CEO Rescue Me!
CHAPTER 134 – PACK RT & NEIGHBOR ADINDA
Ms. RT came with a tray of sweet tea in a cup. While putting the tray on the table, he gasped.
“Yes Allah...Sir, what were we dreaming about last night? Home we arrival seleb?”
Mr. RT was flabbergasted then looked at his wife with a questioning look.
“Mom said what the hell?”
“That's loh.. Bramasta and Adisti. newlywed couple, sultan and hotshot.”.
The fathers looked at Bramasta and Adisti alternately.
“It's worth it. I've seen his face but somewhere,” said a man in a collared shirt.
Bramasta and Adisti smiled at them.
“Include, I am Bramasta and this is my wife, Adisti. And this is my father-in-law, Mr. Gumilar.”
They shake hands and get acquainted with each other except Adisti who just shook hands with Ms. RT.
“How's Nak Agung doing?” ask RT to Dad.
“Alhamdulillah, the operation is going well and the critical period is over. His condition God willing gradually recovered,” Father replied with a smile.
“Unexpected events yes Sir,” said Mr. Ilham, the father in collared shirt.
“How can Adinda get to know Mr Bramasta and family?” ask Mr. Toni who's wearing the plaid shirt.
“The story is long, Sir,” replied Adinda, “All happened by chance.”
Adisti touches Adinda's shoulder, “Nothing happens to be in this world. All arranged by Allah.”
‘”Actually the one who knows Adinda is Great, Sir,” Dad started telling me, “They were met at the intersection of the Hero road, Adinda almost got hit by my son's motorbike at that time because Adinda walked while crying.”
“That's when Papa died, Sir,” Adinda went along to explain, “Om Agung drove me home because I had run out of fees due to a wrong ride."
"I remember, there was a man who delivered Adinda when Mr. Grace died. The man was also in charge, ”Pak Toni looked at Adinda.
Adinda nodded.
“Regarding our arrival here, we would like to request cooperation from the Fathers as Adinda's neighbors to protect him. Because Adinda is now an orphan even though there is still a mother, she continued but it seems like the mother continued is typical of ignorant parents,” Bramasta explained before the conversation became off the mark everywhere.
“Regarding how the relationship between Adinda and mother continued, I think the neighbors here know better than us,” continued Bramasta again.
Mr. RT nodded his head several times, “Actually the citizens here are uncomfortable with the behavior of his mother continued Adinda, Mr. Bramasta and Mr. Gumilar.”
Mr RT looked at Adinda, “It's okay if you come straight to Adinda?”
“It's okay, Sir. I am also confused as to how to deal with Mother.”
“Recent citizens, not a week Mr. Adang died, the house occupied was offered to us. Though we know, Mr. Adang is not in a shortage of money.”
Dad frowned.
“I'm the right-hand neighbor of Mr. Adang's house,” said Mr. Ilham, “Two days before he died, He said he had just received a large transfer from a business cooperation he did with his best friend in Sukabumi.”
“At that time, there was a baker passing by, He bought all his merchandise to share with me and other neighbors,” pajut Pak Ilham again.
“Mashaa Allah..” murmured Father.
“Pak Adang is also active in the mosque. Fardhunya prayer is always in the mosque except when He was sick or heavy rain,” Pak RT looked at Mr. Gumilar, “A day before he died, he gave money of 10 million rupiah to DKM, DKM, I happen to be a DKM manager. He said, the money was to buy prayer mats, because our mosque prayer mats are obsolete.”
“Masyaa Allah..” this time Father and Bramasta muttered simultaneously.
Adinda wiped her tears.
“Papa never told me about any of this. But Papa transferred a lot to my account. Papa said, for the provision of college preparation later.”
Adisti hugged Adinda.
“May Pak Adang die in husnul khotimah, good ending. And later, the fathers all bear witness to the kindness of Mr. Adang,” said the father guaranteed by everyone.
“That was the first strife felt by residents here, the second quota was about men who always looked with their mothers, Adinda continued,” Pak RT looked at Adinda with a concerned look.
She forced herself to smile.
“Kira a month before Mr. Adang died, the two are often seen traveling together without inviting Mr. Adang or Adinda,” Pak RT continued.
“Actually where did they go?” ask Mr. Toni to Adinda.
Adinda shook her head, “I don't know either, sir. I never chatted with Mom because her male friend was always clinging to her like a leech. I was uncomfortable with that man's gaze upon me.”
Adinda lowered her face.
“Because of that we asked for this meeting to be held, Fathers,” said Father, saying, “We want to ask for help to the Fathers and other residents to participate in caring for the only daughter of Mr. Adang Rahmat.”
“How can we take care of Adinda because we cannot supervise Adinda 24 hours a day when Adinda is at home?” ask Mr. RT.
Bramasta nodded with a smile. Then he told me all his plans about installing CCTV inside Adinda's house. The fathers understood. Agree to help take care of Adinda.
