CEO Rescue Me!
CHAPTER 35– VIRAL ONCE AGAIN
Medusa staggered, right towards the open trash can. He screamed as he lost his balance and fell into the trash. His short skirt that expanded like a peony filled the surface of the trash can, while his body slid into it. His feet were in the air.
The trash jolts towards the back. The front is basically pushed and lifted. The Medusa's body load makes the garbage cans fall back. Unfortunately, the pedestrian is not flat but down to the end. The trash can rolled with Medusa inside that was screaming in panic.
Bramasta gasps. Holding Adisti.
“What is this?”
“That's not wrong, sir. The mothers who came directly jambak the Teteh,” said the boba seller girl.
“Disti, are you okay?”
Adisti did not answer. The pain in his shoulders, neck and head caused him disorientation. His ears were ringing loudly with his pain. View fades. Dark and silent.
Bramasta embraced Adisti quickly. He could see blood starting to seep in Adisti's veil. Bramasta cried out in panic. Boba sales girl helps open the car door. Bramasta constantly beristighfar while putting Adisti's body carefully.
“Thank you very much Tea,” Bramasta said to Girl Seller Boba. The girl simply nodded as Bramasta quickly disappeared pressing her accelerator leaving the sound of a large-cylinder engine roar.
He looked towards the trash can that had now stopped getting stuck in the gutter. A young boy was about to help the woman in the trash can but a group of people from the right direction of the boba seller girl shouted towards the young man.
“Lah! Ulang. Tumans. Wicked pisan so awewe tea!_Don't! Don't help. It's so bad to be a girl!_” said they.
The young man stopped helping the woman who was screaming and cursing.
He walked up to the group of people to ask what happened. One of them showed his phone screen to the young man. Watch the footage of the incident. The furious and amazed cries sounded from the crowd.
One of them pointed towards the trash. He directed his phone to record a moving trash can.
There's a hand sticking out of it, looking for a grip. Then the head with messy hair, looks wet and sticky with a glass lid and a straw of boba stuck in his hair. His body wrapped in a lacy cotton top with a low cleavage seemed to spill over with all sorts of packaging wrappers. The skirt looks awful, the front expands but the back is tapered because it is wet.
“Makanya Ma'am, so people don't be so bad!” shouted one of them.
“What are you guys?! I demand all of you. I will sue the poor woman! Damn it!!! Shialaaan!” her legs were stomped and her fingers pointed at the crowd, “Brengs*k you guys!!”
The crowd laughed at the woman who was walking with faltering steps while holding her waist. The other hand pulled out the trash that stuck to his hair and body. Someone came up to the woman, leading her to walk.
“From her uniform like a worker in a salon and boutique down the street,” said a woman from the crowd.
“Crazy, just 3 minutes of uploads who watch it is almost a thousand.” said a young boy wearing a backpack.
The boba seller girl picked up the handcloth that Adisti threw before she did her twisting kick. He flashed in front of the crowd while walking limping. His knees hurt from falling when pushed by the mad woman.
“Eh, that's a hollow Tete. That's what Tea is?” ask one of them while directing the phone to the boba seller girl earlier.
“This, the handcloth had the Tet who was attacked earlier. Poor thing, his hand was injured so it was attacked from behind. But not surprisingly yes, it turns out that his Teteh martial arts master,” everyone in the crowd agreed to the words of the boba seller girl.
“Terus, want diapain Tea, sling?”
“Don't know. Most I save who knows Teteh who was or Masnya came to take this sling.”
“Teh, knee is bleeding,” says the youth with a backpack.
Boba salesgirl looks down. Look at the blood flowing in front of his legs.
“So encouraged the mothers yes Tea?” The sales girl boba nodded.
“Ish.. so evil the mother,” said a girl, “Teh, I wholesale her ice bob. Later if you get a bonus from the boss, buy antiseptic drugs yes Tea so as not to infection.”
“I also.”
“I want, 5. Different taste yes Tea.”
