CEO Rescue Me!
CHAPTER 222 – FILL 30% INITIAL RECORDING

Everyone fell silent to the story of Lothar Schuemaker retold by Indra.

“Masyaa Allah.. Unexpected.” Bramasta scooped his face.

The others nodded, agreeing with Bramasta's words.

“That girl, can recover?”

“ Mentally, she can recover growing normally like any other girl. Lothair helped. He told it while crying. How the two of them fought so that his wife could move on from the shadows that night,” Indra looked up, pausing back the story. It seems that he is hard to continue the story.

“But physically, the girl can't be a perfect woman anymore. Bryan's harsh treatment left his uterus injured and had to be removed. The girl could never have a child from her womb.”

“Innalillaahi.

“Lothar don't mind with it?” ask Anton.

Indra shook her head, “She loves the girl too much. Many Caucasian couples are not concerned about children, but his wife likes children and wants them very much.”

“Surrogate mother_Mother's surrogate_?” ask Hans.

Indra shakes.

“For Lothar, using the services of a surrogate mother will definitely hurt his wife because it makes her feel more imperfect as a woman."

Indra continued again, "They adopted the child. Men and women. Both are now research scientists. They are happy with their marriage. Until Christmas last year, Lothar's wife passed away.”

“Innalillaahi wainnaillaihi rooji’uun.” in unison they say.

“At the time Babeh told me about Bryan Amsel, Lothar wanted to settle his past, Bryan Amsel had to be imprisoned.”

“Ndra, the girl Helena tortured, is it still related to Lothar?” Hans looked at Indra.

“Gue don't know. I'll ask Babeh to ask Lothar. Why?”

“Gue is worried he objected if his past is revealed again considering he is married now.”

“His face recording is clear?” Bramasta.

“Later..” Hans moved from his seat and went back into the lab room. Not how long did he come out while carrying a flash in his hand. Hans pointed towards the meeting room.

Everyone followed Hans to the meeting room. As soon as Agung closed the meeting room door, Hans activated black mode. The sound of ice rattling sounded. The illumination gradually darkened then switched to the blue color of the Caspian Sea.

“Make your self comfort_Help you guys yes_,” Hans start typing on the light keyboard.

Hans' eyes were sidetracked on the big box on the table.

“That's what?” his hand pointed at the box.

“Kue by Adinda. He said to all of us.” Indra chuckles, “Calon his wife Agung although still leaked but very understanding yes. Diligent make cake too.”

“Eh, open dong now. Mending we eat first before watching. Later even become ilfil to eat and make say.” Hans sat in his chair, “Taking a wait for Bang Leon as well. He said it was close.”

“Where is Bang Leon?” Agung opened the box cover, then smiled broadly at the contents.

“From Surabaya. Why Gung?” ask Hans.

“There was the letter,” the Great took the folded paper and read it quickly but then splashed his lips.

“Why the hell?” Anton took the paper on the fingers of Agung, “Can be read not?”

“Read aja. Kirain letter to me, the candidate.”

“Lu want to get a love letter, Sister-in-law?” Bramasta chuckles, “Gue every morning get a love letter directly from Disti taped to the refrigerator door.”

“That's not a love letter, Bram. But love note.” Hans picked up a piece of cake with a topping full of grated cheese.

“Samely, Hans.” Bramasta seemed confused to choose the cake. Finally he took the potato croquettes decorated with green cayenne that were poked at the top.

Anton cleared his throat, starting to read aloud.

“Assalamu’alaikum. Dear brothers Dinda, enjoy it. Hopefully likes. Please tell Om Agung to stop calling Dinda BOCIL. Sebel very Dinda. Wassalam, Adinda,” Anton finished reading the message from Adinda.

His eyes looked at everyone who was gawking except Great who was throbbing. Then I don't know who started, the meeting room was filled with laughter. Agung hid his face by laying on the table.

“Parah Lu Gung.” Indra patted Agung's shoulder.

“Lu call him a leak?” Hans raises his eyebrows, “But it does pantes anyway. His behavior is very leaky. Yesterday when in front of me there was Kinanti, I deliberately called Adinda so that Kinanti knew how the position of Adinda for us.”

Hans told me about yesterday's incident when he called Adinda. Laughing sounds echoed again in the meeting room.

“Lu kudu patiently face the bocil yes, Bro.” Indra patted Agung's shoulder again while chuckling.

“Gue is not wrong to call him bocil.” Grandi smiled widely.

“Now no..” Bramasta chuckles amusedly, “But later if you have merid different again the story.”

The laughter sounded again. They turned towards the door as the door was knocked and one of the Shadow Team members served them a cold drink.

“Alhamdulillah. Ice lemon tea Bramasta received sealed plastic cups, “Thank you very much yes A.”

The man nodded with a smile. Then he looked at the Great.

“Kang Agung, the motor has been sorted out in the workshop.”

The Great Face suddenly brightened.

“Can you please deliver to home, Wan? The cost of repairing it in WAin aja yes, later I transfer.”

“Siip Kang's. Insyaa Allah tonight I deliver to home.”

