CEO THUGS

Package From Brother

The day has changed. The sound of small footsteps could be heard slowly entering the VVIP room. The door of one of the rooms shifted slowly, then, after being able to insert her body, Celine closed the door again almost without a sound. He had just finished work, instead of going home and resting, Celine went to the hospital and stayed there with Ken.

RSPH VVIP room like a hotel. There are two beds for the patient and the waiter. Small sofas and parabolic televisions are seen decorating the room is quite spacious with minimalist furniture shades of white and brown. A low-temperature air conditioner, and golden curtains, greeted Celine as she opened a sliding door located a few meters from across the patient's medical bed.

The fragrant aroma mixed with disinfectant wafted at all times. Regular sounds from the air conditioner and heart rate monitor were heard in unison. Celine slid down slowly on one of the beds next to Ken, then immediately closed. The body is very tired, today the work is quite heavy and confiscate energy.

*

"Thank God, things have improved. You can go home today, sir," said a specialist who has just had a patient visit. The doctor looked quite old with incomplete hair. Several other young doctors lined up neatly on his right and left side holding pen and notebook to write down what the senior doctor said.

"Thank you, doc."

Celine, who had woken up after a few hours of sleep, was now in the chair next to Ken's bed. It has been about 5 days since Ken was admitted to the RSPH, with a day-long pause overnight undergoing emergency surgery. Celine was overjoyed to hear that her husband could be home soon.

"Okay, then, we say goodbye first. Hopefully soon to recover," said the doctor with a smile. A second later, the team of doctors resigned to check on the condition of other patients at the VVIP complex today. Ken and Celine nodded and thanked them. A nurse then came to give the last infusion of the day as well as a morning meal. After the infusion is finished, the new patient can pack home.

"We go straight away, yes, after this," Ken asked. Celine assented while occasionally yawning, she still endured the drowsiness.

At exactly 10 a.m., Ken and Celine were already out of the RSPH and headed to their apartment. Celine is on leave today. He can accompany Ken all day.

"Lin, I have to go to work later in the day. Sorry yeah. You're home alone, so be it,"

"Direct work, anyway? What's tomorrow?" persuade Celine. Ken shakes.

"Your appointment is Mr. Dharmawan, not good I admit," Ken told a lie. In fact, he was about to go to his brother to check the packages for inmates who just came there.

Celine looked scowled but tried to understand. Ken has barely been to work for a week, of course his boss will be cranky.

"But, promise me, aren't you tired?"

"Yes, honey.... " Ken assented while tempting his wife with a call of affection. Instead of being angry, it was wrong. Ken smiled nosily and determined to always call him affectionately like the song of the favorite dangdut singer Pak Dharmawan.

*

"Front turn left sir, later down in the Royal Building loh,"

Ken navigates the cab driver who is driving in front of him. The taxi's turnlight flickered to the left. The taxi driver then drove his vehicle according to Ken's direction. They finally reached their destination a few minutes later.

"Thank you, sir," said Ken after paying the taxi argo in cash. The taxi was out of sight and looking for new passengers to transfer to the destination just like the passengers just now.

Ken stepped onto the top floor after reporting that he was a guest who had made a pact with Hilda Tang. A security man drove him to the elevator and pushed the top button connected to the brawl and infinity pool, similar to Celine's building. The architecture of such buildings is indeed in trend, so many buildings are similar, although of course the interior design of each building is different, depending on the taste of the owner.

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"Mom, there's a guest,"

"Yes, come in,"

Security allowed Ken to enter the room. Coincidentally, Romy and his partner were out of place, so the security drove Ken straight to the CEO's room just a few feet from the elevator.

"Dad!"

Hilda, who had been busy checking documents, finally stopped her work. He approached his sister and checked her condition after returning from the hospital.

"Wouldn't anyone get sick?" ask Hilda worried.

"Udah amaaaan," jolly Ken.

"Trus, where's the package?"

"Oh, righthand... Come on!"

Hilda pulled Ken's hand towards the small bookshelf beside her desk. There was a red button located inside the shelf, covered in several books. Hilda pressed the button, and another, fairly large bookshelf, shifted to the right and presented an iron door with a twisted knob. Hilda threaded the knob with the combination code, a second later, the iron door opened.

"Come on, deck. "let's take Hilda, Ken follow from behind.

A damp and unpleasant smell greeted their sense of smell when entering the dark hallway behind the door.Their footsteps could be heard echoing so much that there was no sound. The dark passageway suddenly emitted light when people passed through, the sensor light apparently. This time, damp and cold concrete walls were seen stretching from the initial hallway to their final destination.

There were only a few cells there, all without lights, as the name implies Dark Cell-Dark Cells. There was the sound of heavy iron chains. There was one prisoner that Hilda was sentenced to death there. Of course the face of the man did not look so dark. From behind the iron bars, there was only the sound of regular breathing and also the air conditioner at very low temperatures. Prisoner Hilda trembled with coldness at all times, her teeth seemed to flail with time.

Ken approached the sound source, the sensor lights from outside the cell lit up. The prisoner raised his face. His body was round and large, sitting on the cold floor of the prison. His bloody temples were tortured. His black and short hair looked disheveled unkempt. Ken knows that guy. As he drew closer to him, the prisoner said.

"Sister Ken." he hissed.

"Di... Dito?'

Ken gasped at the package from his brother. Hilda stood not far from her sister while shaking her waist and snorting in annoyance.

"That's the deck, the boy who stabbed you a few months ago" he said.

Ken couldn't believe the guy he knew. How could he do that to her?

The prisoner was bowed without resisting. He grimaced in pain.

"You familiar?" Hilda's question is that Ken calls the prisoner Dito.

Ken nods and tells him that Dito is a child he helped when he was bullied by some of his classmates' high school children. Why did Dito stab Ken who was protecting him? In fact, Ken already considers Dito like his sister.

"Dito... Why are you like that?"

"You're not being pretentious," Dito did not answer. He chose to be quiet instead of talking to Ken. As if, Ken is a long-sought enemy.

Who is Dito?

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