“Dinda,” says Bu RT, “Young friends Your mother always comes home right? Not staying at home?”
Adinda looked at Ms. RT and then looked at Dad.
“I don't know. But last night when I came home from the hospital after visiting Om Agung, there was a mother and her male friend. I didn't talk to them, went straight into the room. But the next morning when I was about to leave school, Mom had not yet come out of her room and I saw Mom's boyfriend's jacket over the living room couch.”
“Is the jacket left behind or does it stay at home, I do not know,” Adinda continued again.
“This is what we are worried about, Mr. Gumilar and Mr. Bramasta,” said Mr. RT.
“Our environment can be hit by bad luck and 40 neighboring houses sinned because of their adulterous behavior,” said Mr. Sani who had listened to the voice earlier, “There is a hadith right?”
Mr. Rt, Mr. Toni and Mr. Ilham nodded.
Dad raised his hand, “The Hadith includes a daif hadith, Gentlemen. Neighbors also sin if they know of their adultery and then do not give advice or efforts to prevent it.”
“Wah.. so it turns out the hadith is dhaif?” said Mr. Toni.
Father nodded, “Iya, including into the weak hadith. Because in Islam, the deeds of one's dholim are not inflicted or passed on his sin to others.”
Everyone nodded at Father's explanation.
“I also do not want Papa and Mama's heritage houses littered by them,” Adinda said slowly.
Adisti stroked Adinda's back.
“Eh, that's Dinda's cheek why?” tanya Bu RT noticed the clingy cheeks of Adinda. It still looks like his finger.
Adisti told me the outline of what happened. Everyone looked at Adinda with pity.
“Dinda... Strong and patient Yes Son.” Ms. RT hugged Adinda.
“Semenjak Pak Adang died, I still give money to Adinda right?” ask Bu RT.
Adinda shakes. Father and Bramasta raised both eyebrows while the others were flabbergasted.
“Means Adinda how?” ask Adisti.
“Mother took everything. Dad's ATM is also my savings. Mom's boy friend manages Papa's death certificate. Then the two of them took over everything to be Mother's name.”
“Dinda know it all?” Adisti asked.
Adinda nodded, “When I asked for money for the fare to school, Mom did not want to give it. Usually given Papa, fees and pocket money for one week. Mother said, now the financial situation is not the same as before because Papa is dead, so I have to save money.”
Adinda lowered her face, “We had a fight. When I said Papa's savings were not small, Mother said, now it belongs to Mother, as Papa's legacy. Mom shows Papa's savings books that have been mugged by the bank cover and replaced with a savings book on behalf of Mom.”
“Subhanallah.” Dad shook his head.
“So all this time Dinda school fare how?” ask Bramasta.
“Terriment from Om Agung.” Adinda looked at Bramasta, “Yang Om Agung give that time, forgot I put it in its place.”
“So noon Adinda buy cake, I'm sure the cake Adinda bought is not a cheap cake right?” ask Dad.
The sister smiled widely.
“At the time of delivering me a ride to an online taxi from the donut booth, Om Agung slipped a lot of money in my hoodie pocket, Yah.”
“Kakak, I mean Teteh, Om Agung already know I did not give you money?” ask Adisti.
Adinda shakes.
“Be careful, Adinda do not want to sign anything requested by Mom, yes,” said Mr. RT.
Adinda nodded, “A few days ago, I was asked to sign on blank paper. I don't want.”
“For what?” ask Bu RT.
“Says for heirs power of attorney for land certificate management.”
“Ah... already not real.” Mr. Toni shook his head.
“Mother brings land certificate in Sukabumi and Soreang.”
“Adinda has a copy of her certificate is not?” ask Mr. Ilham.
“There Sir. Why?” ask Adinda.
“I need the certificate number. Later I will make a notice in the office so that the land certificate management is suspended first.”
Bramasta frowned, “What is Mr Ilham in the office?”
“Ah, I work at BPN, Mr. Bram,” Mr. Ilham replied with a smile.
“Alhamdulillah,” Bramasta smiled widely, “Means that the immovable assets belonging to Pak Adang Rahmat can be secured yes Pak from unilateral mastery.”
“Insyaa Allah, Mr. Bram,” Pak Ilham nodded, “I am sure, this Mother is trying to reverse the name of the certificate to the heirs because of the previous certificate on behalf of Mr. Adang Rahmat.”
“Without name back to heirs, it is impossible for official transactions to occur. Except when the transaction is under hand,” Pak Ilham explained, “There is a possibility, Adinda's signature is forged. There is also a possibility there are people from the office who work with this Mom.”
“Tikus is everywhere huh. Whether in government agencies or in private,” said Father.
“Do not in offices, in households there is also a mouse. For example Mother Adinda continued this.” said Mr. Toni who was greeted with laughter by everyone.
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