“Hatur nuhun his Wan_Thank you ya Wan_”.

“Sawangsulna Kang..” He left the meeting room after bending his body to everyone.

Agung exclaimed while brandishing his fists.

“Iyyyeesssh! I can use the motor again.”.

“Why?” Great looking at all three.

“Lu can't take a motor first. Not realising, Lu just had a major surgery? And his surgical wound has not recovered properly??” Hans looked at Agung.

“Gung, would you please**? You just got up from a coma that makes us all anxious. You recovered quickly it was beyond the ability of the medical personnel. Don't be weird.” Indra looked at the silent Agung.

“Bram, Lu did not say what cake to ngingetin Brother-in-law Lu?”

“No need,” Bramasta shook his head, "Enough later Disti who spoke with his dear brother who is very tough and wayward.”.

“Bang.. please do not need to engage Adek.. Ribet and the length of his business if involve him.” Great looking expectantly.

“Au ah.” Bramasta turned his face away. Anton chuckled softly.

Hans took the gawai. Making a call with no one.

“Assalamu’alaikum, Bun.” Pause.

“Iya Bun, this is Hans. I just want to tell you later there will be a deliver Agung motorbike from the workshop to home.” Pause.

“Iya Bun. Then ask to go directly into the garage, Bun. And another one, please keep the motor key hidden. If Agung asks for the key of his motorbike do not be given yes Bun.” Old pause.

“Good Bun.. Thanks very much. Greetings to Dad and Dinda. Please thank us to Adinda, the cake is very good.” Hans chuckles.

“Assalamu’alaikum Bun,” Pause. Hans closed his call.

He looked at Agung while raising his eyebrows.

“Ah.. Bang Hans..” He complained to the other laughter.

“Live reported to his mother..” Indra giggles.

The sound of greeting along with the opening of the meeting room door. Leon entered the room. Everyone answered his greetings and said hamdalah.

“Gue didn't run out of Dinda's cake, did it?” Leon approached the big box that was in the cake. He turned his head and smiled widely.

Everyone looked at him strangely.

“What?” leon's hand held the paper cup wrapping the potato croquet.

“Where did you know there was Dinda cake?” Great squinted his eyes.

“Easy_appearance_,” Leon chuckles, “Gue will monitor IGnya Dinda. He uploaded a photo of the cake in the box and was given the caption, FOR YOU, PARA ABANG blablabla.”.

Agung check social media Adinda from her salary. Her heart felt warm reading the blablabla that was talked about by Leon.

“For You, The Brothers. Especially for you, yes, it’s you!” Grandi smiled widely.

He rarely checks his social media or anything else.

“Great Bang, this is Brother isn't it?” Anton thrust his gawai. The screen shows Adinda's IG account. A photo of a man in a black leather jacket against the background of a black Honda motorcycle, only legs to chest. The head was cut by Adinda. The caption, “My Guardian Angel. Our First Met_Angel My Protector. Our First Meeting_.”

Agung leaned his body.

“It looks like yes. But where did he get that photo from?”

Bramasta was curious, leaning in her body as well.

“It looks like the photo is in the Disti gallery deh. When Sister-in-law first used the motorbike to go to the office.”

“That's really when you met right at the intersection of Heroes?” Indra watched the photo.

“Smart girl's. He cropped Lu's face, Gung,” Hans took a look at the photo.

“You talked about anything?” leon asked after he wiped the fingers and lips with a tissue.

Hans gave an outline of Lothar Schuemaker's story. Then he proceeded to the main table, playing the nightclub CCTV footage in the form of a flash.

“This 30% early recording.” Hans pressed the enter button. Everyone can watch it from their desk.

In the first scene, Bryan and Helena are chatting while drinking the favorite drink of Germans is beer. A waiter escorted two teenage girls into the room.

“That Lothar Schuemaker?” Bramasta pointed at the waiter.

“It's not. Lothar's face is not like that.” Indra frowned.

“They are beautiful and sweet teenage girls,” Leon watch with head tilted, “It seems they are determining which girl they choose.”

“This is no audio, Hans?” I looked at Hans.

Hans shook his head, “Visual only.”

Then Helena seemed to pull something out of her bag. Cemeti riding, rope from the skin also two handcuffs. He threw a handcuff at Bryan, who was caught laughing.

The two young girls looked terrified. One of them shouted while retreating in fear towards the door. Helena pulled the girl and slapped her hard.

The girl's body was limp, Helena laughed and started tying the girl with a leather strap also clogging her mouth with a cloth. In the next instant, Helena started beating the girl blindly.

The other girl looked in horror at her friend. He tried to escape. Bryan pulled his tiny body and slammed it on the couch.

Holding the girl's body with her knees and handcuffing her hands.The next scene is more appropriate when called the p3rk0sa4n scene.

“Hans, back off a little, to the scene of Helena stroking her girl's body.” Bramasta's voice startled all of them who were focusing on watching.

“This one?”

“Ya.. Freeze it,” Bramasta points to Helena's fingers on the projector, “Note the ring. If not wrong, the ring is still used, right now? Always wear it wherever he is?”

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Babang Bramasta is very observant.

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