CEO Rescue Me!
CHAPTER 41– DOMINO EFFECT
Mr. Hilman was flabbergasted. Shoulders drooped.
Hans continued, “We saw when the car came out of the building area huh. The police number is visible, we have to contact Singapore's CCTV forensic lab to get a clear picture.”
Hans thrust out an enlarged photo several times from the CCTV footage. Mr. Hilman looked at the photo with a pushy look.
“Liliana, what got into you?” muttered Mr. Hilman.
“What's my wife's fault with your wife, Mr Hilman?” asked Mr Alwin in a cold tone, “Do you have anything to do with this? Knowing your wife's plans but letting her act as she pleases?”
“No.. no..” Mr. Hilman shook his head while shaking both hands, “No. For God's sake I don't know anything about challenging this.”
“What about the chat messages sent from your wife to Adisti from the time her family canceled the engagement until yesterday?” Mr. Armand asked Mr. Hilman who looked flabbergasted.
“Liliana still sends Adisti a text message? Make what?” tanyakanya.
“Intimidation and threats, non-verbal harassment, malicious plans, etc.,” Mr. Armand takes a hard look at Mr. Hilman.
“It’s very impossible_It's very unlikely_!” exclaim Mr. Hilman.
Mr. Armand was fed up with continuing to maintain his manners with Mr. Hilman. He opened his briefcase. Throwing a print print sheet from a chat message sent by Mrs Hilman.
Mr. Hilman's hand trembled as he read the threat of rape against Adisti by his wife.
“Liliana... You are crazy!” his voice full of anger.
“This is the last chat from your wife, Mr..” Mr. Armand handed me the print sheet.
“Looks like your wife has a special relationship with Gunawan Tan, Commissioner of Buana Raya,” said Mr. Alwin, “I think, I think, You've heard the news circulating among businessmen and company officials about employees who are actually the company's driving motors but were fired unilaterally by the company's commissioners, right?”
Mr. Hilman nodded.
“The name of the fired employee and the name of the company that fired him are not mentioned,” said Mr. Hilman.
“He is the Great Aksara Gumilar, his brother Adisti, the Son of the Father and Mother Gumilar,” Mr. Alwin advances his body towards Mr. HIlman, then whispers, “Ask the wife of the Master, what makes a commissar knee-jerk meets the absurd desire of a famous businessman's wife, Anggoro Group.”
Mr. Hilman was silent for a long time. Unable to answer. It was very painful when faced with a betrayal committed by his wife, the woman he always spoiled.
“You were involved in extortion of the Adisti family? 150 Million rupiah for the unreasonable cancellation of your demands?” Hans scoffed at Mr. Hilman, Mr. Hilman nodded timidly looking at Hans.
“Should be the one who got the restitution for your son's betrayal, sir. But. turns out Hilman Anggoro family is too greedy with money to be able to make a report that twists the facts. Or at that time the Anggoro Family felt suddenly poor because of the cost of cancellation of building rent, catering, WO, decorations and flowers, etc?” Hans stared disdainfully at Mr. Hilman.
“That's all Liliana's wishes. I just follow him!”
“By sacrificing the good families whose economies are under you to sell all the assets they have? Amazing you guys, already look like bloodsucking vampires.”
“I didn't know they would be like that. I just follow Liliana's wishes. I don't even know what the Gumilar Family's money is for by Liliana.”
“You really don't know or pretend you don't know, sir? This is a transaction record from the account on behalf of Liliana Sukma, since from the date she received 150 million transfers from Mr. Gumilar until yesterday during the incident at the hospital,” Hans issued a file from his briefcase.
Mr. Hilman took it with trembling hands.
“There are cash attractions that are done abroad, Thailand, precisely in Pattaya. Also swipe the debit card in Phuket,” Hans looked at Mr Hilman closely, “You know your wife is on vacation for 2 days in Thailand, Mr?”
Mr. Hilman shook his head.
Hans clucked, “Ck.. What kind of husband are you, Mr Hilman?”
Hans checked his bag again to issue a list of passenger names from one of the overseas airlines, “ Guess who your wife is traveling with to Thailand?” Hans smiled obliquely, “Yupz. With Gunawan Tan.” Mr. Hilman's eyes are glazed.
“Oh yes, your wife transferred some money for the payment of the executor of the incident in the hospital. I'm sure it's just the initial payment, sir,” Hans tidied up the files scattered on the coffee table.
“Just return the money you took from the Gumilar Family, they will not sue you,” Hans said again.
“Pickups above 75 million must apply the day before,” said Mr. Hilman.
Hans looked at Mr. Alwin and then looked up together.
“Come on, we are both as priority customers. Becandamu kampungan once, Mr.,” said Mr. Alwin, “I as a friend just suggest it rather than your good name tarnished. Remember, the case of Agung as a fire officer is very viral among us, lest they sniff out the involvement of your wife behind her dismissal, playing with fire behind your back. It's a shame, Mr. Hilman. Dropping the dignity of a man as a husband, head of the household, his priest wife and children.”
