Dusk Sky
Tracing History

Baskara was shocked to see the wall clock in front of her. It had been an hour and Andi did not wake him.

His head was not as painful as before, although it had not completely healed. With a step that is still weak he walked to the bathroom to clean himself because his body feels sticky after a fever.

He must be ready to continue his work so that he can go home soon. He misses his wife and son very much.

He looked at himself in front of the mirror. His eyes still look red and red. But it doesn't diminish his good looks.

Baskara beat her own forehead. He thought of handsome!

With a quick step, Baskara opened the room door loudly. Amaze the man who was sitting propping up his chin. With a frown like he was thinking hard.

"Why don't you wake me up!" annoyed. He is younger than his assistant. But that doesn't mean he can't scold his assistant, does it? "I told you, wake up after an hour!"

Andi was standing not far from him. Take a glance and speak. "Sorry sir. I think you need to rest until you recover. I was also taking care of the dead cows."

Who had wanted to be angry, Baskara undo it. More interested in what Andi just said.

"So you've got the results of the investigation?"

Andi answered straightforwardly. "Police said there were indeed those who sabotaged the company's cows through its feed grass. But they haven't got the culprit yet."

"It can't be an outsider, right?" Baskara also knows how the condition of his company's farm. So he sure is not an outsider who did it.

"It looks like our own employees. But what we need to figure out right now is the mastermind behind it. Who told him to."

Baskara grunting. He should have said that, right, as a superior, right? Ah already. He was not as experienced as Andi.

"So what plan are you going to do?" ask guys.

Andi explained what he had told the police. Also his confidants who were also on the move looking for the mastermind.

"OKAY. I leave this matter to you." said Baskara. "Now let's find the white gods to save the company."

They began to leave for rural areas where there were still many cattle ranchers.

Baskara was brought directly to the house of the head of the cooperative who led the farmers to collect milk from their livestock. Then Baskara was invited to walk along the road that stood stalls selling regional specialties.

"We used to work with the late Mr. Lazuardi when he just founded the company and not as big as it is today. He used to develop this village into a dairy cow village. From the first only buy our dairy products, then give our capital to add the cows so that the results we get are also more and more." the middle-aged man named Suep was over sixty years old. But it still looks strong. Maybe because he was used to working so that his body still looked fresh.

"He no longer took the dairy products from this village because he had set up his own farm. But he gave us a row of these outlets for free for us to sell processed livestock or regional specialties so that our dairy products are not in vain and we can still earn income. Also as a benefit because the cooperation has ended."

The area is a tourist area. So surely many tourists who come and look for souvenirs typical food.

Baskara's heart warms. It turned out that his grandfather was a good person despite looking assertive. No wonder his grandfather's kindness declined to his father.

"Let's kid. Taste this milk dodol. It was my own father who made it. Family recipe." Mr. Suep. "If the one who delivered the food and drink was the granddaughter of grandfather. Just graduated high school last year."

Baskara tasted the dodol and tea with Andi and Mr. Suep. They continue the story of how good Baskara's grandfather used to be in the area.

"So how, Mr. Suep. Are you willing to work with our company again?" ask Baskara after the cup of tea starts to empty.

Mr. Suep nodded enthusiastically. "Of course I agree. I will hold a meeting and inform the group members about this collaboration. Here's the payment system."

Baskara and Mr. Suep shook hands as a form of agreement. Not to forget Andi asked Mr. Suep to sign the cooperation papers.

"Bas nak still needs how many more cooperatives?" ask Mr. Suep ready to help the grandson of the person who has contributed to him and other cooperative members first.

"Maybe three to four more cooperatives sir. As I explained earlier, if our cows die a lot."

Mr. Suep nodded in concern. Then help mention the names of cooperatives that are believed to be willing to cooperate with Baskara.

"Many of their wives are leaving as TKW abroad. No one is working on livestock. They even offered their cows to buy. Just try Baskara's there. Who knows if they'll cooperate, or maybe Baskara's gonna help them by buying the cows."

Baskara smiled happily. Finally there was a fresh wind blowing towards him. His arrival to Pak Suep was indeed not in vain. Tracing history is the right thing to do.

Not wanting to waste a lot of time, Baskara immediately invited Andi to the address that Mr. Suep gave him. Because they were in the place of Mr. Suep until noon, so until the afternoon they only got an additional three cooperatives including those of Mr. Suep. The rest will continue tomorrow.

His body that had been in pain was no longer felt. Her happiness found a way out overpowering the pain in her body.

"For what, ayy?" Baskara just cleaned herself up. Sitting on the sofa of the room and drying her hair with a towel. Can't wait to hear his wife's voice also tell him he's coming home soon.

"New baby Anna, mas. He misses you. Call you on. It's been two days."

Baskara smiled hearing that. Maybe her little daughter felt that her daddy was sick. Until making the toddler was riled up.

"Doain let me run around tomorrow, ayy. Let's go straight home."

"Always mas. I always doain. But the kangennya can not only be sidelined through prayer. He wants to meet directly and hug until morning." he said spoiled.

Baskara chuckles. If now his wife is in front of him, he has pinched his adorable face. And happily indulge in his wife's desire to be hugged until morning. Although the meaning of his hug is different from the meaning of his wife.

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