Because of Lent

Chapter 24. The Revenge is Getting Rooted

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In a room of the Managing Director, Asya still seemed to be acting haughty. He was so arrogant, feeling his position could guarantee everything would be fine. He even still had time to send messages via the green application to his brother-in-law. He even sent a photo of her before he greeted his former brother-in-law.

"Miss Asya Eka Saputri, do you know why you were sent here by the center?" asked a middle-aged man who had just arrived in his room. The 50-year-old man is wide-eyed and has a distinctive nose of the middle east mix.

"Yes, because I'm an exemplary employee."

"Then I was curious. Why can't an exemplary employee like you keep your attitude in front of the many guests who are enjoying the morning at this hotel?"

"I'm sorry Mr. Omar."

"You're wrong to apologize to me. You should have said that to the guests you saw. Here I am the one who should be apologizing to you, now. Because with the incident that was done without thinking that long, I was forced to deliver this unpleasant news," said Mr. Umar while taking a deep breath. Asya immediately turned deathly pale looking at Mr.'s tense face. Umar.

"I mean Mr. Umar what?"

"By greatly reducing respect, from this day forward you will be given two options, dishonorably fired or you will resign willingly."

"W-what?" Asya's eyes instantly widened, her hands suddenly trembling. "What a mistake I can't fix, Mr. Umur?"

"It is not me who makes the rules in this hotel, I am only a Managing Director, I only carry out the orders of the owner of this hotel. This morning's incident has reached his ears. I hope Miss Asya can make a decision soon. It's good that the guest you just maki did not report there to the police because of unpleasant actions in public. Do you know that this problem could be punished? And we as the hotel won't take any chances."

"Please give me another chance, Mr. Umar. I'll apologize to the guest."

"Once again, it's not me who makes the decision but I just run the orders of the owner of this hotel."

"I'm waiting for your decision until this afternoon at eleven" said Mr. Umar. This is the final decision of the boss of the owner of this hotel. Out of nowhere this news could directly reach his ears. Mr. Umar was confused.

"Sialaan .. All this because of you, Vina," Asya maki in heart.

Asya walked out of the Director's room with a sour face. There was nothing else he could be proud of, but he could take revenge on Vina. Yes, he will avenge all the humiliation he received today.

Some of the fellows who knew Asya, looked at the woman concerned, but they could not do much either. They were afraid to approach the woman. They do not want their office to be threatened only because of problems that they do not know why.

Resisting her embarrassment, Asya passed by some of her comrades. His eyes closed for a moment, his hands clenched tightly. The grudge without reason became more deeply entrenched in the heart of the woman.

Meanwhile, Vina seemed to be enjoying her walks without Fadil beside her. He turned his head to the left and to the right just like a boy who had just escaped the supervision of his parents. Vina approached a booth selling Dawet drinks. The seller is a grandmother with traditional clothes, Vina looks amazed to see it. He took a few pictures of my grandmother. Vina ordered that appetizing bowl of dawet ice and sat down to enjoy it. His smile has never subsided so witness the hospitality of the sellers who average a lot of old alias.

Vina continued her walk before meeting her two best friends. When going to turn in suddenly a small child hit the leg Vina until the boy bounced down with a sitting position.

"Aww, sick," cried the boy. A boy whose age may be around 4 or 5 years. Vina immediately crouched down to help the boy stand up.

"You, you're fine, right? where's that sick?" ask Vina worriedly.

The boy raised his face and smiled sweetly at Vina. "Hehehe .. I'm fine, brother. Brother alone?" asked the boy grimacing at Vina. Vina rubbed the child's face gently.

"Yes, I was walking alone. Who are you the same? why are you here alone?"

"Enzo, are you okay?" A man approached the boy and Vina. The newly known boy named Enzo was now even hiding behind the feet of Vina.

"Enzo Enga wants to come with papa. Enzo wants to be like this." The boy spoke out against the man Vina thought was the boy's father.

"Eh, Enzo. The good boy must obey the parents. If you want to nini dear to Enzo, Enzo must obey papa, yes," said Vina coaxed the handsome boy with narrow-eyed and white skin. The boy had a very similar face to the man in front of this Vina. It was just that the boy's hair was curly while the man had his hair straight and neatly combed back.

The boy named Enzo looked up at Vina. "Sister, would you like to accompany Enzo to this place?"

Vina scratched her temple while grimacing in confusion, while the man in front of Vina now smiled awkwardly at the mischief of her son.

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