Red Noctah
Part 83's
The bisma who was busy in the office did not know his wife was in trouble at home. The man was still engrossed in struggling with a number of incoming files from various clients.
His Advertising company has recently been on the rise. Various advertising products companies that offer services in their hands are successful and growing rapidly. The agency works with associations and dozens of animation studios, hundreds of directors and DoPs with over five hundred projects in total. So that not infrequently the man came home late and even overtime to complete his work.
The number of clients faced come from various industries, ranging from FMCG, CPG, IT, construction, automotive, fashion, to MSMEs.
Kamil Production also handles various international companies that are quite famous. So it is not uncommon to make it quite busy lately.
Unlike the others, Kamil Production also provides a wider service, ranging from making TVC, Webseries, Motion Graphic, Comic Marketing, KOL, Social Media Management and other brand activities.
One of the latest web is the work of his wife 'Title Miss' who has begun to run the airing and filming.
Almost all commercial services can be fulfilled by this young company. Digital marketing motion graphic content that is being used by many companies is also one of the most controlled by this agency.
Not only that, Kamil Production also embraces the entertainment market through its service of creating series content, Music Video, comics and social media (Youtube, Instagram and Tiktok).
Unfortunately, success is inversely proportional to the romance story that tends to slice and flip-flop. Behind his famous cold and quiet look was a newly healed wound aura. Yes, the wound had just been healed by their love that was blocked by the storm of gap. He finally chose to reunite two hearts that love each other.
These few days the smile that had disappeared from his body was again present to greet the world. Feel so calm with a soulmate next to him. It is undeniable that the presence of his figure in the man's life is like a sun that shines on the dark side of his mind.
However, today he is made anxious again by a phone call from his son's school stating no one picked up Razik. Inevitably the busy man was forced to turn to his subordinates to finish his work today.
The man rushed out of the office and called his wife. Went several times, but not lifted. Not giving up, the man kept trying to get back to his wife but instead is now unheard of. It's not active now.
"Where are you going, baby, pick up my phone?" he was feeling agitated.
The man immediately left the office and went to Razik's school. The school called Razik's parents because for hours the boy had not picked him up. Of course, the first one contacted his mother, but there was no answer so the school was forced to call the second number directly connected to Bhishma's phone.
"Where's my Lord, Yos?" tanya Pandu who wants to deliver material files for discussion materials from the sponsor.
"Izin came out earlier, was poured into Mas Radit, try checking in his room."
"Main go just don't say, what has this to do with the incident?" Guide monologue yourself.
The man also felt uneasy at his desk. He contacted his brother's wife, but there was no answer either.
While Bhishma had just arrived at Razik's school grounds and went straight to the waiting room. It looks like the little boy is sitting contemplating with one of the teachers who are still loyal to accompany because they feel worried.
"Razik's parents?" greet the beautiful girl with only that stature. Who was none other than Razik's teacher.
"Yes Mom, sorry. Late to pick up," she regretted.
"Usually Ma'am If you always arrive on time, we have not picked up this phone. I'm sorry, I had to call the number on the student's list."
"It's okay, ma'am, thank you for looking after her" said Bisma.
"Let's go home, baby" he led his son after the little boy shook his teacher's hand to say goodbye.
The bisma immediately brought Razik home. The boy looked tired, evidently sitting down immediately after his father took off his shoes for him.
"Where's the mother, Dad?" tanyanya looking for the figure of her mother who has not appeared after reaching her home.
"Behold, dear, I'm looking for you first, it looks like your bundle is not at home, deserted. But why it's not locked, mbok Inah also permits today." The bisma asks itself more.
Half ran up the stairs and went straight to his room. There was no sign of life there. The room even still looks neat like it has not been touched since this morning abandoned. His echoing voice called out his name as the clattering of steps walked through each room.
His net caught a flat object that belonged to his wife stranded on the bed. It is fitting that many times the relationship is not lifted, even the woman left her cellphone.
"Honey, you play at the house first yes, I want to find mother."
