Stories

Daisy exclaimed, and I hand-shoved her to be mute. “Hmn hmn!” The CEO nodded. “This establishment is owned by my family, The Moranos. But run by me. Everyone is welcome to nest here. Clients. Friends. Enemies. Business associates, or whatever. There are over six thousand staff working in every sector of the establishment. The last opening we had was days back and we’ve gotten the right staff. But I will still fix you two somewhere. A section that will be best for both of you.” He sent his gaze to the man behind him. “Get me Matilda. Tell her, I need her right now,” he ordered.

" No need to provide financially. We have enough. Just give me your contact. When he wakes up, I will give you a call immediately " " Oh " Alessio breath. " Thank you so much Ma'am. So, so much " " Can I ask, what his name is? " " Of course. He is Maximo Santino "

When he got home, Stefan was surprised to find a serious meeting in the living room. Bobby smiled bitterly. "Hey Ojol! Introducing, Erick Kurniawan, president director of PT Sanjaya Karet." Chyntia smiled too. "Erick as Lionny's future husband, who is much more appropriate than a pathetic person like you!"

replied the guy made Ily's legs step back because the guy thrust his cigarette putung still burning in front of his face. "You smoke?! You know that in the school area it is forbidden to smoke!" said Ily, her eyes glanced towards the name tag that was on the guy's uniform. "Arjuno?" said Ily while reading the name tag of the guy in front of him. Arjuno Keenan Cakrawala? "Can you read it too?" said Juno then threw the origin of the cigarette putung that he had turned off his coals into the trash can and landed perfectly in.

Stephanie snapped at the man with open hostility, and I saw the guards already moving to remove him. “Wait. I’ll answer him.” Lorenzo lifted a hand, signaling for them not to drag out the kamikaze journalist. “No, I’m not afraid of being criticized. In fact, I challenge anyone to come here and tell me to my face that my Luna is worth less because she’s an Omega. Is that what you think?” He answered with all the arrogance of a man who owned this territory. “No, no, Patriarch. I’m only voicing other people’s concerns. The King...” the man replied, trying to keep his pants dry.

Dion said then walked away leaving Purnawan. After Dion left, Purnawan rubbed his tight chest. Dion's words broke the sixty-year-old man's heart. "You are always busy with your world, Dion. If you only knew how daddy is feeling right now," Purnawan said softly. The fat man was silent as he stared at the white ceiling of the room. Purnawan is a well-known palm oil entrepreneur throughout the country. He was lying helpless because of the complications he had suffered for the past two years. The body pain is incomparable to the feeling of loneliness that accompanies Purnawan. The child he hopes to be a color in his life is busy with his world. He never even considered Purnawan's existence.

He muttered. Turning to me again, he said, "What will your father ask me after?" "Probably your job profile." He looked himself up and down. "Do I pass for a college guy?" "No." Aiden and I said together. "Well," Mariano sighed, "I also have a side business. What do you think pays the bills?" I raised an eyebrow at him. "I own an art gallery in New York," His face twisted before he grit out, "sir." Aiden and I burst into peels of laughter.

Donnie said. My grandfather gave up? "That's how it's told," said Donnie. I just nodded while thinking seriously. "Did you also know that Bradley was a supporter of Gus Dur?" Donnie asked. Gus Dur's full name is Abdurrahman Wahid. He is the fourth president of the Republic of Indonesia, post-reform. "Yes," I said, "I also only found out about it after the elders of my village told me." Donnie then said that Bradley Tanoto had a blood relationship with one of the anti-New Order activists as well as a religious leader, Abdurrahman Wahid or popularly known as Gus Dur.

the man said, grinning. "Your shirt...." "Don't worry, I have a spare." "Seriously?" Ningsih felt a bit sorry for him. If he were a rude person, he would have been angry and might have even mistreated the person who bumped into him. "Uh, yeah... although Mr. Tarno will probably scold me for wearing a t-shirt when meeting clients," he said, scratching his cheek. Mr. Sutarno, or commonly called Mr. Tarno, is the father of Tukijo's friend named Udin. He has served as General Manager for seven years. The old man is very disciplined and quite wise.

Just then, Jennie pushed the door open and walked inside with a young man beside her. Sean glanced at him once. He recognized the man immediately. They had met before when Sean dined with Roni and Amar at La Costilla, where Natalie and Jennie had also been present. The young man was Surya, Vice Director of the Marketing Division at Adipura Company. Adipura Company was one of the assets owned by the Hartanto Family, one of the great families in Bandung.