CEO Rescue Me!
CHAPTER 199 – OPINIONS FATHER AND MOTHER
“It's okay Sir. Coincidentally I've been off duty at this hour,” Hans glanced at Daddy who showed off his grin at Hans.
“It looks like there is an event there huh Mr Hans. Very crowded..”
“Ah. no. We were just having dinner at Bramasta's house, thanks to Bang Leon, his son-in-law Mr. Alwin who had just recovered from his shoulder joint injury, this morning treated to Cimande.”
“Wah.. did not expect, all the way from Singapore to go to Cimande,” they both laughed.
“Injury for fighting those 3 thugs huh. Very good son-in-law Mr. Alwin Sanjaya. His movements are incredible. Give my admiration greetings to Mr. Leon yes Mr. Hans.”
“Bang Leon gets a greeting from Mr. Raditya,” Hans told Leon.
‘Wa’alaikumussalam,” replied Leon with a big smile.
“I have given his greetings directly to the concerned yes Mr. Radit.” Hans laughing.
“Wah... directly answered yes,” Raditnya chuckled, "I heard his voice.."
Pause for a moment.
Then Raditya's voice turned serious.
“About the poisoning case to cause the death of the alleged Endang Mawarti and Safrudin Mulyana, we need permission from the daughter of the victim to carry out the demolition of the tomb in connection with the need for autopsy for further investigation.”
Hans looked at everything. Then look a long time at Agung.
“About when can we get his permission, Mr Hans?”
“For sure I don't know yet, Mr. Radit. Adinda's condition has also not recovered psychologically. He just got out of the hospital this afternoon.”
“OK..well I understand. Let me know if Adinda is ready to sign the permission file for the demolition of the tomb and the autopsy of her father's body, Mr. Hans.”
“Iya. insyaa Allah I will inform you soon. I don't think this is easy for Adinda.”
“Yes Mr Hans.. Thank you so much for your time. Greetings to all. Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Wa’alaikumussalam.” Hans ended his call.
He looked at the grim looking Great.
“How does Big Brother talk to his Cinders, Dek?” Agung stared at Adisti who was cutting the packaging of pickled complementary noodle crackers.
“Later to help, Brother. Brother need not worry. Adek sure, Dinda is not as weak as we see.”
Mommy approached Agung who was sitting pensively on his sofa.
“Do not worry, we will all help you to talk about this with Adinda, also to provide moral support on Adinda.”
Agung nodded, “Thank you very much, Mom.”
Mommy just patted Agung's shoulder.
“Already Sister-in-law, do not think too much first. Now Sister-in-law enjoys asinn Bogor made by Adisti only,” Bramasta disburses bowls filled with Bogor pickles.
Agung nodded while receiving his bowl.
“Hmmmmh!!” exclaim Leon while brandishing his thumb, “Mantap Dis tastes!”
Adisti just chuckled at seeing his Sister-in-law.
“Dis, I want to take it home for Hana, can ya?” Hans looked expectantly at Adisti.
“Gue also makes Papi and Mami,” Indra does not want to lose.
Bramasta shook his head while chuckling. Adisti laughing.
“Iya.iya.. Be able. All have been Distilled ready to be taken by all of you. For Father, Mother and Adinda, for Ma'am Hana, for Kak Layla, for Babeh and MakNyak also for Hyung Anton. Later just take it.”
“Alhamdulillah..” all exclaim in relief.
Daddy looked at Adisti with an unacceptable look.
“Make Daddy and Mommy no one to take home?”
“Daddy still wants to eat at home?” Adisti raised his eyebrows.
“Kan Daddy same Mommy can eat as much here,” Sergah Bramasta.
Daddy and Mommy look at each other and then both throttle. Everyone chuckles at him.
“Quiet.. for Daddy and Mommy also have Disti prepared kok,” Adisti smiled ignorantly.
Daddy and Mommy looked relieved.
“Dis,” leon looked at Adisti seriously, “If Brother and Layla want to go home to Singapore, can make Bogor pickle not? Brother wants to bring Abah and Maman.”
“There is nothing to sell, Bang?” Bramasta frowned.
“There is but it does not feel authentic and not as good as made by Disti.”
“Ya already, you will tell me when you want to return to Singapore. But don't be sudden Bang. Can be prepared first the ingredients.”
“Siiip”.
Not how long all say goodbye and carry a plastic bag containing a pickled box Bogor made by Adisti.
