LOVE THE RECEPTIONIST

51. Firans Advice

"I'm sorry Mona Bu, Mona has disappointed Mom," Monaliza squeaks at Bianka's mother sobbing, hoping for forgiveness from her mother.

"I'm sorry Mom, I was wrong, I couldn't take good care of Monaliza" Leon joined Bianka's mother's side, his face showing a deep sense of regret.

"Mother is really disappointed in you two" said the forty-year-old woman, even older than her age because she bore a lot of mind. She wiped her tears that fell on her cheeks.

"Mona, what do people say if you're pregnant out of wedlock? Our neighbors will scorn us even more, son," sedu Bianka's mother. He tried to suppress his voice so that it would not be heard by his neighbors.

"Sorry'in Mona Bu-, said Monaliza who was not able to say anything else, other than apologies and tears that continue to parse.

"Son Leon, we're already poor, why did you add and place this burden of shame on us?" Bianka's mother's cry grew roaring, her heart was too broken, when she knew the daughter she was proud of and became the backbone of the family, had brought disgrace in her family.

"I'm sorry ma'am, I was wrong" said Leon again still rested on the legs of Bianka's mother with Monaliza.

"Mother, let me marry Monaliza, I want to take responsibility for the baby in her womb" Leon said, he also did not know what to do anymore other than to say it to Bianka's mother.

Bianka's mother did not immediately answer, she tried to calm herself while easing her tears, her heart was already disappointed in her daughter and Leon who claimed her lover.

"Go home Leon, bring your parents here if you want to marry my daughter," said Bianka's mother at last as she wiped her tears with the end of her negligent arm, her cries had begun to subside.

"Yes Mother, I will invite both my parents to come here to propose to Monaliza," Leon promised.

Before getting up from the floor, Leon grabbed the back of Bianka's mother's hand, and kissed her slowly, though she had no expression for what she was doing.

Bianka's mother stared at Leon's return with a blank look, not sure if the young man would succeed in bringing his parents to his house to propose to his daughter.

If Leon and his parents do not come, of course he and his daughter will bear the disgrace itself, is this the destiny they must live as poor people. Tears of pain flowed back in Bianka's mother's cheeks while looking at her daughter who had been still resting on her feet.

"Mother, forgive Mona. Mona has troubled Mother and our family, "the girl's cries sound more and more bitter. It felt like Bianka's mother regretted all the reality that happened in her life and family, but it was all meaningless. He can only resign and must dare to face it with chest.

"Arise Monaliza, I am disappointed in you, but I will not let you bear your burden. You're Mom's daughter, what happened to you was because of Mom's fault too who couldn't take good care of you as Mom's daughter" Bianka's mother rubbed her daughter's back.

"Now we rest first, we have to take care of our health" he continued while helping Monaliza stand up.

"Mother is indeed my best mother, thank you Mother," Monaliza hugged her mother tightly.

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"Mona, your story is too complicated indeed," said Rullina who just finished listening to the story of Monaliza on the sidelines of their work.

"Look, your gondrong baby father came here" Rullina said. He hurriedly fixed his sitting position when he saw Dirga and his assistant coming closer while carrying something.

Monaliza immediately glared her eyes at Rullina who was teasing her, while also improving her sitting position.

Dirga and Firans stopped right before the desk of the two receptionist employees with their usual flat faces.

"Good day, Mr. Dirga and Mr. Firans" said Monaliza and Rullina, standing behind a desk.

"Hm," said Dirga just muttered, while Firans who stood in

next to him said nothing, just waiting for his boss to complete his mission.

"It's your nutritious lunch, it's got fruits and milk in it, you've got to finish it." Dirga thrust the boxes of food he held and put them on the reception desk.

"And you're Rullina, watch Monaliza. If he doesn't spend it report to me. If she gets sick because she doesn't want to eat it, it's your responsibility" Dirga said, staring at Rullina.

Monaliza and Rullina looked at each other for a moment.

"T-no sir, I don't mind," said Rullina stammered.

"All right, thank you." After saying so Dirga stared briefly at Monaliza who was standing where she was standing, the next second she immediately passed leaving the reception desk with Firans towards the parking lot.

"Dirga, Dirga-" Firans looked at Dirga's always flat face while putting a seatbelt on her body.

Dirga did not react, he ran his car slowly to get out of the Automotive Solar area.

"How can you approach the woman, if your style is Dirga," the Firans protest turned his gaze to the highway.

"What's my style like?" dirga asked without interest, answered unanswered for him did not make him dizzy.

"You're too stiff, your smile is too expensive, your appearance until now is not well taken care of. I was forced to walk with you because you were my boss" Firans said intentionally, wanting to see the reaction of his best friend after hearing his words.

"Didn't I have been like this for a long time, and Megan likes me" Dirga said.

"Monaliza isn't Megan Dirga, that's all you have to remember. They're two different people" Firans said, turning his face to Dirga, who was holding the wheel next to him.

"Megan did chase you from our school first, even she can act like a thug to keep you, the cold guy who is her type. But Monaliza doesn't, she's the opposite of Megan despite her mirif face" Firans said.

Inwardly, Dirga confirmed what his assistant had said.

"Do you still think that Monaliza is Megan?" tanya Firans.

"No," said Dirga briefly.

"good. Did you like him, or maybe love him?" firans Cecar.

"What kind of question is that? You're my assistant at the Firans Company, not an assistant for my personal matters" Dirga said, not liking such questions.

"Then why do you tell me and often ask for my solution, hhh," said Firans began to get upset.

"Pardon me" said Dirga.

"I don't know if I like that woman or not. I don't want my son who he contains displaced, that's all," said Dirga flat.

"Hhh, the child conceived by Monaliza is not likely to be abandoned by Dirga. Leon was a very rich lover, he was even richer than you," Dirga immediately glanced at Firans, when he heard the words of his assistant.

"I'm sorry, but I don't want to compare you to that sweet guy. To be honest he's more attractive than you, Dirga, he's also very young and almost the same age as Monaliza." Firans said intentionally.

"Continue comparing Firans, or I won't pay your salary at the end of this month" Dirga wrote.

"I expected you to talk like that" Firans said without looking at Dirga.

"Just keep your cool attitude, Dirga, just keep your hair and your hair down until you look like a woman,"

"You know? Monaliza would not be interested in such a man. Don't blame Monaliza, if she's going to choose Leon to be the father of the baby in the womb,"

Kriiiiickk!

"Dirga! You're nothing'an hell!" said Firans was shocked because Dirga suddenly stepped on the brakes, even though there was no car or anything in front of their car.

"Never talk like that again Firans. The fetus in Monaliza's womb, my son, my flesh and blood, you understand!" jerk Dirga with a look of nyalang at his assistant who sat next to his wheel. Firans was silent, he didn't dare to speak anymore, he knew Dirga was really mad at him.

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