NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#60
The sound of high heel shoes from Castella sounded like he was about to break the floor tiles where he walked. One by one the rooms where he stopped were checked. None of the occupants of the room he met. He shook his head in annoyance and raised his steps again.
In the last room, he stopped again. The door seems to be open. He held her with his feet. He looked inside. Like any other room, there are no inhabitants. That's Rianti's room. Rianti from last night did not come home. He lied to her. Last night he came out on grounds for overtime at the office completing some office tasks. But there is no trace that last night there was activity in that place. He believes the door to the room has been open since yesterday.
Castella returned to her head. It was ten in the morning but the atmosphere inside the office was like a cemetery. The Jeri and Mohan he assigned had to come as early as possible, nowhere in place. This time he was really angry. The trash can in front of him in his tent so that the contents scattered everywhere.
"Fuck everyone!" angry gerrick. After that he stepped towards his study and slammed the door hard.
"Dogs all. Fuckers." Castella slammed the phone in her hand after several times she tried to contact Rianti, Jeri and Mohan in turn but none of them picked up. This time he felt disdained.
"Tok, tok, tok,"
there was a knock on the door from behind.
"Lake in!" shouted Castella loudly. Slowly the door opened. Jeri's face was seen behind the door. His clothes were tangled and his face was like a person who had just woken up from his sleep. Castella's anger that has not subsided increased. His eyes glared sharply. Without speaking, he immediately approached Jeri and directly slapped Jeri in the face hard.
"Nonsolent!, you all really don't know what's lucky. Just to wake up in the morning, you ignored my orders. Where have you been, huh!" Again a loud slap landed on Jeri's face. Jeri grimaced in pain. He was visibly emotional when Castella slapped him a second time, but he soon remembered that his life still depended on Castella.
"Sorry, Mom. Non Rianti invited me and Mohan to stay up at the casino. I had reminded him that I had to go to the office early in the morning, but non Ranti insisted. I dare not refuse, Mom," Jeri said as she held her face.
"Now, where is he. Why doesn't she come with you" Castella shouted.
"Non Rianti is still behind, Mom, with Mohan,"
"Well!" shouts Castella. He turned his body and stepped towards his desk. Before sitting down, he spilled his anger by pounding the table several times.
"What would this company look like if you kept going like this. You have embarrassed me in front of my enemies."
"Morning, Ma." Rianti appeared behind Jeri. Jeri immediately put away her body and gave way to Rianti. Jeri pulled Mohan's hand until he stood on equal footing with her.
"Your dog, Rianti. You've been playing with Mama." Castella approaches and her violent slap lands on Rianti's face. The unexpected Rianti would get a slap of surprise and grimace in pain. His angry look was fixed to Castella's face.
"What! you want to slap Mama?, come on, slap mama," said Castella. He moved his face closer as his hand pointed one of Rianti's hands towards his face. Rianti pulled his hand hard.
"Mama, what the hell. Rianti came out fine even in a slap," said Rianti annoyed.
"What time is it. Did you forget that today we're going to have a guest." Castella's gaze did not turn.Stay sharply staring at Rianti. Rianti turned his head around.
"Can't come yet, Ma," the bell is no less fierce.
"Where do you know they haven't come yet. None of you are active. Who knows if they came and went home this morning when they found no one here. You really can't be trusted."
Castella. He turned his body and sat back down.
"If it's like this, you're forced to sell the company" Castella said. He leaned his body. Hearing that, Rianti approached.
"Mama, what the hell. If Mama sells the company, we'll be vagabonds" Rianti said.
"Whatever. If this is the case, we cannot run the company. You're not trying to help me take care of the company, you really want to live a life" Castella said, turning her face to the side.
Rianti sighed and put his tote bag on the table. Seeing Castella's annoyed face, he started to worry. She knew her mother never messed with her words. Kill his son even if he does.
"Good, Ma, ok. Rianti apologized. Rianti admitted wrong." Rianti held Castella's palm and kissed her. The face of Castella who was still turning behind him slowly faced her face. He tried to make Castella smile.
The sound of tone hp rang to disturb their silence. Rianti let out a long breath. He again grabbed the bag on the table, opened it and pulled the phone out of it.
"Yes, Sir. Good Morning" replied Rianti. He smiles.
"Sorry, Sir. There was a bit of business so my number could not be reached. Now me and the staff are in the office, sir," Rianti said. He was again serious about hearing the conversation of the person across.
"Good, Sir.Thank you. We are waiting for you."
Rianti stepped closer to Castella and hugged her.
"Already, Ma. Forgive Rianti. Mr. Efendi is coming soon. Don't let him see your mama's pouting face like this. Mama remembers, right? Mama will make Mr. Efendi fall in love and he will willingly help our company. Rianti holds Castella's body and helps her stand up.
"Rianti promised not to repeat it again," Rianti said smilingly. He kissed Castella's cheek and then hugged her.
"Jeri, and you, Mohan, prepare everything in the meeting room. Mumpung sir Efendi is still on his way," said Rianti. Jeri and Mohan nodded and immediately exited the room.
Castella. He held Rianti's hand.
"Now, contact Mr. Pratama to come to the office immediately. Tell him to stop by first to buy Mama HP. Mama's HP was broken," Castella directed her gaze towards the broken HP near the door. Rianti smiled.
"Ready, boss," said Castella. He also immediately left the room.
* * *
The chairs in the meeting room were made circular with a long table in the middle. Castella who sat on the flank of Pratama and Rianti seemed cool moving her swivel chair to and fro. One meter in front of him, Mr. Efendi and two of his guards were busy checking some of the maps that had been handed over to him by Jeri. In addition to the two seats occupied by Jeri and Mohan flanking the two bodyguards of Efendi, the rest, the chairs in the room look empty.
"Bagimana, Mr. Efendi. Interested in working with us?" castella. He seems impatient to wait for Efendi sir to check the contents of the map in front of him. Mr. Efendi sighed and opened his glasses. He looked towards Castella.
"The sales graph of the mother-owned Porang company seems to have slumped sharply. We need to know some of the causes so that we can learn more about it" Efendi said. Castella smiles.
"One of them may be the change of several directors. We had to make the change because it hurt the company. But I can assure you, the situation will soon be better when the company can join us," said Castella assured. Mr. Pratama just kept quiet. In accordance with Mr. Sahril's direction, he tried to pretend to agree with whatever Castella said.