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THE GUMILAR FAMILY HOUSE
The house was deserted when the Great arrived. When out of the bathroom, Mother came out of her bedroom towards the dining room.
“New home Brother?”
“Iya Bun's. Adinda's asleep?”
“Seems like already. She climbed into her room half an hour after Sister left earlier.”
“Daddy is asleep, Bun?”
“Not yet. Still reading in the room. Why?”
“Someone you should talk to Dad about. Mommy want to do?”
“Take a drink.”
Mother nodded, “Thank you sister.”
“Sama-sama Bun..”
Great take 2 mugs. Then fill it with warm water from the dispenser. He took her to the Mother's bedroom.
Father had already put away the book he read when Mother told Dad that Agung wanted to talk.
“What's up Brother?” ask Dad when the Great appears from behind the door.
Great put 1 mug on the nightstand. Then sit by the bed and drink from the mug in his hand.
“About the Bryan case, Prince Zuko plans to use the same tactics when we face Mr. Thakur.”
Dad nodded in understanding.
“The only way to deal with powerful people is to use the magic of social media as a means of controlling and controlling their policies."
Dad continued again.
"The more noisy the netizens, then they will be more sultry and do not make non-populist actions that can cause turmoil or rejection in the community.”
Agung nodded, “Iya like that, Yah.”
“Then?”
“Prince Zuko will take scenes from hospital CCTV footage, in the early hours of the Adinda event.”
“Who?”
“Kakak.”
“Why Sister?” Mother asked while hugging the pillow.
“Because for Prince Zuko, my brother has been known as a good person and has attracted the sympathy of netizens related to the events of The Ritz vs. Mr. Thakur also the events of Donat.”
“Sister ready with the risk of fame Sister?” ask me seriously.
“Not only new friends but also new enemies, Brother,” Mother looks anxious.
“Insyaa Allah Well, Bun. Please do’ Brother so that always in the protection of God Subhanahu WaTa’ala,” the Great look at Father and Mother with respect.
Mother and Father nodded.
“Insyaa Allah Sister. Father and Mother will always mendo’ Brother, Adek and Adinda.”
“Prince Zuko will also use CCTV footage from the central room of Adinda's house and CCTV footage of the entrance of ER.”
Father and Mother nodded.
“That means Adinda's face will be plastered on the screen.”
“No way!” exclaim Dad. Mother nodded.
“No.. don't face Adinda. Consider again to show the face of Adinda. Consider the moral burden for Adinda, how people will look upon Adinda with pity.” Dad insisted.
“What do Daddy and Mommy say?” ask Mommy.
“Initially Daddy and Mommy refused Prince Zuko to show Adinda's face. But after Anton explained the CCTV footage was not so clear Adinda's visible face, they finally agreed.”
Father and Mother were silent and looked at each other.
“Alright if Adinda's face is not too clearly visible by CCTV cameras, I agree.”
Mother held Father's arm and nodded at Agung.
“Daddy's message is only one to all of you: Protect Adinda.”
Agung nodded, “Insyaa Allah, Well, Bun.”
The grand seemed hesitant to continue.
“What else is it, Brother?”
“Mmm earlier Bang Hans received a call from Mr. Raditya.”
“Terus?”
“Pak Raditya will file a permit for the demolition of the tomb and the autopsy of his dead father Adinda to Adinda.”
Father and Mother looked at each other again. Mother's hand held harder on Dad's arm.
“Kakak is confused how to convey this to Dinda later. Dinda's condition will be fine after we tell this or will it get worse? Sister scared.”
“What did Hans say to Mr Raditya?”
“Bang Hans asked for time because Adinda just got out of the hospital this afternoon.”
“Just sleep first. It's already night. Later we will talk together again yes,” said Dad while taking off his reading glasses.
Agung nodded.
“Still Well, Bun..” Great to go to his room.
Aung stood in front of the door of Adinda's room. Make sure Adinda is asleep by eavesdropping from behind the door.
Then the Great turned towards his room. Change clothes and sit on the edge of his bed, mengbawakan Al Mulk and do’a sleep.
He woke up when he heard the voice of a woman who was crying but also full of anger. Still between waking up and not from his sleep. He instead thought that the not so obvious voices heard were Neng Kunti's voice. He glanced at the weaker clock on his writing desk, 03.07.
“Cuntilanak?” thought.
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Uh, Babang Agung is so terrorizing?
Ah this Great Babang..
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