CEO Rescue Me!
CHAPTER 103 – SOMASI VS SUCCESSION
“You became a trending topic in Singapore at the inauguration of The Cliff,” said Bang Leon when that night Red Butter gathered again at the Bramasta apartment.
“Kok can?” ask Adisti.
“Because the case of Ferdi Gunaldi is being highlighted by the media and the public. Automatic, Rita Gunaldi as the wife of Ferdi also mentioned his name. Moreover, Ferdi's arrest occurred at his home and his wife participated in the arrest of Ferdi,” Leon grabbed a snack of cassava chips and banana chips that Mother sent this afternoon via courier.
“Singapore loves you both, supports both of you. Moreover, your marriage is so extraordinary by using video mapping on the cliff," Leon grabbed the banana chips again.
“Don't be lulled with praise,” Great reminded, “There are lovers means there are also haters.”
Anton agreed.
“Adek even afraid of all this fame.” Adisti stared at the banana chips that were half-living.
Bramasta grabbed his wife's body. Hugged warm.
“Not to be afraid. We have God as the best protector. We are all here will take care of each other, remind each other.”
Everyone nodded at Bramasta's words.
Gawai Anton rings. Anton read the name on the screen.
“Gung, connect HDMI cable to TV!” anton commands quickly before he receives his call while unlocking some icons on his already-lit laptop.
“Assalamu’alaikum, yes Jok?” Pause.
“OK. I've got the picture.” Pause.
“OK. Thanks a lot. Wa’alaikumussalam.”
Anton turned off the call.
“Visitation of Mr. Thakur again. His car just entered the parking lot of The Ritz.”
“Disti evacuate again?” ask Adisti to the others.
“Later. Let's just see the development,” Bramasta replied while saving his wife's hand.
***
The waiting room of The Ritz boutique is clearly visible on the TV screen. The sound of men's shoes and the sound of heels were clearly heard.
“Rita darling..” heard Mr. Thakur's voice.
Some of the employees who were in the boutique waiting room seemed to step aside inside.
Rita emerges from the inner chamber with a short skirt of salem-colored blooms and a bright orange sabrina blouse. Smiling to welcome Mr. Thakur.
Mr. Thakur looks dashing in dark blue denim pants with a faded blue denim shirt. He saw there were still some servants there, the look on his face looked displeased.
“Hai Darling.” Rita approached, immediately welcoming with hugs and chips.
It was a lot different from last night because the employees had gone home.
“What time is it up to Ujung Pandang?” ask Rita.
“Sore,” Mr. Thakur replied briefly. An employee served them tea and pastries in a serving dish.
“Terus?”
“Ya go straight home.. Deposit face to wife. Last night Brother did not come home,” Mr. Thakur said with a chuckle.
Rita throbbing hearing the word wife.
“Why haven't they come home yet?” Mr. Thakur pointed at the servants gathered in the inner room with his chin. His face looked unhappy.
“We just finished meeting earlier,” Rita replied by brushing her hair provocatively. Show off his white neck.
“Meeting what?” Mr. Thakur looked pouted.
“We received a subpoena from several world brand representatives.”
“Automation about?”
“Counterfeiting, copyright and trademark infringement.”
“Kok can?”
“Because there are indeed some items that are not original.”
Mr. Thakur chuckles.
“How much percent?”
“65% fake, but KW super made in Korea. We do not want to be made in China especially locally that looks really good.”
Mr. Thakur,“Try here the letter.”
Rita dredging spoiled, “Ikut to my room just yuk.”
“Gak. Too flashy, there are still many employees you.”
“They're my confidants,” said Rita, “They won't be of any kind.”
Mr. Thakur shook his head, “They are your confidants, not my confidants.”
Rita thunts. Mr. Thakur chuckled happily as he pinched Rita's chin.
Rita stood up and passed from the waiting room of the boutique. Leaving Mr. Thakur who is busy with his salary. Make a phone call. Several times looked towards the inner room and spoke in whispers to the interlocutor.
“How can? Ferdi is done. It should be easy to master. T0L0L!” Pause.
