CEO Rescue Me!
CHAPTER 21 – SET STRATEGY
Already 2 days after delivering Adisti home from the hospital, Bramasta looks restless. A few breaths. They just finished a meeting outside the office. Indra glanced at Bramasta who was beside him.
“Why the hell?” his hands changed gears.
“Ngak.”
“Lu kangen? Datengin lah.”
“Thy. Last night to visit.”
“Call.”
“Udah, call her mom. But not loved to his son, right on the phone, his mother again in the recitation.”
“Lah?” Indra giggles amusedly, “Why not call directly?”
Bramasta reached into his pocket in his suit. Wiggling the phone with the color girlie in her hand.
“Oh yes, his phone is in you. Activation, Bos.”
Bramasta pressing the power button. It took almost a minute, the opening screen appeared. Shortly thereafter the tone of the incoming message notification was heard several times. Bramasta and Indra looked at each other. Immediately press the green chat message application button.
“Lunar Art & Gallery, Mother Tiyo, Erna, Bocil, Andrew Smith.”
“Eh, how come there is bule?” Indra raised next to her eyebrows, “Cek her profile photo, Bos.”
“He uh. Bule actually. Still young, handsome again.”
“Wah, your rival is like.”
Bramasta pouted at the streets.
His hand touched Tiyo's mother's name.
His mother Tiyo_Heh, poor! What did your brother complain to Tiyo?_
Her mother Tiyo_Your satisfaction?!! Now my son is hostile to his own mother. Because of you and your brother! Fuck all of you!_
Her mother Tiyo_Don't expect you and your sister to be safe!_
“Wah..wah..wah Bramasta shook his head, “The big Lady is rampaging.”
“Means Tiyo has no idea what her family is doing to the Adisti family?”
“Maybe.”_may_ Bramasta shrugs his shoulders.
Bramasta's hand touched the name Lunar Art & Gallery.
Lunar Art & Gallery_Assalamu’alaikum, Adisti Tea.
Can I come to Lunar tomorrow at 11:00? Anyone interested in painting, “Purple Veil”. The buyer asked to meet the painter in person. Waiting for a reply to Tea. _
Bramasta checks the message login hours. 10. 35 this morning.
Bramasta typed in his reply.
Adistii_Wa’alaikumussalam. Sorry I can't come tomorrow. I am still in recovery._
Adisti_Insyaa Allah if Tuesday I can._
Not long after the incoming message notification reads.
Lunar Art & Gallery_Teteh what pain?_
Lunar Art & Gallery_Later to talk to the buyer first yes Teh. Lovely Tets (emot love)_
“Ndra, find out dong, curator of Lunar Art & Gallery is it a girl or a boy?”
“Why?”
“Di-chat she calls Adisti with Beautiful Teteh continue to use emot hearts of all.”
“Terus napa?” cengir Indra, “Adisti is beautiful right?”
“Hhhhh!”
Indra terbahak, “Malam later so will we meet with Agung and our lawyers?”
Bramasta nodded, “Insyaa Allah. By the way_Omong-ong_, about the lease of land Pak Gumilar already settled?”
Indra nodded, “DP was transferred this morning. Later in the afternoon I go directly to his house to sign the rental draft.”
“Ndra,” Bramasta smiles widely to Indra.
“Hmm?”
“Greetings yes make Adisti.”
“Cih.”
By 18:30 Bramasta had reached his home. Rushing Maghrib prayers then ordered food, and cleaned his body. The bell sound on the door sounded right after she put on the house shirt. Order between meals. Just putting a big pack of his order on the pantry table, the doorbell rang again.
“Assalamu’alaikum,” Agung said hello once the door was opened.
“Wa’alaikumussalam. Enter A. Isn't it hard to find the address?” ask Bramasta.
“Yang Abang call home turned apartment after all.” Agung looked around the spacious apartment room with admiration.
“Home sweet home A. Want an apartment or a regular house, both houses for me.”
Agung nodded.
“Adisti how A?”
“Alhamdulillah his legs are no longer limp. Already can walk alone without having to be held.”
“Nail ladder?” Bramasta asked in an anxious tone.
“Nggak.. has not been obtained by Mother or Father.”
Bramasta nodded in satisfaction.
There was a tone of the entry access number being pressed from the outside.
“Assalamu’alaikum,” Indra voice fills the room.
They answered the greetings while five.
“Alhamdulillah. understanding very much, lu Bram. Just let's go again on hungry.”
