LOVE THE RECEPTIONIST

34. Dizziness And Dizziness Seven Around

"That woman, she's not there. He should be at the office at this hour. Has he not arrived yet?" dirga muttered to himself. He approached the reception desk with his briefcase.

"Good morning, Mr. Dirga," said Rullina, Monaliza's co-worker.

"Are you alone today?" dirga asked as she stopped her steps in front of the reception desk, looking at Rullina who was twitching her eyes at the CEO's face.

Dirga's cold attitude and very rarely greet with his employees, making Rullina wonder and do not believe what he is seeing now.

"Rullina, are you listening to me? I'm talking to you" Dirga said looking into the receptionist's face.

"Sorry Mr. Dirga." said Rullina who had just realized, he showed a slightly grimacing face because of embarrassment found not concentrating while working.

"Yes, I'm Dirga's alone. Monaliza, she's still sick today, her friend Leon called to tell her.

"ill? Wasn't Monaliza out of the hospital yesterday?" ask Dirga again while frowning his forehead.

"Right sir, but Leon said that way, that Monaliza is still sick." said Rullina. Dirga just nodded his head slowly, his face seemed to be thinking about something.

"Alright, thank you," said Dirga later. Without a smile like usual, he passed away with his light steps towards the elevator.

"Ouwhh," said Rullina, he immediately felt weak behind his desk after Dirga. He quickly sipped water from his drinking bottle, and sat down in his chair.

"What dream did I have last night, Mr. Dirga chatted with me," said Rullina patting both cheeks while smiling to herself.

"If Mr. Dirga does not display his smile, he still looks handsome, and he is already handsome from there," said Rullina again still smiling as before.

"But why is Mr. Dirga's face bruised so?" Rullina frowned feeling astonished.

The crane! The crane! The crane!

Rullina immediately grabbed the phone handle on her reception desk to receive the incoming call.

...***...

Dirga slammed his ass in his job chair. Firans had not arrived, usually his assistant always came earlier than him, because it was still too early when he arrived in his study.

Dirga swiped his phone screen left and right, up and down, then pressed it using one of his thumbs. With a flash of his recorded transaction appeared on his mobile phone screen.

He looked at two transactions with the same sender name, LEON GAMSONRICH, with a time of only one hour difference on the day yesterday, shortly after he paid off the cost of Monaliza hospital.

The first transaction, exactly the same as the value he had paid to the hospital. The second transaction with a very fantastic number, there are twelve zero digits behind the number twelve, making Dirga's head immediately dizzy.

"Arrggghhh," Dirga squeezed his increasingly long hair. His brain worked hard thinking about it. How not, the price of debt to protect the virginity of Monaliza has been transferred with fantastic value. And last night he took the girl's virginity under the influence of alcohol.

When only returning the funds that had been transferred by Leon, it was very easy for him, because Dirga never asked Leon to pay for it. But snatching away the madness of Leon's lover, was a very frightening nightmare, he had to pay at least double what Leon had transferred to his account, he said, something that is very impossible for Dirga who is being squeezed by the amount of maturity that he must pay due to the non-current of sales in his automotive company.

Dirga back squeezing his hair, his head is now increasingly dizzy. Thinking about the company's debt maturing alone makes Dirga already dizzy seven roving. And now, he is faced with personal debt, due to his innocence last night.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Dirga who focus on his personal problems does not pay too much attention to the sound of knocking on the door repeatedly, although in fact his ears can still listen well.

The door was pushed carefully from the outside, as there was no answer from the inside, Firans was forced to bend his head, when he saw Dirga was busy with his obscure activities, he immediately came closer.

"The Dirga? What happened to your face?" firans asked, pointing at his own lips and jaw area, as he looked at the bruises on the face of the friend and his superior.

"This?" Dirga pointed at his own face.

"Yes, why?" sahut Firans while nodding his head without taking his eyes off Dirga.

"Now then, I don't know either, once I woke up from my sleep, my face was already covered in bruises like this" said Dirga.

"Curtain! You think I'm a little kid, which is easy for you to catch." Firans said in disbelief. With his arms crossed in the chest after putting the file on Dirga's desk, he looked at the CEO's face full of probes.

"You must be fighting with someone, right? Does that have anything to do with your disappearance the last time you said goodbye to that toilet?" firans continued with curiosity. He advanced his face by resting on his two hands attached to the table to support his body.

"The fans! Keep your face at a distance with mine, you can kiss me, or do you want to kiss me on purpose, hmm?" tegur Dirga's. Firans immediately rewinded his body and stood upright with eyes deliberately squinted because he heard Dirga's words.

"Oh, No-no-no! You're too confident Dirga. I'm not a same-sex guy, I'm still a real stud!" said Firans did not accept while moving his index finger rumpled into the air in front of Dirga's face.

"Tell me honestly Dirga, there must be something wrong if your face is hit like that? Firans repeated his previous question. His gaze was still full of searching, looking at the face of his best friend.

Dirga was silent for a moment, he looked at Firans face with a doubtful look. There's no way he could have told Firans exactly what he did last night to get a raw bogem from Leon that caused bruises on the face of his lips and jaw area.

"Tell Dirga, maybe I can help you find the best way out" Firans said seriously. As long as they are friends, Firans always show genuine friendship to Dirga, even he often sacrificed for his best friend.

"It's a matter that's too personal for Firans, I'm actually embarrassed to tell you?" Dirga opened her voice. The look of doubt was still visible from the look in his eyes.

"Dirga, to be honest - I was very curious. I feel like there's something wrong with that beating of you. Because as long as we're friends, I know you, you never fight except to protect yourself or help others who need your help, and you're never battered to this extent?" firans.

"But-if you think what has happened to you is not worth telling me, I will not force it. We are friends, I respect your privacy Dirga," said Firans again while sharing his thin smile, hoping Dirga remained comfortable even though he did not tell the polemic himself.

"And if you want to tell a story later. I'm always ready to be a good listener" Firans added. He grabbed the file he had previously placed on the table to report to Dirga that morning.

"Actually, I fucked a girl last night. And that girl is Megan" Dirga said abruptly without coercion. He looked at Firans face.

"What?! Megan?!" Firans flinched with slickering eyes, he looked at Dirga with a strange look. He touched his own nape, his hair suddenly bristled, could it be that Dirga was out of his mind. It is impossible for a dead person to rise again just to make love.