Mr. Hilman was stuck.
“150 million too much for you? Don't confuse between halal and haram. The 150 million you take from the Gumilar Family is unlawful. Then you give it to your wife. See results? Your wife spends it on vain and haram things right?”
“I will discuss this with my son,” said Mr. Hilman.
“As for your wife, Mr. Hilman,” Mr. Alwin paused to look at Mr. Hilman, “Because this has already entered into a criminal act against my wife, our future son-in-law and besan as the target, we will not take the family path. We will continue to process it to the legal path.”
Mr. Hilman nodded, “Do what is necessary, Mr. Alwin. But I beg you, when making case reports or press releases, not to mention the existence of a third person in our marriage.”
Mr. Alwin nodded. “Pak Armand?”
Mr. Armand nodded, “That we can arrange, Sir. For press issues, later let me and Hans deal with it.”
Mr. Hilman nodded, “About the money the Gumilar Family will give back. I know that we wrongly sued the Gumilar Family. We demand things that are not due to their fault it is all due to the wishes of my wife.”
“I feel like I failed to be a husband, can't educate my wife and children well. Too worldly. Overindulging desire of wife and child,” there are tears in the corner of Mr. Hilman who lowered his face. He was devastated by the reality he had to face.
“Mr Hilman, pleasing wife and child including the sunnah taught by His Majesty Shalallahu Alayhiwassallam. But the fun and pampering of the wife and child should also be considered good and bad for himself and others,” said Mr. Alwin.
“It has been a long time that I did not get or hear tausiyah,” Mr. Hilman subdued his face, “Maybe that's why I feel barren inside.”
“Health is a science. Whoever your people’min who for 3 days his heart is not given food, namely religious knowledge, then surely his heart will be closed. This is not my word, Mr. Hilman, I got this sentence from the results of an overnight chat with Mr. Gumilar,” said Mr. Alwin, “The person whose heart is dead will reject all goodness.”
“Masyaa Allah, Mr. Alwin is very lucky to have a religious understanding. The person I used to look one eye turned out to be more noble than us who felt high-hearted,” Mr. Hilman looked at Mr. Alwin with a face of shame.
“I will hand over the Gumilar Family money directly this afternoon as well. I will pay a visit to his house,” said Mr. Hilman.
Mr. Alwin, Mr. Armand and Hans looked at each other.
“They're not at his house, sir. They've been in the hospital since yesterday,” Hans said.
“Pak Gumilar is sick? Yes Allah..”
“Not Mr. Gumilarya but Adisti. Yesterday afternoon he was attacked by Rita Gunaldi. The video went viral yesterday,” Hans said, he opened the file again on his tablet.
Mr. Hilman was flabbergasted to see the attack carried out by Rita Gunaldi against Adisti.
“About Rita Gunaldi, use DRV CCTV boutique area that we confiscated during the fitting room incident. From several recordings in several different rooms, there is an indication Rita Gunaldi has an online prostitution business,” said Mr. Hilman, “Just use the recording if you want to bring Rita. He is also a fan of young men who become his clients, not only Prasetyo who is lulled seduction.”
Mr. Alwin, Mr. Armand and Hans looked at each other. They then nodded.
Mr. Hilman walked towards his desk. Then contact the employee through the intercom.
“Man, bring the DRV CCTV The Ritz that we took to my room now.”
It was past 11 hours when Mr. Alwin and his entourage left Anggoro Putro. Mr. Hilman immediately called Prasetyo into his room. Staring at the chat message sent by his mother, Prasetyo sobbed. He really does not know at all the behavior of his mother who has been out of bounds. He feels like he has lost face to face Adisti and his family.
“Pa, regarding the relationship of Papa and Mama, Tiyo will not get in the way. If Papa feels he can still build Mama, just continue your marriage, but if Papa is not able to face Mama, Tiyo will not prevent Papa from separating from Mama, Mama,” Prasetyo stared at his teary-eyed Papa, “About Dimas, later let Tiyo explain slowly.”
Mr. Hilman nodded. He embraced his son. Both crying.
“Im sorry Tiyo, Pa. Sorry for all the shameful behavior of Tiyo,” Tiyo sobbed.
“Be a good example for your sister Dimas. He's your only brother,” Mr. Hilman stroked Prasetyo's back.
In the car to Sanjaya Group, Mr. Alwin remembered something. He patted her hard.
“Astaghfirullahal adziim,” Mr. Alwin said as he stared at Mr. Armand and Hans.
“What's up, Mister?” ask Mr. Armand.
“I forgot.. Last night I assigned Indra and Leon to look for evidence to destroy The Ritz!”
“Ya.. then?” Hans and Mr. Armand responded simultaneously.
“Rita Gunaldi, she's a predator of young men,” Mr. Alwin's voice sounded upset.
“Ya?”
“Indra, like my son. Leon, my man” Mr. Alwin's voice sounded panicked, “Hans! Quickly contact them!”
“You keep this a secret from Layla and my wife also her mom Indra yes,” Mr. Alwin stares at them with a panicked and heartbreaking look.