“Ya iyes. Yuk eat first. Wash your hands first there in pantry.”
“A, this afternoon I activated Adisti mobile phone. There are some incoming messages. All I open only from his mother Tiyo and Lunar Art & Gallery,” Bramasta looking at Agung who is eating dinner, “Yang Lunar, I bales chatnya, sorry yes.”
“What is Lunar nge-chat?”
“In the meantime, I'll take it first,” Bramasta hand over Adisti's phone.
“Tuesday? Why not Monday after the hospital?” ask Great.
“Monday, my schedule is still full, A.”
Indra coughed then chuckled.
“Again completed control and physiotherapy do not know what time it is.”
The grand nodded in agreement.
“Means later Adisti to Lunar ushered Abang? Not interrupting Brother's schedule?”
Bramasta nodded, “But don't tell Adisti that I'm the one who's going to deliver ya A. Tell me someone will pick up.”
The great looked at Indra. Indra nodded her head repeatedly at Agung while smiling widely.
“Ehm,” Agung cleared his throat when they were all done eating. The dining table is clean. The aroma of coffee from the coffee maker machine filled the air.
“Bang,” Agung calls with doubt.
“Ya?” his hands poured dark and hot water from a pot of coffee maker.
“Abang likes same Adek?”
Bramasta's hands stopped pouring coffee. Indra who was washing dishes looked towards the two of them.
“What a look?” Bramasta asked back.
Great smile, “Sunlight in bright daylight.”
Indra chuckles amusedly.
“By gak?” Bramasta asked again.
“If I am iyes, do not know anything else,” Agung grabbed the coffee offered Bramasta and then opened the sugar wrap.
“Gue also iyes,” says Indra, “Why do you agree, Gung?”
“Gue believes you can take care of Adek. 3 times you have taken care of Adek. While in the ravine, on the stairs and when Tiyo came, the Great” stirred his coffee, “ I heard when Abang talked to Tiyo. “Adisti in my protection. Don't see Adisti again. Don't bother Adisti anymore and his family.” At that time I was sure, Brother the right person for Adek.”
“Thank you very much, A already trust me. I promise I will always look after Adisti and will not hurt him.”
Agung nodded.
“Bos, did you shoot Adisti or his brother anyway?” Indra patted Bramasta's arm hard.
“And I ask permission first to his brother,” Bramasta hit back.
The doorbell rings. Indra opened the door.
“Assalamu’alaikum,” baritone voice greets them all. Neat appearance, handsome face and in his mid-40s. In his hand was a large donut box. Box changes hands on Indra.
“Assyik..compatible with coffee,” Indra put the box on the dining table, “We want to chat where?”
“On the balcony only yes let the air fresh,” said Bramasta.
Coffee cups and donut boxes moved to a low table on the balcony surrounded by an L-shaped rattan sofa with comfortable thick foam.
“A Agung, this is Mr. Armand, lawyer company B Group and Sanjaya Group,” Bramasta introduced both. The two shake hands.
“So how?” ask Mr. Armand.
Bramasta told the outline and Agung explained the details. Mr. Armand nodded.
“Hilman Anggoro wife is known to be sharp and arrogant in socialite circles. Some of my clients have problems with Hilman Anggoro's wife. It seems like his character is like that. Luckily, A Agung's sister did not marry his son. Berabe has in-laws like in the soap opera cap flying fish right?”
“But if taken to the green path for something like this, the evidence is still too weak. It will be wasting time, energy and money too_Just waste time, energy and money_."
“So how about Pak?” ask Indra.
“This is no longer a threat to A Agung and Adisti. Just wait until Madame Hilman moves and acts. We just reacted. Go straight to Anggoro Putro. Threaten with termination of cooperation or something like that.”
“But if Mrs Hilman's actions endanger Adisti, how about Mr?”
“It's different again, it's entered the criminal domain not civil anymore. Protect Adisti so that no strangers approach him. Can ya?”
The three looked at each other. Then nod.
“Monday, who takes Adisti control to the hospital?” ask Bramasta.
“Dad and Mother. I can't help it, A. There was a meeting with directors.”
Bramasta.
“Do not tell Adisti about this yes A. Tell Mr and Ms. Gumilar just to be more vigilant.”
Indra typed something in her gawai. Not how long the notification sound of incoming messages is heard from Bramasta devices.
