CEO Rescue Me!
CHAPTER 32 - B GROUP
Adisti admires Bramasta's office. Grey, beige and a little silver. Behind the Bramasta chair there is a reddish-brown B Group logo with a large silver chrome letter B. Simple, strong and firm, that's what Adisti read from the B Group logo.
“Disti want to drink what?”
“Es mix there?” Adisti smiled ignorantly. He sat on the reddish-brown leather sofa while touching the sansievera leaves that flourished on the glass table.
“Eh?” Bramasta who had glanced at the file stacked on her desk glanced quickly at Disti.
“Hehehe... joking, Bang.”.
“Kirain. Coffee latte want?” Adisti.
“Anything, choice Brother as Disti likes.”
“So sweet really Disti.”
“And we often one frequency, Bang.”
Bramasta. Then contact pantry via intercom, “Please coffee for me and one coffee latte, yes.”
Bramasta read the file and studied it. Separate the files with the signed ones. Adisti did not dare to disturb. He watched Bramasta's face from his seat. His serious face, how he put his index finger on his nostrils with his eyebrows that were almost interlocked, the movement of his hand as he turned the paper.
Bramasta felt noticed. Staring Adisti. Adisti threw away the view.
“Why see Brother continue?” Bramasta smiles, “Gan ya?”
“Terus Disti should how? Brother is busy with files while Disti here does nothing.”
“Hmmm.”
“What's hmm?”
Bramasta smiled as he read the file again.
“Do not hammm hemmm hammm hemm muzzle, Bang. Later even Disti random-random table Brother nih.”
“So Disti want to ngacak-ngacak table Brother?” Bramasta stared at Adisti, “Don't now yes. Next week aja ngacak-ngacak table Brother.”
Adisti gawked with the phrase Bramasta. Bramasta was also shocked by her sentence just now.
[Jeez.. Brother, what the hell is that?]_Advisors.
[O.M.G.I was able to say that?]_Bramasta.
The sound of knocking on the door blew the awkwardness between them. Office boy delivers drinks for them.
They enjoyed the drink in silence, not daring to make a sound again. Dare not to talk to each other again. The faces of the two of them were red.
The sound of knocking on the door and Indra stepped in. Looking oddly at the two of them while turning the ping.
“You why? Marahan?”
“Ngak,” both compact answer.
“Kok don't talk to each other?”
“Again coffee,” still compact answer.
“Buset bye, really compact y'all.”
Indra turned her body to face Bramasta, “You participated in the opening meeting? The rest I will handle. Present just aja yes, so that the children spirit.”
Bramasta nodded, “Disti is okay to be left for a while?”
Adisti.
After Bramasta died, to drive away deserted, Adisti took out his sketchbook. He blurted out fine lines while trying to remember the details.
The sketches are still not perfect, only 60%, but the eyelids feel unbearably heavy. Adisti fell asleep hugging his sketchbook. His pencil fell to the floor.
in the meeting room, after the opening was conducted by Bramasta, one of his employees made a monthly report presentation. Bramasta did not pay much attention to the content of his conversation, his mind was fixed on Adisti who he left alone in his room.
On a whim, he opened his gawai. The application that connects the device with CCTV in the room. Observing Adisti from the meeting room through his salary.
Indra glanced at Bramasta then chuckled softly while covering her mouth with the file in her hand. Bramasta smiled at the screen. Adisti is drawing with a pencil on his sketchbook. I don't know what he drew. Adisti yawned several times until he finally fell asleep. Seeing him asleep, Bramasta so remembered while waiting for Adisti in the ER before Agung came.
Bramasta glanced at his watch. He whispered to Indra, “Gue unplug first yes,” Indra nodded.
Bramasta interrupted for a moment, “Sorry, because there is urgent business I have to leave this meeting. For the next I was represented by Mr. Indra yes. Assalamu’alaikum,” Bramasta left the room.
Bramasta enters his room carefully so that Adisti does not wake up. He took a pencil rolling on the floor and put it in the wallet where the pencil was on the table. While kneeling beside Adisti, he slowly took the sketchbook from Adisti's embrace to satisfy his curiosity with what Adisti drew. Bramasta. An unfinished sketch of her face. But even so, the picture already represents his face.
Adisti's body moved in a comfortable position, his body tilted to face Bramasta. Bramasta. His face was very close to Adisti's. Adisti's eyes blinked, feeling that someone else was watching him, opening slowly.
