CEO Rescue Me!
CHAPTER 59 – RELATIVES ADISTI
“Ngak ah. Even though you are happy we can walk together, happy to hear Disti's chatter, happy to be near Disti, but you do not want to turn around to extend the distance to the house,” Bramasta lowered the speed of his car and turned to look at Adisti who was looking at him with his brown eyes.
“Why?” ask Adisti.
“Because I'm afraid of being scared again if we're both. Disti is too adorable. Can not be lowered a little adorable level Disti?”
Adisti was flabbergasted and embarrassed. Fizzy cheeks.
“Can't, Bang. Uda factory settings so...” murmured Adisti but still heard by Bramasta.
Bramasta.
“Tuh right, just talked to be dropped even more soaring the level of anxiety. 2 more days, Brother can be free unyel-unyel Disti ya.”
“Unyel-unyel how the hell?”
“Ng... How yes. Brother also does not know,” Bramasta looked at the streets again.
“Well how the hell?” Adisti looked at the window beside him.
“It seems that it cannot be described using sentences deh. Direct practice time yes?” Bramasta.
Both of them realized and then turned together, “Eh?!”
Both of them were silent with reddened faces.
Bramasta cleared his throat to get rid of the sudden hoarseness, “Ehem..Disti happy with Brother?”
Adisti nodded and smiled, “Iya. Happy.”
“Alhamdulillah ..” Bramasta turned his wheel to enter the housing complex.
Father and Mother were already waiting for them, some distant relatives had already arrived. In front of the house, a large white tent was already attached with some purple and dark green fabric as the accent.
As Bramasta got out of the car, people who were inside the house scattered out. They want to see the phenomenal Bramasta. Bramasta smiled at everyone. Then stepped into the side door, opening the door for Adisti, helping Adisti to get out of the car while protecting Adisti's head from being bumped. The small attention of Bramasta made the relatives and neighbors who watched become boisterous bapernya.
“Duh, Bang.ok so like this welcome. Disti so embarrassed.” whispered Adisti when out of the car.
“Carely stepping it.”
Adisti and Bramasta crucified Mother and Father as well as relatives and neighbors who gathered at Adisti's house.
“Ma’af yes Father and Mother can not pick up in the hospital,” Mother said to Bramasta and Adisti.
“Nothing Bun, there will be Brother and Brother. Also Disti is big,” said Adisti.
“Iya Mother's daughter has grown up. 2 more days have been edited by people's children. So another part of the family,” said Mommy while hugging Adisti.
“Edit Brother, Bun..” protest Bramasta.
“Iya redacted Nak Bramasta son of Father and Mother Alwin Sanjaya,” errat Bunda while laughing.
“Ih Brother whatan anyway.” serge Adisti.
Bramasta laughed in response to Adisti's words.
“We have lunch early because we want Jum’atan. Later we pray Jum’at with Nak Bram,” said Father.
Bramasta glanced at his watch then nodded.
Entering the house, the interior of the house changes completely. Tables and chairs were removed somewhere. Large buffet cabinets that serve as partitions of space have been marginalized attached to the wall. The floor is covered by a thick carpet. Only the dining table and chair were still in place.
The women are preparing lunch. Relatives gathered in the middle room. Bramasta was there, sitting on the carpet with Adisti's relatives. Be friendly and know each other. Indeed Bramasta could not remember all the names of Adisti's relatives, he only remembered the names of relatives who he thought were easy to remember and had close ties with the Gumilar family.
They asked Bramasta a lot about his life, his business, and his family. Common questions by most people who are usually so curious about the lives of the famous. Bramasta is feeling bad. Several times he was humbled by saying his mediocre personal life was nothing as special as the lives of people in general to avoid further questions that were increasingly curious about his personal life. Adisti who was watching from a distance immediately told Father to help Bramasta who did not like to be asked about personal matters. The understanding father rushed over to Bramasta, sat down next to her and patted her on the shoulder.
“There's something I want to talk to Nak Bram about. We go to the Gazebo, yes,” Dad said. Bramasta nodded and felt relieved.
They both arrived at the gazebo. There was no one in the gazebo. There were very few people who were in the side courtyard especially near the fish pond.
“What's Well?” ask Bramasta.
Dad chuckles, “Nothing.”
“Loh, Dad says there's something to talk about with Bram?”
“Adisti saw Nak Bram uncomfortable being asked questions by relatives. So Adisti asked Dad to evacuate Nak Bram.”
Bramasta. Then embrace Dad, “Thank you so much, Dad.”
Dad flicked his hand, “It’s OK.”
“Pardon the attitude of relatives who are too curious yes, Nak Bram. All they know is that Nak Bram is a celebrity and comes from among the well-known entrepreneurs. So in their view the life of Nak Bram was amazingly interesting. The lives of the sultans attracted their interest.”
Bramasta nodded, “Bram understood, Father.”
Dad looked at Bramasta intently, “Nak Bram, if there are relatives who approached Nak Bramasta with the intention of wanting to pull off business, name-dossing or looking for work in the company of Nak Bram or Sanjaya Group, please just ignore it. Do not respond to and do not be met if it does not meet the standards and needs of the company. Do not expect Adisti to be the wife of Nak Bram then other relatives can casually ask for work or cooperation let alone a capital loan for them.”
“Thank you Dad for reminding me of this. Insyaa Allah, B Group and Sanjaya Group will remain professional. There is no nepotism especially if the candidate does not have the skills standardized by the company.”
“Alhamdulillah.”
“Kerabat Adisti a lot ya.”
“This has not come all. The plan is tomorrow they all come. But I'm surprised, how much is this? The feeling of Father and Mother does not invite relatives this much. And some of their faces are not familiar to Father and Mother.”
Bramasta. Take a quick look at Dad.
“Kok can Yah?”
“It looks like someone who is not our relatives but insistent on wanting to come here. Maybe because of the viralness of your story in cyberspace and TV.”
“Bram so worried about Adisti security, Yah.”
“Insyaa Allah Adisti safe, Nak Bram. Thank you for worrying about your son.”
“According to Bram, I'd better talk again with the main relatives. After all, The Cliff is also not too broad to accommodate many people, right? Considering the edge of The Cliff is the abyss.”
Dad nodded in understanding, “Later to talk to Mommy yes Nak Bram. Dad find Mommy first.”
“Daddy, please make sure Adisti is always accompanied by relatives who can be trusted only.”
“Iya. I'll make sure of that. Bram's son be here first. Dad looking for Mommy first yes.”
Bramasta. He sat leaning against the gazebo wall while slipping his legs. Picking up his gawai while sending a chat message with Indra recounting his conversation with Dad.
A sweet-faced yellow woman with red lipstick was barking and wearing a pink knee-length skirt said hello to Bramasta.
“Assalamu’alaikum,” sapanya.
“Wa’alaikumussalam,” Bramasta replied with a smile greeting Adisti's relatives.
“Only here?” ask him while smiling while releasing his sandal hooks about to enter the gazebo, “I cementin ya.”
Bramasta frowned. Feeling bored with the behavior of the woman in front of him.
“Not necessary. I'm waiting for Daddy and Mommy here because there's something to talk about.”
“While waiting for them to come, can my dong accompany so that Bramasta does not get tired of waiting.”
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