My Bride, Amazing
Bab134s. The Destruction of Fauzan
"Pay our salary!"
"We have done our duty as an employee. But you didn't fulfill our rights!"
"If you can't, just close the company! You've racked our energy and brains to serve!"
Shouts for the sake of the shouts of the employees were simple to each other. Salary and some allowances have been three months unpaid. They demand that they be paid immediately and after that they can immediately resign from the company.
They also sealed the entrance so that there was no activity at all in the company. Some of the hordes there are recording it live which immediately became trending everywhere.
Fauzan was already sweating coldly. His eyes surrounded looking at the explosive emotions of his hundreds of employees. Slowly he pulled back his car. But unfortunately, behind him there was already a line of people carrying a punching device in his hand.
"Where are you going, huh?!" a young man shouted at the rear glass of Fauzan, followed by another.
"What is your responsibility as a leader? It's just our energy and brains, you think we're horses!" the other squeals hit Fauzan's window.
Fauzan curled up his ears. His whole body was trembling in fear. Instantly, everyone flocked around Fauzan's car. They pointed, cursing and shouting at Fauzan brutally.
Fauzan no longer knew what to do. If he dares to get out of the car, he will run out. The anger of the employees is stinging. His patience is over.
Shortly thereafter, many television stations came to the scene. They aired a live broadcast of how hundreds of company employees went berserk.
"We also need to eat, Lord Isvara! We have a family that depends on our salary!" a middle-aged man shouted, throwing a stone right through Fauzan's windshield.
"Aarr!" fauzan's cry touched his bloody forehead.
"At least give us our base salary!" another who also threw stones led to Fauzan.
Fauzan doesn't know what to do. Because now, he had nothing he could make as collateral. Taxes, credit card bills and debts are already mounting. This time he was completely smashed into pieces.
The news had already spread throughout the city very quickly. Jane who was in a mall saw the live broadcast. His eyes widened to see the condition of Fauzan who was full of wounds.
His body suddenly stiffened. Hurry her home to the apartment and clean up all her belongings. He did not accept the destruction of Fauzan.
"Damn it! Just also fancied a good life eh even out of business!" his gerutu stuffed all his personal belongings into the suitcase. Jane also carries valuables that she can make money with.
"I must leave immediately before the old man comes home! Who wants to be the same kere!" he said he cynically walked out of the apartment unit given by Fauzan.
Meanwhile, Khansa and Leon were sitting quietly in a roof-covered car a few meters from Fauzan's car. Their gazes were very sharp, especially Khansa's eyes.
There was a little bit of pity on the man. But the pain was also still lingering in his mind. That even up to his entire life, he would never be able to forget.
"Will he die?" khansa asked with a straight forward look, seeing how brutally the people attacked Fauzan.
Leon turned his head, he could see the flash of anger from Khansa's beautiful bead that turned giddy. His hand reached for Khansa's flick fingers, "Of course. If we let him die."
"In that case, how can he not die first?" Now Khansa turned her head, asking her husband's opinion.
"As your wish, Baby!" Leon grabbed his phone making a call.
His body was slammed into the body of the car, then beaten with a violent beat. His face was shapeless, bruises and blood filled him.
Before long, the sound of sirens deafened the people there. A burst of tear gas dispersed the crowd. Especially the members of the media who ran in panic to save their cameras.
Fauzan was weakly drooping on the ground. He was helpless. The police immediately secured him from the mob. He also brought representatives from employees to be questioned.
"Berez! At the very least, he survived death for now," Leon said opening his palm. Khansa nodded, patting Leon's hand.
Some employees still live there. They sat down on the ground. Lamenting the fate they currently have to accept. Rodi work, plus have to find a new job. Which, of course, is not an easy thing.
"But pity those employees as well. Three months of work, imagine if they are the backbone of the family," said Khansa who actually thought about the fate of the employees.
"It seems like it's time for Sebastian Group to spread its wings in this city. How's Mrs Sebastian? Are you allowing it?" leon asked leaning back, still staring at Khansa.
"I don't know about business, Leon," Khansa said softly.
Leon clenched his hand, "Stay saying yes or no. Leave everything to your husband" said Leon Jumawa patting his chest.
"I forgot that my husband is a great president" Khansa praised proudly.
"Newly aware, huh? But the whole administration on behalf of Mrs Sebastian is safer. I'm behind the scenes. Well if you agree, that means you saved hundreds of employees here. You saved this company too. You're great, honey."
Leon kissed Khansa on the forehead and then both of his cheeks were fatigued. Khansa laughed at the husband's words. The two then left the location after the police managed to bring Fauzan along with some representatives of the demo.
"Huhh because of Fauzan, we're late for lunch," muttered Leon circulating a glance to find the location of lunch.
Khansa was still pensive, she did not know if her move was right or not. After this, they have a lot to do.
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At a suburban hospital, Jihan is busy pacing back and forth in front of the ICU room. The money from the sale of the house, gold and jewelry his mother will use to support them. No matter in the future, the most important thing right now was that they could survive.
Jihan moved away from the city so that it could not be found by anyone. And she will live quietly with her mother. Although in the suburbs, lucky Maharani can still be handled well. The medical equipment in the hospital was also quite adequate.
"Miss Jihan!" call a doctor who has just finished dealing with Maharani.
The girl rushed closer. She was afraid something might happen to her mother. Because only his mother has what he has right now. "How, Doc?"
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