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Sapta continues to monitor the work of its security members to secure a large boss to arrive safely in the meeting room. Moreover, Sapta had seen cynical grin and satisfied face of Mr. Sunijaya when he found out the majority shareholders had not arrived in the meeting room.
He thought his man had managed to prevent the majority shareholders from attending. So it began to spray inflammatory remarks to add to the ugliness of the majority shareholders. He hopes to still influence and attract the sympathy of Mr. Hutama and also the shareholders of Pak Yogi.
While the continuation of the existence of majority shareholders has been left to the people who will bring it. Mr. Sunijaya has ordered it to be completed to the point, not left only in a coma. So if something happens to him, Mr. Sunijaya has made a good alibi, is in the meeting room.
Mr. Sunijaya has ordered people to prevent anyone with a bule face from approaching the Biantra group building. Therefore, security was tightened with thugs, all over the parking lot and building lobby. Without Mr. Sunijaya knowing, Sapta security team is also ready to secure their big boss. Sapta's security team worked in silence, cleaning up one by one Pak Sunijaya's security members before Aaric arrived at the Biantra Building.
Aaric was able to arrive on time, but the assigned security member picked him up and escorted him down a somewhat detour. Not going through the common roads that people used to pass. Because they did not enter the Biantra Building through the lobby, but through the emergency exit that had been sterilized by Sapta and his members.
After Sapta was informed, his big boss had arrived at the Biantra building. Now that he had gone to the meeting room, Sapta gave the code to Jekob. He placed his hand on the ear as a signal for Jobob to get ready.
Not long after that the meeting room door was opened by the attendant and Aaric stepped into the meeting room expressionlessly. A cold charismatic handsome face with a sharp tap swept through the entire room. She was waning with confidence regardless of the gazes of the many eyes that were curious and curious about her. Especially Mr. Sunijaya and his Om who have worked together to prevent and get rid of it.
Aaric walked in like a JB 007 star. He was wearing a black suit combined with an old ash shirt and an abstract patterned black tie with a fine line of old ash, young and red are specially ordered in Paris for their inaugural meeting and at the same time present themselves to the public. Very fitting wrapped his athletic body, making it more beautiful.
Bu Biantra, who knew him, was surprised and was about to stand up to rebuke him. He was surprised that Aaric was able to come to the shareholders meeting. But Ms. Biantra clenched her mouth and eyes round when she saw Aaric walking towards the majority shareholder seat and sitting there.
Instantly, Aaric's words that night swirled in his head. 'When you see the destruction of you and your family, then you can measure how much I love that girl.' Bu Biantra's face turned rainbow-like and eventually turned white, recalling everything Aaric said that night.
Aaric stared one by one with a cold and probing gaze. When his eyes met with the gaze of Mr. Sunijaya who looked at him, as if he could not believe he was present in the meeting room in a very neat and cool state. 'What's going on? Where are the members of security who are paid dearly to get rid of that person?' Mr. Sunijaya asked in his heart without knowing who was sitting in the majority shareholder seat.
While Mr. Sunijaya focused his old eyes to see clearly, who could escape from his security members. So that it can enter and sit in the majority shareholder seat without blisters. He could not make a gesture to check the situation outside, because he knew he was being watched. Likewise with the pounding sitting next to him, still frozen.
Although Aaric only swept the meeting room with a cursory gaze, but Sapta and Jekob still watched every move of Mr. Sunijaya and his uncle. Sapta already knew the mastermind who wanted to get rid of their big boss and had told it to Jekob.
Mr. Sunijaya whispered to Bu Biantra beside him. "Do you know or know that person?" Ask Mr. Sunijaya, seeing Bu Biantra's attitude that is not as usual. He was curious to see a young man who could sit in the majority shareholder seat in a company he did not establish and could also escape his trap.
"Yes, Pah. He's Aaric." Bu Biantra replied while whispering to Mr. Sunijaya.
"Aaric, your son?" Ask Mr. Sunijaya, because he did not know his granddaughter who had never seen in years. Now it has changed greatly, looking mature, cold and stiff but charismatic. And also high, more like a bule.
When he found out who was sitting in the majority shareholder seat was his son Sunny, his grandson. Mr. Sunijaya smiled cynically with squeaking eyes, looking down on Aaric who was already sitting on the oversized chair he used to sit in. He forgot, his grandson had just escaped all the tactics, tricks and traps he had prepared.
"What's he doing here?" Ask Mr. Sunijaya who does not understand the situation. It turns out that too much thought at the age of twilight can make Pak Sunijaya like a mobile phone that is in a difficult area of signal, just loading. It may also be due to shock, making the nerves in his head slow to connect.
Before Bu Biantra answered Mr. Sunijaya's question, Aaric had already opened a meeting. "Fathers and Mothers I'm sorry, you have to wait..." Aaric spoke, seeing that Mr. Sunijaya and Bu Biantra were whispering. He knows, maybe his Opa already doesn't know him. But his speech did not continue because Mr. Sunijaya stopped him.
"What are you doing here? You want to represent your cowardly father?" Suddenly Mr. Sunijaya interrupted Aaric's conversation. He forgot the shareholder data. Emotions and anger cut short his foresight thinking that if Aaric represented his Papa it would be impossible to sit in that chair. His emotions overflowed upon learning from Bu Biantra, it was Aaric, his granddaughter who had bullied him. Anger increasingly dominates and controls his common sense.
Aaric who had looked cold when he entered the room, his face grew colder and his eyes reddened to hear Mr. Sunijaya insult his Papa. He looked at Mr. Sunijaya with a dagger-sharp look. Bu Biantra's legs trembled, recalling the same gaze when Aaric nearly shot him that night. He could still breathe at this time, because Mr. Biantra's cry called Aaric's name. Bu Biantra's hand on his thigh was already icy cold. The atmosphere of the meeting room changed like at the foot of the Alps.
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