Indra_Seek Mommy for help. Mrs Hilman wouldn't dare touch Adisti if there was Mommy._
Bramasta_Are you sure?_You sure?_
Indra_100%'s search%. Say it to Mommy, take care of prospective ghosts (emot eye love)_
Bramasta_(emot)_
“Monday departs at what time from home?” ask Bramasta.
“It looks like morning, Bang.”
“OK. Someone will pick you up later make it to the hospital.”
“Bang, thank you very much yes. My brother helped me a lot for my family.”
Indra patted Agung's shoulder.
“Don’t mention it_Do not hesitate_. He again takes care of his childhood dream. Adisti's handwriting, the letter G looks like an ant, right?”
Agung chuckled while nodding. Mr. Armand looked dumbly gawked.
“What does the little letter G similar to ants have to do with the future wife of Bramasta?” ask Mr. Armand.
“Long story Sir. Later just wait for the invitation,” said Indra while dipping donuts into his coffee cup.
Mr. Armand laughed, “It feels impatient to see Bramasta take off his free time. At least it can break the news that once circulated that made Mrs Alwin give subpoena to neighboring country TV stations and some print media there.”
Not long ago, Mr. Armand implored himself. The three of them were still chatting on the balcony.
“Have I met Mr Gumilar?” bramasta asked Indra.
Indra held up her thumb. The doughnuts were dipped again in his coffee. Lifted and put into the mouth quickly so that the coffee does not drip into his hands.
“Terus?”
“Kata Adisti, wa’alaikumussalam. That's what you really want?”
Bramasta. The great stared not understanding.
“What are you talking about? What does it have to do with meeting Dad with Adisti to answer greetings?” Great take the donuts. Trying to enjoy donuts like Indra way. When it was inserted into his mouth, his face frowned.
“Why? It tastes good?” ask Indra.
“Dih. Benyek kayak giitu, what's good?” Agung took a tissue to clean the coffee melt in his hand.
“Tadi. Bramasta also send greetings to your sister.”
Bramasta went inside. Then again brought a small paper bag navy blue with the name of a network of gadget stores in several large cities owned by B Group. He was presented to Agung.
“Make Adisti. Use a new number. Phone contact data has been copied to his new number. Already have my contact number, Indra also Anton.”
Agung nodded. He did not open or peek at the contents of his paper bag.
“Thanks a lot. Adisti is indeed so disconnected from the outside world after he cannot hold a cellphone. But how else. Adisti also does not complain about life without a mobile phone.”
“Rarely yes, young people today who can live without gadgets especially medsosnya.”
“By the way, medsos Adisti what?” ask Bramasta.
“She deleted all her social media after breaking up from Tiyo.”
Bramasta.
“Lusa so? Plans to location Adisti fall?” ask Great.
“Insyaa Allah. We go in the morning. All at the location began there is a work of making a safety fence.”
That night, before going to bed, Bramasta checked his chat application. Smiling to see Adisti's profile picture is filled. Still online.
Bramasta_Assalamu’alaikum, Disti. Not sleeping?_
Pause a little long. Then read “sedang type”. Bramasta smile.
Adisti_Wa’alaikumussalam. Kirain is asleep.
Disti was hesitant. Fear of disturbing my brother. (Emot closes lips)_
Adisti_Abang, jazaakallahu for his mobile phone. (Emot tulips)_
Bramasta_Waiyaki.
Sorry you don't know Disti's favorite color. Brother also does not know what Disti wants a cell phone._
Adisti_Disti likes to bang (emot smile). Disti does not need a very sophisticated gadget, later even become redundant._
Bramasta_Disti, it's night. Sleep yeah.
God willing, we will chat again tomorrow._
Adisti_iya Bang's. My brother also slept.
Don't stay up. Keep health.
Assalamu’alaikum Bang Bram.(Emot smiling)_
Bramasta_Wa’alaikumussalam. Have a nice dream. Sleep tight_ Have a good dream, yes. The good bobo_._
[Oh, so this is what it feels like.] Bramasta was on her back while spreading her legs over the bed. His lips smiled widely.
[It's like it's like having a chat with someone we like.] His legs were bent and moved like a bicycle in the air. His face was covered in pillows and then giggled alone.
Accomplished, Bramasta fell asleep while hugging a pillow on his chest. Sleeping with a smiling face. Friday night’at the most different in the life of a Bramasta.
Small Note:
Curators are managers or supervisors of cultural or artistic heritage institutions. His job is to select and take care of the objects of museums, galleries or artworks on display.