LOVE THE RECEPTIONIST

4. Back to Work

Draft chapter 4

Twenty days after Megan's funeral, Dirga was still in pain, and for twenty days she did not go to work.

Dirga really lost his passion to live what else takes care of his work. The days he spent confined himself in his room, only going out to eat, even if he had a taste for food.

He no longer paid attention to his appearance. The feathers on his face had elongated showing his tangled self not being groomed the same as those in his heart.

Firans, his assistant was made up in the fog because of Dirga. Many schedules were cancelled and sales sank further as they had to wait for a verdict from DIrga as CEO.

Some of the files that need to be signed are forced to accumulate on the Dirga table. The Automotive Solar Company engaged in the sale of car and motorcycle services was limping in the grief of their CEO.

The employees seem restless, began to hear the news of birds if the company that shaded them worked so far will soon be bankrupt.

That morning Hardi Surya, the father of Dirga Surya deliberately waited for his son to have breakfast, he could not let his son dissolve in his prolonged suffering, he said, because it will certainly have a big impact on the company he has started with his hard work with his wife.

"Dirga, are you still not going to the office today?" Hardi Surya looked at the face of his son who was still wearing his pajamas at the dinner table.

"Dirga, don't get excited pa." Dirga was cold, he did not want to look at his father. He sipped his warm tea a few sips and then stood up to leave the dining table.

"Dirga, you're not going anywhere. We need to talk." Said his father flat and tried to restrain himself from getting angry because he had been warned by his wife before.

"Dirga already knows what you're going to talk about. Dirga just doesn't want us to fight" said Dirga. He tried to avoid his father's eyes.

"So, allow Dirga to calm down first pa." He then moved from the dining table, climbing the stairs to his room on the upper floor.

"Dirga, please listen to me for a second, son." Hardi Surya immediately followed his son and stood on the stairs while holding the fence.

"Papa understand how you feel about losing Megan, it must be very difficult and painful for you" said Hardi Surya. He continued to say, even though Dirga his son continued to step one by one the stairs leading up as if not listening to his words.

"If you continue to linger in your grief, there will be many of our employees grieving the loss of their jobs. Because our small company will soon go bankrupt if you don't take care of it right away" said Hardi Surya.

Dirga stopped his steps who stayed one step away until the top floor. He turned to look coldly at his father.

"Is that all my fault?" Dirga says flat.

"That's all papa's fault, for entrusting you with an important post, your only son." Hardi blamed himself, looked straight at his son, then continued his words.

"Papa and Mama have pioneered it from scratch, hoping that our hard work can be useful to support our families and the families of our employees who helped raise our small company." Hardi Surya still tried to suppress his feelings, and returned to say.

"We're old now, hoping you'll take on the responsibility of leading this company. But the misfortune that befell your fiancee, it turns out to make you focus more on yourself Dirga." Hardi Surya said bitterly.

After saying so, Hardi Surya moved from where he stood. He came back to his wife at the table to eat.

Surya's mother then took Hardi Surya's arm, then drove her husband to work in the yard of their house.

After the departure of her parents, Dirga was still glued to her place standing for several minutes, thinking about what her father had said.

*

"Good morning, Mr. Dirga." Greet Monaliza and Rullina simultaneously from behind the reception desk with a fluffy smile.

Dirga did not reply to the two receptionist greeting, his face looks flat, staring straight ahead towards the elevator.

"Be careful what you say to Rullina, someone will hear you" Monaliza said, reminding her co-worker.

"Megan's mom is gone, so who's going to complain to us." Whisper Rullina again.

"It remains to keep the attitude and words, if you still want to work here, "said Monaliza again, his experience in the late fiancee CEO that made him learn more carefully.

In her heart, Monaliza felt concerned for her CEO, she knew what it was like to lose, because she had experienced the position, when her mother died after giving birth to her younger brother. Then when he was 17 years old his father finally followed his biological mother. Until she lives with her mother and her four siblings.

Luckily, her mother loved her and her younger brother as much as her three children.

*

"Dirga?!" Excited Firans while standing up from his seat, as he saw Dirga coming out of the elevator.

"Thank God, I'm so happy that you're finally in the office today" Firans said with a happy face.

"Did you miss me?" Dirga said flat while entering his work space.

"Of course" Firans said as he followed her from behind.

"Are you lacking a job? So it followed me to my room." Dirga's speech is still flat.

He pulled the chair behind his desk, then threw his body down there as if to throw all the weight of his mind about Megan's departure, which he had always carried for the past twenty days.

"It's just that my work is so much, piled on your desk this Dirga." Point Firans at the stack of files that mount on Dirga's desk.

"Are you intentionally giving me this much work to exhaust me?" Dirga stared at the pile of files on the table waiting for his approval to be signed.

"Come on Dirga, don't take this as a burden." Firans trying to encourage.

"I've sorted out which one you should sign first. When this one's done, it's the next file you need to check and sign again."

Dirga was flabbergasted, as Firans showed a pile of files that also mounted on the table of the guest sofa.

"Firans, I'm sorry" said Dirga staring at his best friend.

"Sorry, what for?" Firans asked his forehead.

"Letting you take over my work for twenty days I don't go to work" said Dirga with a sad face.

Memories of Megan again disturbed his heart, which is why he could not bear to go down to work, because every time he saw the Firans he would remember Megan and the friendship of the three of them.

"It doesn't matter to Dirga, I understand your feelings. I know, Megan's departure, it's definitely not easy for you to accept. I-I do, too," Firans seemed to dissolve into the grief of his best friend Dirga.

"But you must quickly rise up Dirga. My life depends on you" Firans said seriously.

"Why does it depend on me?" said Dirga.

"More precisely on the job at this company, I should still be able to add to my savings to get married to my woman immediately." Firans said with a meaningful smile.

"Do you have a future wife?" Ask Dirga curiously. Maybe his best friend already has a lover without him knowing, because he is too busy with himself lately.