CEO Rescue Me!
CHAPTER 278 – FINALLY....
THE GUMILAR FAMILY HOUSE
Because Agung did not sleep in the house of Mother's Father, Bramasta and Adisti decided to stay there. Pity Father and Mother when the house is suddenly quiet because Adinda is staying at the main house.
They returned shortly after Agung and his entourage returned. Adisti asked Mother and Father to sleep first. She and her husband prepared the meal that Mbak Lin, the head of ART at the main house, brought to them all.
“Buk Wife why? How is tonight so quiet?”
“Disti worried about the safety of Father and Mother tomorrow, Bang. Like they went into the lion's den.”
“Yakin lion? Not crocodiles? Jokes about crocodiles vs lizards will come from them.” Bramasta.
“Ih, Brother Yes.”
“Everything?” Bramasta check again empty paper bag all, “Ke yuk room. Brother wants selonjoran.”
“Pegel? Want to massage?”
“Gak ah's. Brother also knows Buk Wife is also tired.”
“Bring a drink, Mr. Husband. In order not to move to the kitchen,” Adisti fill the pitcher box with vertical line texture with water dispenser.
“One glass yes.. We share a glass. Like the sunnah of the Prophet PBUH," Bramasta took the glass on the top shelf easily because of his tall body.
“Pak Husband very sweet anyway.” Adisti hugged her husband while holding the pitcher.
“Woiyyaadoooong.”
Putting the glass and pitcher on the nightstand, Adisti cleaned the bed using a broomstick.
Bramasta smiled at the actions of his wife.
“Yang Buk wife do also one of sunnah before bed yes.” Bramasta sits on the edge of the bed.
“Pak Husband want to take a shower?”
“Gak ah's. Her husband is tired.” Bramasta opened his shirt.
“Diih, tired of life..” Adisti laughs at her husband for hearing him in slang sounds strange in his ears.
Adisti brought a house dress for her husband. Comfortable Tshirt and jogger pants.
“Buk Wife do not need to shower. Dah night. Just accompany Husband. Anyone would like Pak Husband to talk.”
“Disti want to wash your face and brush your teeth first. Yuk!” Adisti invited her husband to clean up before going to bed.
After ablution, they sit back on the bed.
“Pak Husband want to talk what?” Adisti has changed clothes by wearing a short-sleeved pajama nightgown and comfortable cotton pants with a doughnut motif of various toppings.
Bramasta frowned looking at the clothes his wife was wearing.
“It should be this motive shirt is more suitable to wear Adinda.”
Adisti laughing.
“We buy together. Disti the donut motif while Adinda cupcake motif is also pancake motif.”
“Mon Dieu!” Bramasta.
“Bang, if Disti dandan like Adinda earlier how? Barbie Looks.”
Bramasta looked at Adisti with piercing lips.
“No way!” Bramasta crossed his hands on his chest, “No. I don't want something like Agung. So panglingnya, but can not recognize his own future wife. Later if you do not recognize your own Wife, how?”
“Iya... yaaaa,” Adisti arrange pillows to be comfortable to sleep on.
He leaned on the bedhead with a pillow propping his back. Bramasta in spoiled fashion. Sleeping on Adisti's lap. Adisti's hand stroked her husband's hair.
“So what to chat?”
“About the farm that Buk Wife wants. We change our plans.”
“Eittss! We have agreed not to talk about work problems when going to sleep yes.”
“Iya. Know,” Bramasta look Adisti in the eye, “Abang not so buy.”
Adisti's fingers stopped moving. Stop stroking her husband's hair.
“Why?”
Bramasta closed her eyes. Her hand told Adisti to stroke her hair again.
“Bang, why?” Adisti shook her husband's body.
Bramasta opened his eyes and smilingly looked at his wife.
“Kan Buk Wife said, we are not talking about work problems on the bed.”
“Moving to the middle room yuk!” invite Adisti, “So we can talk about work.”
“Ogah. Kan was Abang already said, tired of life.”
