When I've Glowed Up
# 20's. Press Conference
Her night.
Now the hall of Simeon's Group building has been filled with journalists, both journalists from print and electronic media, both from within the country and from abroad.
They were waiting for Bams to give clarification on the unpleasant news about his father and Belva.
"Are you sure Young Master wants to face this alone?" Ask Mr. Adrian, because since then Bams kekeh wanted to provide clarification without assistance from a lawyer or Mr. Adrian.
"Yes Uncle, Uncle just relax. Uncle just tell Papa and Mama to watch television, let them see their favorite child on television." Bams replied casually, though his heart was about to explode from nervousness. Not nervous about having to deal with journalists, but nervous because of the clarifying material that he will say in public. The material that he just got a few hours ago, material that Mr. Adrian did not know at all.
"Then, at least Young Master tell us, clarify what Young Master really wants to say." Now Simeon's Group's lawyers are voting.
"You'll know later." Answer Bams.
"Please tell us Young Master, so that we can take immediate action in line with the clarification that will be provided." Please Mr. Adrian.
Bams did not answer. He simply put on a faint smile and then sighed.
"Is everything ready?" Bams asked the team that prepared the press conference.
"All is ready Young Master." Answer one team member.
Bams walked out of the waiting room of the hall and opened the door that was connected to the place where the reporters were waiting for him.
Cekrek Cekrek. The blitz of the reporters' cameras was heard loudly filling the entire hall.
"Who are you? Isn't Mr Simeon going to clarify tonight?" Ask one of the reporters. No one knows Bams.
"Journalists, please calm down. And don't ask any questions before Young Master Simeon makes his statement." Even Mr. Adrian answered.
"Oooooo-o... Young Master Simeon." Whispers of journalists.
"Can it start? I will not make any statement if the fellow journalists will not sit quietly." Bams said firmly.
Bams' firm and charismatic words made all the reporters speechless. They also sat quietly in the reserved seats.
After the reporters sat quietly. Bams began to open his voice.
"Good night to the reporters. Thank you for fulfilling our invitation to come to this place." Bams opened the sound.
"Before I give you clarification, it's a good idea to introduce myself to you first." Say Bams again.
"My name is Bramasta, as the new President of Simeon's Group. Maybe you all do not know it, because I am beautiful based on family. Apart from being the President, I am also the only child of Mr. Simeon and Mrs Kalina." The pleasantries introduced her to cover up her nervousness.
"We're good at getting to the point." Bams said then took a deep breath and threw it away violently.
"The news about my father with Miss Belvania, that's not true!! Miss Belvania was awarded a scholarship from Simeon's Group purely by her intelligence and attitude, not by any means by any means outstanding news." Bams began to clarify.
"And one more. Miss Belvania was not my father's secretary, but my secretary. And why did Miss Belvania become my secretary? That's because Miss Belvania is actually my wife." Bams' confession this time really made the reporters excited. Not only the reporters, Mr. Adrian and Simeon's Group lawyers were also shocked by the confession Bams said just now.
"Jeez Young Master.." - furious Mr. Adrian in heart.
"Mr Bramasta." shouted one of the reporters as he raised his hand to ask a question.
"Sorry, I'm not done yet." Reply Bams who knows what the journalist means.
"All of you will ask me when I got married and why there was no news. So, I married Miss Belva before my wife got a scholarship to study abroad and we got married still religiously, to avoid the zika. And after my wife successfully completed her education in Country P, I myself asked my wife to be my secretary immediately." Bams.
Journalists are also trying to raise their hands in the air.
"Yes. That's there." Appoint Bams to one of the reporters.
"Can you prove your words, sir?" Ask the reporter who was appointed.
"I will only show you evidence ranging from Miss Belva who received a scholarship for her cleverness and attitude to evidence of my religious marriage to Miss Belva, in court. Because after this, simeon's Group's legal team will directly process the person who spread this slander and also process the print and electronic media which until twelve o'clock tonight will not delete the article about my wife." Answer Bams firmly.
"Anyone else wants to ask?"
One of the reporters raised his hand in the air again.
"Yes please."
"So when are you going to have a wedding reception with your wife?"
Bams sighed before answering.
"Quickly, once this matter is over." Answer Bams.
"Well, I think there's been enough clarification from me. And remember the reporters, to remove your article about my wife before twelvepm, otherwise I take to the path of the law and will not forgive." Bams closed the press conference that night.
Bams walked out of the hall and went back into the waiting room.
Arriving in the waiting room, Bams immediately landed his butt rough with a rough sigh.
"Young Master, what the fuck was that. How's..."
"Shhh.. Don't fuss Uncle. Please get me a drink." The word Bams cuts to the words of Mr. Adrian.
Mr. Adrian also gave a glass of water to Bams.
Glegek. Bams moves the water in the glass to his throat with one breath.
"Sir..." Mr. Adrian again wanted to protest Bams after seeing the water in the toilet glass.
"Shhh. Instead of Uncle spending his energy to grumble, better Uncle immediately make a fake wedding certificate from religion. Let's talk about this later with Belva."
"But Sir..."
"It's Uncle, this is the only way to save Papa's good name, company and Belva. If I don't say that, any kind of evidence we provide won't be able to silence the slanderers. So it's better that we make an extreme clarification right away." Bams.
"As much as you are Young Master." Reply Mr. Adrian resigned.
KRIIIE... Suddenly Mr. Adrian's phone rang very loudly.
Mr. Adrian also saw the name of the caller on his phone screen.
The Great Lord Simeon. That's the name that's plastered real on the screen of Mr. Adrian's phone
"It's me." Mumbled Mr. Adrian while sighing, resigned.
Seriate...