LOVE THE RECEPTIONIST

23. The Visit of the Employer

"What about your employee named Monaliza?" ask Surya's mother to Dirga. Her husband and son were enjoying a family dinner.

"Poor ma," said Dirga while taking water and gulp it several times to the rest of the half.

"Less good how?" asked Surya's mother to look at Dirga's face with serious mimicry, he stopped his eating activities for a moment.

"The girl, she was traumatized after the incident that happened to her last night. In addition to the health workers, he seemed afraid to meet some people, except those closest to him, and people who had helped him during the incident" explained Dirga. He again continued to feed the food that was still in the plate in front of his mouth.

"So who accompanied the girl in the hospital in such a condition?" ask Surya's mother who is still staring at Dirga. While Mr. Surya her husband, only listened to the conversation between his wife and child.

"Nothing" said Dirga briefly.

"His family? Did they not come to accompany him?" surya's mother asked in surprise.

"He only lives with his mother and four younger siblings ma, his father is dead," said Dirga, his memory again drifted to the Monaliza family that he had visited this afternoon with his assistant Firans.

"It's very difficult for her mother to leave behind three younger siblings of Monaliza who is a toddler." added Dirga.

"It's a pity for the girl" said the solar mother, concerned.

"Pa, how about tonight we get that girl in the hospital?" mama Sun looked at her husband who was enjoying his dinner.

"As for mama, papa come along," said Pak Surya glanced at his wife while spending the food that was still a spoonful.

"You're coming with Dirga?" asked Surya's mother to look at Dirga who had just finished her dinner, she took a sip of her juice before answering her mother's question.

"No ma, I still have a lot of work to do tonight in my office, my mom and dad are there" said Dirga, he put his glass of juice on the table.

"If you want to swipe, now is the time" Dirga said to her mother, glancing at her hand watch.

"Den Dirga wants to drink what, I will make it," asked aunt Mila, a housekeeper, when she heard that her employer would continue working at home.

"Make me a bitter coffee Bi, and deliver it to my study," said Dirga, he immediately left the dinner table.

"Good Den" said bi Mila.

Ibu Surya and Pak Surya looked at each other. His son very rarely ordered coffee, except when there is a job that requires time to stay up late at night.

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That night, Monaliza still looks restless, her eyes keep watching the door of her unlocked room, because the sister who accompanied her asked permission to come out to take care of something.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

His eyes glared sharply at the door that opened slowly. Sister Norlita who accompanied him came to the door while commenting on her warm smile to Monaliza.

"Miss Monaliza, I've returned with Mr. Surya and mother Surya, the owner of the company where the lady works" said Sister Norlita from the doorstep.

They entered, and also commented on the smile of looking at Monaliza who was sitting curled up hugging her pillow on the edge of her patient's bed and attached to the wall while staring vigilantly at them.

Mother Sun felt concerned when she saw the girl looked afraid to welcome their arrival. The girl's pretty face was stained with bruises and reddened scratches on her face.

Monaliza scanned Surya's mother's face in her memory, then turned to Mr. Surya standing at the door with sister Norlita. After a few seconds, he was able to recognize the faces of the two guests who came to visit him. Her tense face turned relieved. He always feels anxious when someone comes, his fear is still haunting the events that are still attached to his memory.

"Good night Miss Monaliza," said Surya's mother as she approached Monaliza in her patient's bed. While Mr. Surya took a seat on the sofa next to the door of the hospital room of the girl.

"Good night, Mom-" Monaliza said hello. He tried to review his thin smile, looking at the face of Surya's mother who he knew, because he had seen several times the wife of the owner of the company where he worked came to visit the office.

Monaliza placed the pillow she held tightly in the head of the bed. He slowly shifted his seat to the edge of the bed so that he could get closer to the wife of his master.

"How are you doing, Miss Mona?" ask Surya's mother who spoke softly. He looked at Monaliza's face that looked pale without light. Some scratches and bruises still look swollen blackish red in some parts of the face, neck and hands are open.

"I-I'm good enough, ma'am, only these wounds still feel throbbing" said Monaliza stammering. His nervousness is very visible because it is visited by people who he disdains in his company where he works for fortune.

"How did it go, until it got like this Miss Mona?" asked Surya's mother, she looked at Monaliza with concern.

Monaliza seemed hesitant to tell the events that befell her to Surya's mother, but eventually she decided to tell him even though it was embarrassing in her opinion.

Surya's mother noticed every speech delivered by the girl in front of him, occasionally she had to hold her breath, hearing the details of the story that made her cringe when imagining if it happened to her family members.

"How long have you been working at the club that night, miss?" ask Surya's mother, when Monaliza has finished the whole story.

"It's been five years since I was sixteen" said Monaliza.

"Why can you work in a place like that at your very young age, miss? Did your parents not forbid you? Or worried about her daughter?" cecar Surya's mother, he did not stop thinking if there are parents who just let his daughter who should be at night in the house, was in the house, but wandering outside the rurmah because it has to work to help meet the needs of his family.

"At that time my father was often sickly" said Monaliza with teary eyes, reminiscing about her late father.

"So I went to a classmate of my High School, his name was Leon, he had a brother, the owner of the nightclub where I worked until now" Monaliza explained.

"At first, Mr. Keny refused, because I was a minor, but because of the reason I needed a job to finance family life, he finally accepted me as cleaning service only, he said, come to work only in the afternoon to finish the job when the night club was not opened."

"Walking time, just this year, Keny's brother moved me to work as a barista, that's why I often go home late at night" said Monaliza.

The middle-aged woman could only nod her head when she heard the girl's explanation. What Monaliza said can be understood by Surya's mother, because she had heard from Dirga, her son.