CEO Rescue Me!
CHAPTER 267 – BUSSINESS DINNER?
LANDMARK APARTMENT
PENTHOUSE UNIT
Adisti finished preparing dinner. She was arranging it on the dinner table when her husband came to the table with wet hair.
The smell of expensive shampoo wafted in the air. Bramasta smiled to see his wife was sniffing at the smell of his shampoo.
“Why?”
“Freshly shampooed.”
“Woyyyadooong.”
“Gak tired of running a full hour?”
“Udah fresh again due to shower.. Keep eating too.”
When Adisti cooks, Bramasta exercises while listening to stock market impressions and international economic news. Sometimes he looks at the TV screen when there is news that attracts his attention.
Adisti is serving her husband at the dinner table. They share the task. Adisti who prepares dinner while Bramasta later will wash the dishes and clean the dining table.
“So when news about New Zealand, Brother really looks very interested?”
“There is a large farm of threatened cattle and sheep going out of business there. Their shares plummeted during the pandemic. They've done a lot of employee reductions to survive.”
“Bang,” Adisti picked up another piece of corn parchment for her husband, “We can not?”
Bramasta looked at his wife while chewing. Then frowned. Thinking for a moment.
“It was a dairy farm and sheep sheep sheep that his wool took.” Bramasta knows where his wife is talking.
Bramasta pointed at the crackers beside Adisti.
“Develop so there are beef cattle and lamb cut it too,” Adisti take crackers for her husband.
“For?” Bramasta enjoys crackers while observing the face of his wife.
Her hair is getting long now. Layer remnants of pixy model pieces are still visible. Even so, his hair still frames his wife's face as a blanket of the fairy face Thinkerbell.
“To meet the needs of cut meat with halal label to all over the country. Our concept, halaalan thoyyiban. We grow our livestock organically. Do not use vaccines, antibiotics, synthetic vitamins, GMO grain feed and so on. Let the cattle graze naturally. For medicine, many of our livestock experts are using herbs to manage organic farms.”
Bramasta raised his eyebrows.
“Jamu?”
Adisti.
“Like that, if you want more details, Mommy can explain.”
Bramasta.
“How wide is the land?” Adisti asked.
“30 Acres, about 12 thousand more acres."
“Ask the experts, to make an ideal comparison of how much cattle per acre when cattle are released in their natural habitat.”
“OK... Buk Wife interest?”
Adisti.
“Loved workers, call again to work again. Poor..”
“Buk Wife, it's like business dinner.” Bramasta smiled, “Later tomorrow insyaa Allah, Abang will discuss with Indra.”.
“Dinner for business?” Adisti waved her hand, “This is just an ordinary husband and wife conversation that happens to be her husband tajir twisted.”.
Bramasta.
“Whatever the wishes of Buk Wife, as long as Abang is able and it is not excessive and redundant, no element of riya’, does not contain mudhorot, insyaa Allah will Abang fulfill.”
“Masyaa Allah.. glad to have a very good Husband and sholeh like Brother.” Adisti got up from her chair and hugged her husband.
“Later we survey directly there yes,” Bramasta patted his wife's back.
“Ah, we are also not certain to leave when.” Adisti.
Bramasta laughs, “Nggak.. Not a feasibility survey but a survey to see what we can develop there. What potential is there.”
“Means that when we go there all the legal business of buying and selling is done right?” Adisti looks enthusiastic again.
“Insyaa Allah.. The decision is tomorrow, Buk wife. You still have to talk about this with Indra. His perspective is amazing with his experience so far.”
Adisti nodded in agreement. He poured water with cucumber and lemon slices inside his water pitcher.
“Pak Husband really want to clean up on his own? No help Buk Wife?” Adisti handed the glass to her husband.
“Hmmm,” Bramasta nods, “Unfortunately Buk Wife would like to say what after eating?”
“Mau me time.” Adisti smiled broadly while gnashing flirtatiously.
“Means?” Bramasta raised his eyebrows.
“Mau shower, Bang..”
“Laaah, take a shower just say it's me time.” Bramasta chuckled while gulping down his drinking water.
Bramasta is concentrating on cleaning the dust room of his sweeper robot. All the dirt that goes into one form of a spiral roll so it is easy to clean it.
For him it feels strange to name the equipment at home even though it is as a robot. Adisti treats Mochi like a pet. Sometimes spoken to, sometimes touched.
He responded to his wife's behavior with a puckishness while shaking his head.
Adisti stood beside her with a towel forming a tulban covering her hair. Wearing an olive-colored satin kimono, Adisti lowered her body to watch her husband cleaning his sweeping robot.
“Thank You Mr. Husband. already cleaned Mochi... Hows it? Mochi ate a lot today?”
Bramasta frowned hearing his wife's sentence.
“Iya.. Mommi.. today Mochi maemnya many, “ Bramasta imitate the voice of a small child, “Pup also banyaaaaak.”
“Sih!” Adisti chuckles, “Direct hand wash, Bang!”
Bramasta washed his hands after putting Mochi in his charger station. He looked at the towel on his wife's head and opened the towel.
“Pak Husband help cool down yes.”
“Udah... dizziness nih his head diuyeg-uyeg so..”
“Ma’af.” Bramasta brushed the hair on the edge of his wife's head, “Hit has started to sink.
“Keloid no?”
“Ngak..” His hand stopped flipping as his wife moved away, “Buk Wife go where?"
"Put the wet towel in the laundry basket.”
“Ya already,” Bramasta grabbed the remote to turn off the lights and close the middle window curtain.
Bramasta was still holding the doorknob as he stared at his wife standing in front of her dressing table with the kimono ties released. Eyes blinked.
From the reflection of the mirror, Adisti saw the behavior of her husband. Like a dreamy one staring at him.
“Abang?” tanyakanya.
Bramasta is still flinching. He was still looking at his wife. His eyes blinked again.
Bramasta approached Adisti with his eyes still fixed on his eyes.
“Pak Husband why the hell? Hallowww. Ih, so scared of nih.”
“Buk Wife gorgeous bang.”
“Ngecombal?”
“Ngak. I can't and I've never done anything.”
“Newly realize that Disti is beautiful?”
“From seeing Disti in the middle of the ravine, I realized that Disti is beautiful.”
“Terus why did you say Disti is beautiful?”
“See Disti put on a half-open kimono so. Lingerie in it so it looks..”.
Adisti looked down at his kimono.
“Buk Wife intentionally yes?”
“Issh, no. The bond is off by itself.."
"Times?" Bramasta smiled as she took a pinch of hair that covered Adisti's eyebrows.
“Ya. Tomorrow Disti to the office wear this shirt only.”
Bramasta moved quickly, threw his wife's body on the bed and then overpowered her.
“Please deh, don't be naughty. Don't give me ideas that are yes.”
“Bang, shoulder injury scars Disti pain again nih down tilted like this..”.
Rushed up and looked anxiously at his grimacing wife. Kimono sleeves slumped, revealing exposed shoulders with a piece of her lingerie spaghetti strap.
“Sorry.. My brother accidentally. Really sick? Ma’af yes.. Duh, how dong. Really, Brother accidentally.”
Bramasta looked at his wife's dismay. Adisti still grimaced while winning his shoulder.
“We go to the hospital now.”
Adisti shook his head hard, “No need. Why go to the hospital?”
“But right shoulder Disti..”
“Not hospitals. Here if you want to play doctor!” in a quick motion, Adisti took off his sick kimono and dropped it provocatively onto the floor.
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Move aside.minggiiiir.
Bubaaaar
They want to play doctor...
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