CEO Rescue Me!
CHAPTER – 34 LUMP OF ANGER

Bramasta held tightly to the steering wheel of the car. Resisting his anger, preventing his hand from hitting Prasetyo's face. He glanced at Adisti who was staring at Prasetyo with a flabbergasted face. The Bramasta heart. There are concerns that Adisti believes Prasetyo's words.

“Dis, he is indeed rich. Richer than I am. But I'm a normal guy, Dis. I can make you happy,” Prasetyo looked at Adisti but then pointed at Bramasta, “It's okay if you've slept with him. I get it, Dis. No one rejects the charm of Bramasta surrounded by treasure, power and money. I understand very well, Dis. I will take you back even if you are no longer holy. We can be together again as before by forgetting the past.”

THAT'S ENOUGH. Bramasta opened the car door violently. Prasetyo who was bowing nearby pushed almost strayed. Bramasta grabbed Prasetyo's collar. Prasetyo was then knocked on the car door. His eyes looked at the terrified Prasetyo.

“I told you right, Adisti is in my charge. Stay away from Adisti and his family. But you seem too stupid to understand. You can insult me. I'm not gonna beat you up. But when you insult my woman, my future wife, then I will not hold back anymore!” bramasta's fist shot towards Prasetyo's stomach. DEB. There was the sound of punches and moans.

Bramasta took off his check. Prasetyo's body slumped while holding his stomach. He's coughing. Feel the heartburn and pain is incredible. Bramasta pointed to Prasetyo, ”You know nothing about my life. No need to spread cheap gossip. There is no truth to the import gossip you bring, Pras.”

Prasetyo's countenance faced him, “Pras, for your own good. Change it. Turn into the old Prasetyo again. Stay away from your wild company. Stop in and out of the nightclub every night. Be the Prasetyo that Adisti used to know. Find a good woman for you to marry not for you to sleep with.”

Prasetyo was shocked.

“You think I don't know your football?” bramasta said, “Even before your engagement was cancelled, your one-night love adventure I already knew. Next time_other times_, do not do anything illegal in hotel chain B Group or Sanjaya Group! Don’t be so moron like an idiot!_Don't be so stupid like an idiot!_”

Adisti who was already behind Bramasta gasped in shock. Staring at Prasetyo in disbelief. Prasetyo lowered his face deeply.

“Dis,” Prasetyo staring Adisti, “Dis, forgive me. Really, I'm sorry. I just love you. I can't live without you. Dis...”

Bramasta stared pushyly at Prasetyo. His hands are on his waist. Adisti pulled his arm.

“Backed. Already.” Adisti stared at Bramasta with teary eyes, “Already. Thats enough. Don't serve a loser like him.”

Bramasta takes Adisti to his seat. Open the door and attach the seatbelt.

“Lock the door,” murmur Bramasta. Adisti.

Bramasta started his car engine. Get out of that stifling parking lot. There was only silence in the car.

Bramasta glanced at Adisti. Adisti's face was turned to face the window. But Bramasta knew Adisti was crying in silence.

There's a park at the end of the turn. Bramasta directed his drive into the park's parking lot.

“Disti.” Bramasta touching Adisti's arm, “Disti face here. We talk here yes.”

Bramasta thrusting tissue. Adisti turned, Receiving Bramasta's hand-delivered tissue.

“About Prasetyo's talk, gossip circulating in Singapore..”.

Adisti shook his head, “Mommy told Disti, Bang. Disti trust Mommy. Disti also trusts Brother.”

“Alhamdulillah.”

“But hearing the slander that Tiyo threw at Abang and Adisti it was like making blood boil. Hearing Brother's words to Tiyo, how painful it feels to be yes despite having let go of the relationship with him, but knowing what he did behind Disti, it feels very painful, stifling.” Adisti's cry broke.

“Thank God Disti didn't marry him. He doesn't love Disti. He's just obsessed with Disti. Ssssssh... already do not cry.”

Adisiti clutching her chest held back the tightness. It sounds soft.

“Disti, ssssh don't cry yes. Brother so can not say if Disti nangis.”

“Biarin first Disti cry, Bang. Let's be satisfied first. This is the last tear Disti came out for Tiyo.”

“But Brother can not bend to comfort Disti loh,” Bramasta staring at his hand on the steering wheel.

Adisti turned to Bramasta, “Not yet, Brother.. Disti also does not ask to be hugged so. Disti is not that bad. Disti is not that weak. Disti not selebay it.”

“Iya.iya.. Disti is a strong girl_Disti is a strong girl_. Usually if in the movies, in novels, the crying girl must be embraced to relieve her crying, to eliminate her sadness, comfort her heart.”.

“Do not equate Disti with imaginary figures, Bang.”

“Iya. sorry deh.”

“Aduh.. was crying already where?” Adisti confusion, “Tuh, Brother anyway. Disti so forgot it was crying to where.”.

“Laaah?”

“Kan, now so confused to continue crying again.”

“Ya has already cried. I forgot it again, right?” Bramasta chuckles, “We're late nih.”

Bramasta pointed at his watch.

“Bang, no mineral water?”

Bramasta opened the middle luggage box between their seats. Take the mineral bottle still intact seal. Drinking half. “Lapse of crying thirst, Bang.”

Bramasta. “Disti, Brother is more dear deh.”

Adisti turned his head, “Since when is my dear brother with Disti?”

Bramasta smiled shyly, “Since first looking at Adisti's eyes, on the branch, in the middle of the ravine.”

Adisti blushed in shame. Face blushing.