“Alhamdulillah,” the Boba seller girl bent her body towards the crowd, “Hatur nohun pisan, Akang, Teteh!”
That afternoon, the virtual universe was horrendous with an unusual incident that occurred in the front pedestrian of the meubeul store. Videos labeled FRONT PEDESTRIAN SHOP MEUBEUL Part 1, 2 & 3. Video Part 1 was given the caption “SALAH SELECT OPPONENT”, Part 2 was given the caption “TUMAN!!” and Part 3 with caption “YUK WE WHOLESALE BOBANY”.
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Entering the ER line, Bramasta pressed his car horn many times to the security. Security understands, he's taking a wheelchair. Bramasta yells, “Begging for his bed Sir. Patient unconscious!”
A security officer recognized Bramasta, he told the nurses inside, they were the arrival of VVIP patients. The bed comes driven by security and nurses. Move the patient carefully.
“Why?” ask nurse.
“He was attacked on his head. I was worried there was an injury to his neck bone,” Bramasta said in a panic.
“We handle the outer bleeding on his head first sir. We just checked the CT scan. You are now waiting outside first,” said the doctor.
“Please save my future wife, doc. Please doctor. We are getting married this week. Help him,” Bramasta cry.
“Iya. Now Mr. Bramasta wait outside first yes. So as not to interfere with our work.”
“No, I want to see Adisti. I should be on Adisti's side,” Bramasta roared furiously.
The rush of adrenaline from hearing women screaming for help then seeing Adisti attacked from behind to arrive at the hospital made his brain flooded with adrenaline. His eyes turned, his ears ringing. Bramasta collapses on hospital ER floor.
The medics were excited as were the families of the patients in the ER room.
“Phone B Group, contact its secretary, tell to accompany Mr. Bramasta immediately,” said the senior guard doctor to one of the nurses.
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Indra was sipping his coffee while his eyes looked at the laptop screen of the Restaurant & Cafe Division monthly report when the intercom ringing rang. Indra turns on loudspeaker, “Assalamu’alaikum, yes what is it?”
“Wa’alaikumussalam Pak Indra. We received a call from the hospital, asking Mr. Indra to come to the ER to accompany Mr. Bramasta.”
“What?”
“Connect me with a phone from the hospital.”
“Good afternoon, Mr. Indra. Please his arrival to accompany Mr. Bramasta who is now unconscious in the ER,” the voice of the nurse sounded so tense on the phone.
“Why? Tell me what happened?”
“Mr Bramasta brought an unconscious female patient with an open injury to the head and possible neck injury as well. Mr. Bramasta said the patient was attacked on his head from behind. He said the patient was his future wife, Adisti.”
“Good, I'm going there now. Thank you very much.”
Indra grabbed the car keys and the phone. He ran towards the elevator. Making a call to Hans. Speak quickly to tell the chronology. Asking Mr. Alwin to come to the ER.
“Don't tell the Madam before everything is handled properly,” Indra's message to Hans.
Indra contacted many times the phone Agung. There's no answer. He hit his steering wheel many times. Finally he called his Papa. Telling a short chronology then asked Papi to send Agung immediately to the ER.
Agung had just introduced himself in front of the managers in the Finance Division when the door of the meeting room fell open following the large body figure of Kusuma Wardhani, their director, filled the doorway.
“Remember, get to the ER now. Do not bring your own vehicle. I told Hans to go with you. Mr. Alwin and Hans are on the terrace waiting for you. You guys go first. I'll catch up.”
“What's up, Sir?”
“Adisti attacked. Open injury to the head. Bramasta rampaging in the ER before fainting.”
“Subhanallah!” Agung ran through the big body of Mr. Director in the doorway. Running fast towards the elevator that is almost closing.
“Hold the door!” exclaim Great.
In the meeting room the managers were buzzing like bees. Talk about the excitement that just happened. And they realized the manager that Sanjaya Group had just recruited was no ordinary person. Liaising directly with the Director, Mr. President and Chairman of B Group. Who is the Great Gumilar? Who's Adisti?