“Dih Brother!” Adisti was anxious and pinched her husband's nose.
“English, please.!” Adisti laughing.
“That’s hurt!” bramasta Exclamation.
“Ma’af..” Adisti lowered her face, peeping at the top of her husband's nose.
“Still sick. It's not where it hurts.”
“Please Mr. Husband..” Adisti let go of his lap. She lowered her head by holding her body using both of her hands over her husband's face. Then a long kiss at the base of his nose, between his eyes.
“I love you, Mr. Husband.” whispered Adisti when ending his kiss.
She leaned over next to her husband. Her hand re-strokes her husband's hair.
“Now, Mr. Husband story, why Mr. Husband did not buy a farm that Disti wanted.”
Bramasta.
“So, that was a bribe so that Brother told me now?"
“Salah itself makes Disti curious. Stories...”
“Iya..” Bramasta began to tell about the findings of Indra and his data research team B Group.
Initially Bramasta told me in a supine position while Adisit next to him leaned over while stroking his hair. But then he tilted his body to look at his wife as he told her about the Joneses' kindness to their employees during the pandemic.
As he expected, his wife had a soft heart. Adisti's eyes have condensed. Now replace Bramasta who stroked his wife's hair. And finally he lay on his back again while putting his wife's face on his chest.
“They're good people. It's heartless to buy their only livelihood, although they can start all over again by making smaller farms, but it feels too heavy in the midst of world economic conditions that are sluggish like today.” Bramasta pecked at the top of his wife's head.
“Then, the decision of Brother and Bang Indra how?”
“We are working together. We help their capital and we develop the farm the way Disti wants it. The workers we leave behind ask to return to work, we also employ workers from our country. Transfer of knowledge. Those with the knowledge of machine technology in the world of animal husbandry whereas our workforce with the traditional knowledge of ancestral heritage about herbal knowledge for organic farming.”
Adisti tightened his embrace.
“We have a lot of livestock experts from IPB and many other colleges. Herbalists from college. It feels very unfortunate if they can not use the knowledge they can for a career and make a living as the backbone of the family.”
“They agree? The Jones Family?” ask Adisti.
“Indra has contacted their son who also serves as PR and director. He concurrently held various positions when his company could no longer afford to pay employees related to capital.”
“Then?”
“They agree. They are happy to welcome. We're invited there in two days. Buk Wife ready honeymoon two days away?” Bramasta looked at his wife's face.
Adisti's eyes widened then screeched happily.
“Two days left? A honeymoon? New Zealand?!”
Bramasta nodded with a big smile.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAK!” adisti shouted right in Bramasta's ear making her husband jumped in shock while holding next to his ear.
“Disti! Isssh!” rubbing his ears that feel deaf, “Have passed the middle of the stomach, you know. If Mom and Dad wake up, how? This room is in front. If the guard or security guard who was traveling heard Disti screaming like earlier, how?”
“Eh, ma’af Bang! So happy Disti to scream like that,” Adisti began to kiss and bite the ear of her husband who was yelling, “Don't worry, Brother has made this room soundproof right? Count this room soundproof test..”
“Isssh, ticklish. Udah.”
“But!” Adisti moved down leaving a wet trail around Bramasta's neck.
Bramasta chuckles amusedly. He can only surrender. Even when his wife pulled off his Tshirt there was no resistance from him.
Ringing sound notification chat messages that continuously interfere with Bramasta's resignation. He patted his wife's back.
“Disti.. Buk Wife... briefly.”
Adisti raised her face in confusion looking at her husband.
“What's up?”
“There was a sequential incoming chat message earlier.” just Bramasta spoke, the sound of incoming chat notifications sounded in a row many times.
Bramasta grabbed his salary which was placed on the nightstand. Open the incoming message. Then his eyes widened.
“Innalillaahi wainnaillaihi rooji’uun.. Mr Raditya's house is on fire!”
Adisti looked at Bramasta with widened eyes as well.
“Abt hunch Brother!”
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