Bramasta looked around. Then he pointed to his right side.

“There is a mosque there. Kita Dhuhur yuk. Bring me the mukena, right?”

Adisti.

Bramasta has informed the boutique that they will be 30 minutes late. They returned from the mosque after the prayer. Adisti has already fixed her makeup. His face looks fresher than before the Dhuhur prayer.

High doors and windows, high pillars with vertical line motifs, the top there is a fern leaf ornament surrounding the pillar. The thick wood-framed glass door with vertical handles was opened by Bramasta. He's holding the door for Adisti.

“Bang,” Adisti whisper, “Stay sweet like this yes forever.”

Bramasta chuckles softly, “Insyaa Allah.”

The reception girl dressed in a boutique uniform greeted them and escorted them to a white marble-floored room. A beautiful beige-faced Arab woman was behind a large table. Friendly smile. She is the age of Mommy and Mommy.

“Assalamu’alaikum, welcome to Sultan Boutique. Hi Bramasta and this is Adisti huh? Mrs Alwin has informed me before.”

“Wa’alaikumussalam, thank you very much, Umi Khalid,” said Bramasta, “Khalid is still in Dubai huh. Have not seen each other for a long time. Last chat with him last week.”

“Iya, Bram. But he said later on H day, he'll be home. Special attended your event.”

“Aalhamdulillah's. It feels good to be on an important day of our lives, attended by childhood friends.”

“Umi is well acquainted with Bramasta since she was a child,” Umi Khalid said to Adisti, “Do not worry, Bramasta is a good man, sholeh and responsible.”

Adisti nodded and smiled.

“Adisti later fitting H Day still wearing hand sling?”

“Actually can be removed, but can not be long Umi. Really pegel. Besides worrying that the joints are shifting again,” said Adisti.

Umi Khalid nodded, “OK, it's okay. Later Umi makein beautiful and cool hand sling yes in accordance with her dress.”

“Umi, Adisti's shoulder and back still have stitch wounds. Later his clothes are made comfortable on his shoulders and back yes,” Bramasta told Umi. Adisti's heart warms with Bramasta's attention to her.

“Which side?” ask Umi Khalid.

“Yang left, Umi,” Adisti replied. Umi Khalid nodded then wrote in his notebook, “We measure first yes.”

Umi Khalid called a male assistant to measure Bramasta's body. Adisti is handled by a female assistant.

“The concept is as told by Mrs Alwin, Bram?”

“Iya Umi.”

“Kata Nyonya Alwin, the concept and dress later so the surprise Adisti huh? Then later how about the fitting?”

“Mild, Umi.. close your eyes as soon as you enter the room,” said Bramasta. Umi Khalid chuckled.

Adisti views Bramasta, “What Bang?”

“There's.” Bramasta winks her eyes at Adisti.

They were not in the shop for long. Bramasta checked his salary. Some incoming chat messages and also emails.

“Disti, you have to stop by your friend's place first huh. Not long time to. 2 blocks from here.”

Adisti.

Bramasta parked his car near a large grocery store. Bramasta's friend he would meet was at a document service center located next to the meubel shop.

“Teman Brother is there, looks like the place?”

Disti nodded.

“Abang just a minute. Disti just wait here huh? AC car Brother turn on yes?”

“No need to Bang. Window Disti open aja.”

“Are you sure_You sure_?” tanya Bramasta, “Hot tablets outside.”

“Nothing. Want to catch wind by afternoon.”

Bramasta chuckles, “Abang go first huh.. Assalamu’alaikum.”

“Wa’alaikumussalam. Tiati Bang.”

Adisti's been waiting 5 minutes. From the moment he came, his eyes had been fixed on the boba drink seller in front of the store. Thirsty and hot, he finally got out of the car to join the queue of buyers. There are only 2 buyers.

Adisti got out of his car, got in line. He smiled and nodded at the drink-seller girl and the gentlemen who were in line. Thai tea boba became Adisti's choice that afternoon. Adisti stood in front of the car. His body was facing the car while observing the traffic in the late afternoon. The breeze makes the end of the pashmin fluttering.

When suddenly the veil feels something interesting from behind. Drawn with all his might. Adisti tried to defend his veil. The voice of the woman behind him screams hatefully at him, “I finally met you too! Poor women do not know themselves!! Why do you doubt once to annul your marriage??! Brengs*k lu!”

The hood is getting pulled back. Adisti's back neck feels numb. It hurts so much.

“For you, Mrs Hilman won't pay for a single piece of the clothes she ordered! Because of you, I lost tens of millions!!” the woman jerks strongly at Adisti's veil.

“For your part, I lost my socialite customers to the ravings of Mrs Hilman!” his hand reached for Adisti's head, jerked back. Adisti screaming. He could feel the tip of the pentule needle ripping through his scalp.

Boba's salesgirl clamoring for help. There were some people in the distance but they did not move to help, instead watching and busy directing their phones.

“Bu..bu, already.that's the pity of his neighbor.” boba seller girl trying to pull the hand of the woman who pulled Adisti's veil. Boba selling girl was pushed over until she fell.

Adisti. He gathered his strength in the midst of his pain. His right hand quickly released his hand. Holding back a jolt from the woman who pulled her veil and head. He's subduing his body. Throwing out his body while twisting his body with steady horses, his legs directed towards the woman.

As he twisted his body, he could see Bramasta running towards him. His feet touched the woman hard. Right in his chest. DUG. Adisti saw the face of the woman who was clearly staggered in the position of her perfect horses. The woman had the face of Medusa.