Love is Noiseless
Chapter 21's
Layla approached the door of Dinan's room, without knocking it first. Layla went inside.
‘Braak!!’
Layla's eyes rounded seeing Dinan hit the table firmly.
“You think you came home to say work?” dinan said angrily restrained. He threw a map at the woman standing in front of him.
“Sorry, sir, I've done as much as I can,” replied the woman in self-defense. His face was down, his knees were trembling, weakly helpless.
“You are paid big here, your salary is double the standard salary in your position, With a salary of that size your work is just like gini?” snarled Dinan with fiery eyes.
What happened there really made Layla shudder in horror. Is this the cruelty that many people talk about? Unforgiving for a mistake. Moreover, the mistake came from female staff.
“I've tried my best, Mr.”
“Ha? best? like this is best you say? only garbage says that such work is the best,” said Dinan sharply. While the employee in front of him seemed to have been holding back tears. “It is fitting that the profits of this company never want to go up, marketing staff only performance is like this. When can it compete with foreign companies whose work is always all out? ha? when?”
Layla looked at Dinan's face trembling. From the entrance to the table Dinan is indeed limited by the partition of the miniature decoration of the building, so that Dinan is still not aware of the presence of Layla there. The woman who was being scolded by Dinan seemed to be unable to give any more defense for her mistake.
“This is a fatal mistake, before two o'clock your resignation letter has to arrive at my desk. Now out!” said Dinan who did not want to prolong the problem. He was actually also tired after spending the day yesterday spending time for his wedding event with Layla. What's more last night he also did not sleep well because Layla was too much space in ranjanngya. The man sat down and chose to look at his working laptop screen.
The woman in front of him suddenly knelt down. “I'm wrong, sir, please don't fire me, this is the last mistake I made.”
“There is no defense for your mistakes, there are many people who are much better performing in that position of yours, so go, let the best person replace you.”
“I beg you, sir, I am the backbone of the family, my husband ran away and was irresponsible to me and his two children. My parents are also sickly and all my hospital fees are on.”
“Basic of this man," maki Dinan, "Have known you need this job, still careless work, already, out there, leave this company. This company doesn't need people who aren't as good as you.” Dinan spoke without any care at all to the woman.
“My pack ...”
“Do you need a security guard who drags you out? don't embarrass yourself in front of others!” said Dinan coldly.
The woman stood up, then left without saying goodbye from there, she realized she would not be able to get an apology from Dinan, she could only resign to the circumstances. Everyone knew that Dinan was indeed merciless for the mistakes of the employees in his company. The woman had a look at each other with Layla who was still standing by the door. For then he left while wiping away his broken tears.
Layla is well aware of the prestige of working at Marc Property. The salary of employees is above the standard salary of other companies. Good career opportunities and company cooperation with various entrepreneurs in Asean that makes the company often get good projects in other countries. The name of the company is so well known to many countries.
Nervously Layla walked over to Dinan's desk. Even though Dinan's mood is not good, Layla must convey the message of Mr. Marc earlier. He should dare to send that message.
“You're not out yet?” asked Dinan who thought Layla was that woman. Dinan was still focused on his laptop screen.
Dinan immediately turned his head, he exhaled a rough breath when he saw Layla's face there. “Where is the document?” asked Dinan without a stale base.
“Mr Marc refused to give it, Sir.”
‘Braak!!’
Dinan hit his desk in annoyance. “Crazy yes, asking for that document only you can not, becus work no?”
Layla was down, she admitted wrong about it. Dinan then stood up, approaching towards the glass window with a face restraining in anger.
“Sorry, Sir. Mr. Marc asks that the parlor not be vacated first, because it will make our opponents attack us, while we do not know the ins and outs of the land ownership clearly, he said,” bright Layla will explain Mr. Marc whom she still remembers.
“You only make problems usually,” said Dinan. Make Layla swallow up there. Dinan's voice resounded restraining his anger. Makes Layla feel completely useless.
“That land is my project, my personal plan, where I proved myself to my father. Now you destroy it easily. I've sacrificed myself to marry you so that the project on that land will continue to work as planned. But what did I get? not to know marry you if the project still can not go according to plan.”
Layla raised her head, looking at Dinan who was still looking far out the glass window.
“I don't want to know, anyway this afternoon the document must reach my desk. Or I'll displace the parlour tonight, whatever the children of the parlour may be sitting and sleeping under the bridge.”
Layla gulps (again). “Pak, I ..”
“Per satan with all your excuses, Layla,” said Dinan impassioned. “Now meet dad and ask for the document, I don't want to know how, the document must come back to me today also.”
Layla stunned. Without saying goodbye he left the room of Dinan. Leaving behind Dinan who seemed still trying to hold back the emotions in her chest that felt like overflowing. Layla passed Richard who smiled cynically looking at Layla's face that was about to cry, she also did not say hello to Richard when she left.
“Wah, wow, The Boss is really cruel to women, not noon already two women cry from his room,” murmured Richard laughed faintly.
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Layla sobs in her office toilet. He was confused as to how it should be now. Mr. Marc won't give you the documents. Dinan forced him to return the documents as soon as possible. Layla's head felt like it wanted to break thinking about it. I don't know what to do now, he doesn't know. Back at Mr. Marc's house, he doesn't know what to say either. Returning to Dinan, he must have been scolded mercilessly.
Damn it for Layla, but she only wants the orphanage saved and her sisters to get a decent place to continue living. The children had no father and no mother, at least Layla wanted them to have decent housing and sufficient education. But now Layla's good intentions turned around to stab him. She was really in a difficult position, let alone thinking about how to run away from her marriage and Dinan. Saving himself in the present position he cannot. Going here and there is just as hard for Layla.
“Mas Bayu, how should I go?” lirih Layla who suddenly remembered the figure of Bayu, the man who filled his life two years ago.
While Dinan was still standing looking out the window. The man did not understand how Layla could break all the plans that he had neatly arranged for a long time. There was little stumbling block when Richard reported that the Barata family claimed the land belonged to them. But Dinan believes that the steps he took were able to silence the family who had destroyed his life a few years ago.
“I put everything together to prove to dad that I deserve to continue this company. But the woman came out of nowhere and destroyed everything. If it wasn't for dad being on his side, I would've kicked him like trash out of this company.” Dinan muttered softly by enduring the heartache of Layla's mistake.
