CEO That's My Foe

CEO That's My Foe
Chapter 11 - Radit's Anger



College life has begun to go on. Students have started entering the new semester. The ospek event has been completed in every faculty as well as in every department. New students can breathe a sigh of relief because they can enjoy the campus world without any pressure from their seniors.


Completed sarasehan 2 days ago, Bram cs back busy with senate activities. And as usual now they are hanging out in their base camp which is none other than the senate room.


    “Nuras, Gita...kok from yesterday I did not care about Naya anyway? Usually you three are difficult to be separated.” Andra broke the silence of the room.


Nuras turned to Andra. “Ngot know tuh child, from yesterday I telephone to the same HP to his home not lifted-up.”


    “Lho did you guys not meet in class?” well if this one sounds Hendra.


    “From yesterday Naya did not enter.”


    “She married times.” All the occupants of the room looked towards Bram.


    “It may not be Bram, if he really is married time does not say to us.” This time the Gita spoke.


    “Emang she really wants to marry?!” Bram looked surprised and curious.


    “Ya is not Bram....Does he have not had the time to marry?! Who is she married to?! Same cat?” everyone laughs at Gita's words.


    “Lah earlier you said if he wanted to marry he must be our info-info. That's a sign that he has a plan in that direction. Isn't she the same as Radit?!”


    “Sotoi lo...gw joking kali, anyways it was you first who made Naya gossip want to marry. Trus if Naya is the same as Radit, it is not possible. Although, too, darling. Though they fit perfectly.”


Again engrossed in gossiping about Naya, suddenly the senta room door opened violently until the door leaves a loud sound due to hit the wall.


    “Eh Radit, I guess who. What is it worth to dit?”


without saying Nuras' greeting, Radit continued to walk toward Bram. Without a word coming out of his mouth, Radit hit Bram in the face with a fairly loud punch. Lips Bram


draw fresh blood. Everyone in the room screamed in shock. People passing in front of the senate hall stopped to pay attention to the incident. Treated like that Bram felt


emotionally, she hit Radit back and hit Radit's nose. Like Bram, now blood is flowing out of Radit's nose.


    “Hey you guys are anything?” Andra tries to pull Bram away from Radit. “Hen hold the Radit!” Andra and Hendra tried hard to break up the fight. “You guys are already on crazy huh?!!”


    “He's crazy.” Bram pointed at Radit with his chin, as both of his hands were being held back by Andra.


    “Dateng-dateng main tonjok. Why am I doing it?!” still with burning emotions Bram tried to defend himself.


    “Emang I'm crazy!! But you're not sane anymore.”


    “What do you mean?!”


    “Yesterday what sarasehan time did you sell to Diya ?!”


    “Naya mean lo?”


    “IYA..there are how many Diya here?!”


    “Eh sori yes..gw do not know ama whose name is Diya, which I know is Naya.”


    “That same person B*****K” Radit's emotions are getting ignited. Hendra begins to overstretch Radit.


    “Udah Bram don't make people add emotion again.” This time Hendra tried to mediate.


    “Can you say nothing?! Yesterday you made Naya work rode, and worse yet you didn't give her time to eat. He doesn't eat a day. Do you have any heart, huh?!”


    “Lho is his problem, he is already big why he did not find his own food?” with a sly smile Bram looked at Radit. Bram's emotions had started to diminish, he had already started to calm down.


    “How can he find a meal if you don't give him time to rest?!”


    “Well that's her pain.”


    “What you say?!” Radit was still struggling because his body was held by Hendra. He's trying to get close to Bram .


    “Lo-fear now he's lying in the hospital. He has severe mag and vertigo. If he's late to eat a little or he's sapped stress he can pass out.”


Bram was glued to his place. The news that just said Radit really made Bram shocked. Not yet recovered from his shock, Radit suddenly hit his stomach with a punch. Hendra was already unable to hold Radit, his emotions were out of control, his strength became stronger. Feeling cornered, Bram finally returned Radit's punches, and as a result the senate room fell apart because of the actions of the two of them. No one could break them up, all just watching and shouting every single one of them was hit.


    “STOP!!!” in the midst of the rowdy situation, there was a loud scream.


Naya was already standing in the middle of the crowd of spectators. He was still in his hospital pajamas, his face looked deathly pale, on his wrist was still attached an infusion hose. Next to Naya stood a shoulder-length black haired girl holding an infusion connected to Naya's hand. The fight stopped, Naya walked over to the two men. He looked at Bram and Radit


alternating.


    “You two are really outrageous.” Naya's voice sounded tired.


    “Bram, you are the head of the senate. Where can the senate chief behave like a gini. And Radit, I would have told you that what happened was not easy to hit people even though the person was wrong. You guys


really like a little kid, you know?!”


    “But die..” “Nay...” Radit and Bram together want to defend themselves.


    “Quite I don't want to hear anything else. Make me both equally wrong.” Naya felt her head start to feel dizzy. In just a few seconds his body collapsed and his consciousness disappeared. Naya collapsed.


The situation that had started to calm down again became rowdy. Everyone called Naya's name.


    “Lifting we take to hospital.” That girl with the hair tried


neutralize atmosphere.


    “Tadi Diya escaped from the hospital as soon as Radit wanted to come here.”


    “Sial.” Maki Radit's. Radit immediately carried Naya to his car followed by the girl.


Nuras, Gita, Andra and Hendra who had just been a spectator began to rush after Radit. The senate room began to quiet one by one the people who had been watching mulain rhyme from there. Only Bram remained


still standing with bruises all over his body. But surely the bruises on his body were nothing more painful than the wounds on his heart.