“Intimidation only its manager. Execution if necessary.” Pause.
“G0BL0K YOU! Basic no becus!” Pause.
“Who is the highest hierarchy there now?” Pause.
“APAAA?!! How is it possible!” Pause.
“Tetap keep track. Wait for news from me when to start moving to master its assets including its clients and suppliers. Don't do anything suspicious!”
Mr. Thakur closes his call along with Rita's appearance from his room while carrying a subpoena.
Rita's face was like that of surprise but then she quickly covered it with her usual cheerful smile.
Mr. Thakur put on a friendly face, fatherhood and kind man again. She returned Rita's smile.
“Whose phone?” ask spoiled Rita.
“Fruit. Bikin bete's. Not so good at work,” said Mr Thakur took the letter in Rita's hands, “Masa Abang had to intervene alone to settle trivial problems in his territory?”
“Sabar..” Rita stroked Mr. Thakur's chest and opened 2 buttons of his shirt.
Mr. Thakur held Rita's hand. Then shook his head while pointing at the inner space with his chin. Rita breathed an annoyed breath.
“You Want to help solve this problem?”
“Mau dong.. want to bang.”
“This little problem anyway. Just press the licensees. Threaten to revoke his business license or we take his family hostage with the case setting. They won't interfere with your business anymore,” Mr. Thakur bought4i Rita's thigh.
“But this is from Singapore loh..” Rita pointed to several licensee addresses.
“You think you don't have people in Singapore? Indiscriminate you are.” Mr. Thakur swiped Rita's chin again.
“Get your people home,” Mr. Thakur looks Rita in the eye.
Rita nodded. Then walk into the inner room to talk to his employees.
Mr. Thakur made another phone call.
“Yes, how is the Ferdi case developing in Singapore?” Pause.
“There is a possibility of being free with a security deposit?” Pause. Mr. Thakur smiled happily.
“About the penalty how long?” Pause. Mr. Thakur laughed happily.
“OK. Thanks for the info yes.”
Seen on the TV screen it looks like Rita is hiding behind an inner wall. The edge of her fluffy skirt is visible on the TV screen. As soon as Mr. Thakur finished his call, Rita waltzed into the boutique waiting room.
“Everything's home?”
Rita nodded.
“Keep how about this automation problem?”
“Just entrust it to Brother.”
“Toternly?”
“You don't believe in Brother?”
Rita smiled spoiled. Then kiss Mr. Thakur's cheek.
“Abang will help but there are conditions..”.
Rita smiled widely and laughed in a voice that clinked like a small bell. He lowered the neckline of his clothes which was already very low. Her assets poked out from the neckline of her sabrine blouse.
Mr. Thakur chuckled then shook his head. He raised again the neckline of Rita's lowered shirt.
“That's not what you mean. If so, you often get it from you. Even just last night you can without having to transact or do anything for you.”
Rita pouting. Feeling impressed by Mr. Thakur's words. He is totally humiliated. He raised the blouse again violently.
“You What brother?”
“Half power for Ferdi's entertainment venue in Batam.”
Rita looked at Mr. Thakur's face. Then laugh out loud.
Mr. Thakur looks very angry. Feeling underestimated by Rita. He's moving fast. Pushing Rita's body to the wall. His hand held Rita's neck. Rita's body hit hard against the wall.
“You think I messed with my remarks?!”
Rita's body was raised with her neck in Mr. Thakur's grip. Rita moved in panic. His feet and hands were struggling. He tried to breathe with his mouth.
Tried to kick Mr. Thakur but his leg was squeezed by Mr. Thakur's body. Both of Rita's hands held the hand of Mr. Thakur who gripped his neck tightly trying to take off the grip of his hand.
The struggle of life and death of a Rita Gunaldi was recorded by a tapper camera installed by Anton and is now being watched by Gank Kuping Merah plus Adisti from the penthouse unit Landmark Residence Apartment.
***
Rita gets somasi.
Mr. Thakur wants the succession to the Batam nightworld throne.