CEO Rescue Me!
CHAPTER 128 – TURNS
On the one hand, his heart was hurt by their attitude after knowing he had taught at the madrasah and until now still a leader at the madrasah but on the other hand, his heart doubted his own attitude. Her husband could not be that petty especially with excellent religious knowledge.
The 30 countdown is over. They both still turned their backs on him. That's enough. Adisti walks to Bramasta's desk. Take his sling bag there. Then walk to the door.
“Disti?” bramasta's voice called him, “Where are you?”
Adisti stopped at the door. His hand was still holding the door handle. His eyes were staring at the door.
“Rome..” then shakes quickly, “Ke hospital.”
“Why? What's up about Sister-in-law?”
Adisti was still staring at the door. She shook her head.
“No news of anything.”
“Disti, talk to Brother. Not turning back like that.”
Adisti twisted his body.
“If you want to talk about me, please talk to both of you without having me to hear your talk."
Bramasta was surprised by Adisti's words.
"Eh?" Indra looked at Adisti with a look of wonder.
“Ma’af if you just found out I have taught in the madrasah and until now still the leader of the madrasah. Ma’af if it bothers you. But for me being a teacher in the madrasa is a pride for me. Leading the madrasah requires great responsibility and it becomes my obligation.”
Dew in Adisti's eyes jumped on his cheek. Adisti quickly wiped it using the back of his hand. He hated his tears at this moment. Showing his weak side.
“Disti.” Bramasta walked towards him.
“Ma’afmu,” Adisti bent her body, “Excuse me. Assalamu’alaikum.”
Adisti immediately turned his body around. His hand grabbed the door handle. Open it quickly.
Half her body was already outside the door when a hand pulled her hand which was still holding the inner door handle. Adisti knew very well whose hand was pulling his hand.
“Disti why? What's up?” Bramasta pulls Adisti in his arms.
“Kok so this is it?” Indra rubbed her face.
Adisti did not reply and did not return her husband's embrace either. Bramasta tightened her embrace.
“Why? What’s wrong?” whispers of Bramasta are soothing.
“What’s wrong?? Not that Abang thought It’s wrong for me who had taught in the madrasah. It’s wrong also for me who is still the leader of the madrasah??” Adisti clenched both his hands.
“Abang never thought like that,” Bramasta stares confusedly at Adisti, “And please do not use the subject pronouns of the main speaker. Brother doesn't like it. As if Disti deliberately made a distance with Abang.”
“You two talk about. I work first,” Indra passed from Bramasta room.
“If you never thought like that, why do you act as if what Disti said was wrong?”
“Abang act what the hell?” Bramasta stared inexplicably at Adisti.
“Abang do not remember what you did after Disti told you about teaching and being the head of the madrasah?”
Bramasta. Trying to remember everything. But he said there was nothing wrong with his actions.
Bramasta.
“Tell Brother, what did you do to make Disti like this?”
“Abang stood up and opened the drawer over there. Open the file that he said was Disti file? Bang Indra also talked about Bang Hans who did not seem to give an accurate report about Disti,” Adisti staring at the mini sansivera plant on the coffee table. Bramasta asked me to sit on the sofa.
“Is it wrong that Disti once taught at the madrasah and is still the head of her madrasah?” Adisti turned to look at her husband, “Disti wrong, Bang?”
“Astghfiirullahal. Subhanallah.” Bramasta sighed.
“Disti.. Darling, ma’afkan Abang. Brother's actions that have made Disti misperception. Ma’afkan Abang has made Disti cry,” Bramasta embraced Adisti, put his chin on Adisti's head.
“Misperception how, Bang?”
“It’s not wrong if Disti ever taught in the madrasah, it’s not wrong also if Disti is still the head of the madrasah,” Bramasta looked into Adisti's eyes.
Adisti was still silent waiting for Bramasta to continue his speech. But her tears still melted on her cheeks.
Bramasta wiped the dew from Adisti's eyes with his thumb.
“That's wrong it was Hans who didn't report such an important thing to Brother. Hans just reported it to Daddy and Mommy.”
“Hans deliberately keeps a report on teaching profession and madrasah leadership position from Abang as a surprise for Abang.”
“Daddy and Mommy already know?”
Bramasta nodded, “Kata Hans so earlier when asked Indra.”
“Why? Why did Bang Hans make it a surprise for Bang Bram?”
“Because it relates to your wish first. In addition to wanting to marry a girl who writes the letter G small like ants waving his antennae, Brother also hopes the girl also teaches small children to teach.”
Adisti raised his face looking into Bramasta's eyes. There are no lies there. Bramasta says it as it is.
“Alhamdulillah, it's all you find in yourself Disti, Abang's wife,” Bramasta dyed his wife's crown and forehead.
“Why?”
“For Brother, teaching small children to learn teaching is amazing. Pahala. As long as the child reads the Qur’an, as long as the child reads the do’a-do’a taught, God willing also flows the reward for the person who teaches it.”
Bramasta was still wiping Adisti's wet cheeks. Then fix the edge of the veil that frames Adisti's face.
“Teacher is special. Disti taught in madrasah, Disti degree is ustadzah. Masyaa Allah. Abang's wife a Ustadzah.”.
Bramasta hugs Adisti. Adisti who was hugged tightly became as eager.
“Ma”afkan Disti also Bang, who took the wrong conclusion.”
“Ssssh.. No crying. There, wash your face first.”
Bramasta pulls Adisti's hand and takes him to the toilet in his room. The toilet door is not visible because it resembles the wall of the room.
“Disti has never explored your workspace, right?”
Adisti.
The toilet room is a washbasin made of carved black stone and a square mirror right in front of the faucet.
“Push wall to the left of the mirror,” says Bramasta.
Adisti said, then put his foot into the room. Minimalist bathroom with white sitting closet, wall with black and gray ceramic and gray floor.
In the corner of the room there is a shower with which is surrounded by black framed ice glass as its shower screen.
“Abang often shower in the office?”
“If you do not have time to go home while the time of the event to be attended has mepet,” Bramasta withdraw Adisti's hand again, “Sini.”
Bramasta pushes the wall to the right of the washafel. There is a bedroom size 3 in it. Neat with navy and grey color bedcover.
Along its right wall is a bookcase. Adisti browse through the bookcase. He touched the books there.
“True Bang Leon, Conan Edogawa from volume 1. There is also a translation novel. Why not put it at home anyway?”
“Previously did not think to put at home. But now come to mind.” Bramasta laughs.
“Abang often sleep here?” Adisti sat on the edge of the bed.
“If you are not feeling well and lazy to go home because of a lot of work. But that was before marriage. Marriage is different again.” Bramasta sat down next to his wife.
“Bang.. working again gih.”
“Issh why the hell?”
“Soal if we both continue here, Brother starts to ngeres again.”
Bramasta laughs.
“Babang's job is waiting at the table. There, hunt finish.”
“Temenin yes.”
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Misperception turned out. 😉
Bramastanya... 😌