Pasung Tuan Muda's

6. Most Shameful Events

From the doorway, the sound of the car sounded very crowded. A crowd of officials from the company who had attended the courtyard of the house. An event to welcome the success of the company on a new project with tremendous investment from entrepreneurs.

No kidding, the guests are not only from Indonesian domicile. But, coming from abroad. A sense of pride for employees who have worked very optimally to produce extraordinary results. Accompanied by—Siska—my secretary at the office, we welcome the guests who were in attendance that night.

"Good night, Boss ...?" say someone who is a partner of another company.

He hugged me for a few seconds to express his joy.

"Eh, there's been a special guest. Please come in," I responded by circulating a smile.

One by one guests attend the event. I who was at the door, stepped in with Siska to go to a new car that is environmentally friendly results of cooperation with overseas companies. Investors surrounded the car with applause.

"Well, Boss Revan is great."

"Yes, it turns out that the company he led has been growing rapidly."

"Not only that, his company has also won several awards and nominations for the best brand marketing category."

"I want to join his company."

"Ah, just your dream. Where would he accept employees who work mediocre like us."

Such was the reaction of the invited guests who came from outside the company. Always squealing with words of praise, one night full of flattery sentences. In a house that is almost the size of the palace, an environmentally friendly car launching event will be held.

With the microphone, I said. "Assalam' mualaimu .. and good night to the invited guests" I said.

"Waalaikum' sallam ...," the response of the guests.

"Without wasting much more time here, I as the leader and CEO of the company will officially launch the latest environmentally friendly car." I tapped the microphone three times and cut the red ribbon.

When the room became very fierce, it was struck like a noise after a few minutes and then ransomed and silent. I also came down from the top of the podium deliberately to open the inauguration of the latest car products. These footsteps rushed down and met the other colleagues, when they were crowded into the drink.

On the sofa there is already a company investor who is famous for an extraordinary project, I also pointed it out and stood in front of the three friends since childhood.

"Good night ..," I said as I spread my words.

"Ah, lu, Van. It's lebai, by the way. It's a success now" said Radit, the son of a conglomerate with above-average wealth.

He shifted his seat and I immediately sat on the rest of the sofa chair that was still available. With my right hand, I picked up a glass of red.

"Van! I heard ... said your wife is sick again, huh?" tanyakanya.

I nodded twice too. "Yes, Bro" I replied.

"How is he doing now?" sambar Andrean from the corner.

"Well .. that's how, thank God it's better. Why, Bro?" asked back.

"Ah, no. I'm so sorry about you. Anyway, Marissa was, right, the prettiest woman in school. It's lucky, you know, if you can marry her now" she chirped, either just a pleasantie or it was.

"Ha ha ha .. no, really, Van. We're, uh, still plain."

"Pole your soles," I continued with a triumphant face.

We laughed very cheerfully too. Instantly, the crowded room became very quiet. The piano music stopped immediately. I don't know what happened tonight, which I definitely don't see the position of the person who deliberately stopped the event by force.

Apparently, Marissa came out of her room and ran towards the location of the party event. He slammed the plate on the table and threw away all the drinks. Right on the watch shows at 23:00 p.m. My wife woke up all of a sudden and dispersed the guests that night.

The sound of laughter turned into a hysterical scream with its actions that transcended the limits of reasonableness. From the left and right side I exchanged looks at Aditya and Andrean.

"Van! That's your wife isn't it, anyway?" ask Andrean from the left.

I couldn't help but say a word, both eyeballs only glared after finding the silhouette of his actions that embarrassed my face. Marissa also threw some fruits at the guests.

"Van! So your wife is crazy now?" from the right side Aditya spoke.

Regardless of the two friends, I also got up from my seat and walked towards the wife who was doing the most embarrassing action at the time. Guests who were important people rushed out of the house, they also entered their respective cars and left without saying goodbye.

Right in front of Marissa, I held her hand that had already taken the drink glass. "Mar, what the fuck, anyway? Shame on me knowing not!" I pulled her right hand.

"Go you! No one's in this house anymore, go ...!" marissa shouted with a sobbing cry.

"Mara! Conscious! You why? Hey!" I touched his forehead.

He slammed the bottle right in front of me. From the kitchen room, Bi Ira came out and pulled Marissa's hand. Then, the housekeeper took her to the second floor and locked the door.

The festive event turned into a crumble and mess, the entire room had left a few people as employees of my company alone. Andrean and Aditya also moved from their seats.

Then, I ran to meet the remaining guests. "Where are you two going?" ask two friends as corporate investors.

"Van! You've had a crazy wife all along? If you want to make a show do not need to be at home, deh! Rent a place out there. Let us be comfortable, your company is so poor that you pay for the best place in the city?" sibirnya with a loud tone of voice.

With my head turned to the floor, I felt devastated by the actions of my wife tonight.

"Van! Our cooperation contract does not need to be continued, you find another working partner. Excuse me, thank you." After speaking, Andrean left with Raditya.

The standing position instantly turned into squatting. How not, the house that was neat turned into a very mess and full of broken glass and plates. The floor is also red due to the drink that flowed because of the event just now.

From behind the body, someone walked over and touched my shoulder slowly. "Boss, who is patient. Next time we'll have another show outside."

I'm heading back. Apparently Siska was already there holding the phone in her left hand, I again threw a gaze towards the floor.

"No ...!" shouted for a moment.

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