Buttered

Chapter 203

Sarah and Tristan were still sleeping hugging when their apartment doorbell kept ringing. Continuous even without pause. Tristan who was disturbed then released his embrace from Sarah.

Sarah was still sound asleep, it seemed like she was already very exhausted from Tristan's disorder until one night. Even now Sarah has not worn her clothes properly because she was very sleepy and exhausted last night.

Tristan got out of bed and put on his pajama top. He rushed towards the door.

"Take a look if it doesn't matter!" tristan said irritatedly as he walked quickly towards the door of his apartment.

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"Gawattttt boss!"

The creator of the act was Richard. As soon as Tristan opened the door, Tristan immediately saw Richard's strange face by saying something serious was going on.

"What?" tristan asked while shuffling his hair.

"Boss, all investors withdraw their investments. Boss' phone must be dead, right? Many shareholders who contacted me complained that the boss did not activate the phone even though they were in a fuss, they also wanted to withdraw their shares. Well, how's this boss? the office was so messed up, the employees had even heard rumors the company was about to close. They're on strike boss. They're afraid of not being paid!" obviously Richard while showing a strange facial expression in front of Tristan.

Tristan was surprised, not playing.

"How come? until yesterday afternoon the company was still fine, what exactly happened?" tristan asked confused.

"Ih. boss. I already told you. The investors withdrew their investment, only Pramudya and Pak Nirwan remained. What am I supposed to do? I'm going to the office afraid of getting battered in the face of the shareholders. I just ran away here!" said Richard.

Tristan was silent for a moment, then after thinking a few seconds later he said to Richard.

"You wait here, I take a shower and get changed!" said Tristan who closed the door again because from earlier they were talking at the door.

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"Oh emji.. I wasn't told to go in? the cruelty!" richard's grumble that looked at the door in front of him pensively.

Tristan went straight back into her room and then took a bath and changed clothes without waking Sarah. He did all that quickly. Because he felt something was wrong that was going on with his company.

Tristan left behind only a letter addressed to his wife, saying he had a job so go first. Tristan asks Sarah not to go to the office today and just go to her father's house to accompany Arumi who must be bored because she is not going anywhere, because her legs are sprained and have not healed.

After leaving such a message for his wife, Tristan opened the door of his apartment and saw Richard crouching on the doorstep.

"Come on!" tristan.

"Where's boss?" ask Richard.

"Meeting Mr. Pram and Nirwan. I wonder what exactly is going on!" tristan answered Richard's question.

"Aren't you going to Arya Hutama's house, boss?" ask Richard again.

"This is my company Richard, I can't ask you a little help, if I can finish it, I'll finish it myself...!"

"If you can't be boss?" richard interrupted the very diplomatic words of Tristan.

"Ck. nagging. Come fast!" tristan to Richard.

Tristan and Richard eventually went to meet the two surviving investors. Tristan suspects that there are people or people playing pretty behind him. Took all his investors and wanted to destroy PT Arya Hutama. But who was that person, frankly Tristan could not guess, if not a very powerful person, must be a person who has a lot of money. He thought there was no way it was Chandra Wijaya, because even though he had power. He has less money.

For half an hour Tristan kept thinking who it was. Until Richard said.

"Yet, and I have no intention of doing that!" said Tristan who was already convinced many would contact him. He needs to calm down and think so he doesn't activate her.

As for Richard, he had from earlier kept getting phone calls and lots of incoming messages.

Upon their arrival at Pramudya's residence. Tristan and Richard were greeted warmly by the middle-aged man.

"Good morning Mr. Pram, sorry because this morning you have come to Mr. Pram's house" Tristan said.

Pramudya smiled. She was glad Tristan could already tell the difference between talking to her parents and people her age. He used to talk to Pramudya as good as his heart. But after Tristan came home from Paris, he really had changed.

"Please sit down for Tristan, Richard. I get it, I fucked him too. The company's in a tug of war, right?" ask Pramudya.

The three sat in the living room.

"Right Mr. Pram, if I may know who did all this?" ask Tristan who thinks that person must have come also to Pramudya sir.

The middle-aged man nodded a few times.

"This is all about a young businessman named Jerry Alando!"

"Jerry Sando!" richard was surprised.

Tristan turned to Richard. Shouldn't he be the one using that dialogue.

"You know him?" ask Pramudya sir.

Tristan and Richard both nodded. The difference is Tristan nodded with more charisma while Richard nodded like a Kindergarten boy who wanted to be given candy.

"Who is he?" ask Pramudya again.

"Former employee..!"

"Former girlfriend Miss Sarah!" richard's words made Tristan stop.

"Ex-employees in the company!" tristan glared at Richard.

"Oh boss, she's indeed Miss Sarah's ex-lover!"

"Silence Richard!"

Richard closed his mouth.

"Oh, so so. I understand now the problem. But my advice to you, son of Tristan, treasure is very important. But family is more important. Whatever your decision for the company will be, I will always support you. I'm nothing if it's not because Mr. Arya Hutama invited me to work together first. Same with Nirwan, it's just that now he's being treated abroad. But he told me he will always support Arya Hutama and you, Tristan!" said Pramudya sir with a smile.

Tristan is so happy, it turns out there are still people who remember the good services of his father and mother. Until they are threatened with bankruptcy, they do not want to leave the company.

"Pak Pramudya trusts me right? then I will do my best for the company!" tristan said so convincingly.

Pramudya nodded, he believed in Tristan. Because the son of Arya Hutama must be exactly the same as Arya Hutama, because the fruit will not fall far from the tree, right?

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