His eyes met Bramasta's. Both feel deja vu. Occurrence on a tree branch in the middle of the ravine. Adisti's hand touched the edge of Bramasta's face. “Angel...” says Adisti slowly. Bramasta felt like he was electrocuted. He held Adisti's hand. Holding him in the air so as not to touch his face again. Adisti's hands felt cold when touched. But soft and fragrant of his skin. Bramasta skin bristles up to the scalp.
“Astaghfirullah,” Bramasta hands off Adisti.
“Sorry,” Bramasta said as she frowned at the pain of holding her forehead.
“Gak, Bang.. The wrong disti. Sorry.” corner of Adisti's eyes looked tearful. Sick, really sick.
“Eh, really sick huh? Wanna compress? Try Brother see, nosebleed is not?” bramasta's hand removed the hand of Adisti holding his nose. “No nosebleed, no nosebleed,” Adisti chin buzzed, “Just red in the middle of his nose,” Bramasta stroking the middle of Adisti's nose. Adisti goosebumps.
“Bang!” Adisti hits Bramasta's arm, “Don't hold-hold Disti's face napah? The target of the demon more and more tablets that contact us.”
“Eh yes. Excuse me. Disti, really Brother does not mean modusin Disti.” Bramasta looks all wrong.
“Iya, Disti also know, Bang.”
“Sorry yes.”
“Disti also apologized, galakin Abang Bramasta,” Adisti grimaced shyly, “Tadi reflex mukul arm Abang. Sorry yeah. Sick no?”
“Ngak. Brother knows. Doesn't hurt either.”
“You are made sick? Here, Disti addin again.”
“Hey...” Bramasta nosedive Adisti.
“Ih, Brother!” Adisti held her nose again.
Bramasta chuckles and stands away from Adisti. He pressed the wooden panel next to his desk. Sliding wood panel. Bramasta entered the room inside. There are 2 doors inside. He took the door that was in front of him. Toilet with full bathroom inside. Wash his face with tap water. Staring at the reflection of his face in the mirror while shaking his head. [So... barely!].
Bramasta rushed out. Take mineral water in a small bottle pack in the table drawer where the green fern plants are lush. Read the basmalah before downing the contents, then approach Adisti while giving other bottled mineral water.
Adisti opened the bottle with his right hand turning the lid and the left hand held the bottle. Read the basmalah slowly and then dowel the contents of the bottle.
“Eh, I mean to compress Disti's nose.” said Bramasta while taking another bottle of bottled water.
“Indeed you think, only you feel thirsty after the incident?” Adisti received a bottle and then taped to his nose.
“Hehehe... sorry.”.
“Dimaafin Bang.. Disti mah is the man.”
Bramasta chuckles, “What is Disti how is it?”
“Yes that way, easy sorry people.”
“Can't heh, by the way don't have to be so cute? My brother is so grumpy look at him.”
“Gremet how? Adisti mah is already cute since orok, Bang. It was set from there.”
“How much do I want ijab kabul now yes?” Bramasta chuckles amusedly.
“Yeah Brother...gremet to his side.”.
“Ngomongin ijab kabul, Disti want to ask what dowry from Abang?”
“Disti does not want to make it difficult for Brother, who if you can afford it.”
“Specifications can be clarified?”
“Don't arrive because you want to give a dowry that is worth it, even making you troubled in the future. Disti knows the brother of a person who is deeper in treasure, for dowry matters, Disti does not want anything excessive. Disti is simple. I want to be a simple person forever, to be myself. Married with Abang may not make Disti turned into a materialistic or an arrogant person. Please remind Disti if Disti turns out to be like that, Bang.”
Bramasta looked at Adisti. “You are my precious_You are precious to me_. I want you more as my wife_I want you so badly as my wife_.”
“So sweet really Abang Bramasta, Si Babang Gantengnya Disti.” Disti shows finger love to Bramasta.
“And can mingle the cheeks Disti..”
“Not allowed, Bang.” Adisti held her cheek with her free hand.
“Yes, this is my brother saying if only.”
Adisti chuckles.
Bramasta glanced at his watch, “We set off yuk. Fear of being late.”
Adisti.
“So it is true, when men and women are alone, then the third is a demon,” said Bramasta, “Tadi, almost.. Thank God God still takes care of us.”
“Dragon safe distance, Bang if you two.”
“Tadi, Disti call Abang “angel” again. Why?”
“Isssh Brother..” Adisti face red extinguished, “No need to discuss dong.”
“But Brother wants to know.”
“Please deh...” Adisti walks quickly to the elevator leaving Bramasta behind. Bramasta chuckles at Adisti's actions.