LOVE THE RECEPTIONIST

65. Meet the Han Family

Monaliza entered with Dirga, at a glance she noticed the luxurious VIP room. A man and a woman were sitting behind their backs at the entrance staring at the screen of the tablet that was displaying something on the table. It seems that they are a couple, inner Monaliza.

"Good night Papa, Mama," Dirga said as she hugged and kissed the left and right cheeks of the two middle-aged parents who looked energetic.

Monaliza who was walking behind Dirga stopped her steps back near the door, and only noticed the familiarity that Dirga displayed with the two parents like her own parents.

Judging from the appearance of the two parents, the way they dress, the way they communicate with Dirga, Monaliza can judge that they are not ordinary people with low social status like her.

Worry again enveloped his heart, he felt worried that he was not accepted by the two parents, especially Dirga looked very familiar and called them the same as his own parents, it's possible they're Dirga's closest family or his uncles and aunts, Monaliza thought, she felt traumatized meeting upper-class people like them.

His presence here tonight again reminded Monaliza of the incident where he had received insults from Leon's mother some time ago, the memory finally made him feel unsettled.

"You're Dirga yourself? Where's the woman you want to introduce us to?" asked the middle-aged woman, looking left and right.

"Monaliza, come here!" call Dirga to Monaliza who is standing not far from the entrance. He did not know that Monaliza was actually very nervous.

The middle-aged man and woman immediately turned their heads, their eyes colliding with the figure of Monaliza made the two old men involuntarily turn their bodies and exit the seat area.

"This is impossible, " muttered the middle-aged woman in a trembling voice, she looked at the middle-aged man beside her with quivering lips. "Could there be such a similar human being born from a different womb?" mumbling again. The middle-aged man only returned his wife's gaze with an equally unreliable look, but not a single word came out of his lips to answer his wife's words.

"Greetings Mr and Madam, I am Monaliza," said Monaliza with her gesture of chauffeur while cupping her hands in front of her chest, while continuing to calm herself so as not to look nervous. He also did not know what to say hello, because Dirga did not say anything to him about who they would meet.

The middle-aged woman slowly moved her legs closer to Monaliza who was reviewing her thin smile, looking at every part on the young lady's face in front of her, then down to his arm and back to his face with a look of disbelief. Monaliza who received such treatment increasingly felt nervous.

"What's your name, son?" asked the middle-aged woman again, as if forgetting that Monaliza had introduced herself earlier. His voice sounded soft and shady like a well, making Monaliza flabbergasted in her heart to hear it, her nervousness instantly evaporated.

Dirga and the middle-aged man standing side by side glanced at each other then came back to notice Monaliza and the middle-aged woman who were interacting with each other.

"I'm Monaliza Madam" said Monaliza still with gesture body that is still polite and still smiling. In his heart, he felt that the middle-aged woman was behaving the same way as the servants he had met down there when he saw her, but he still did not know what caused them to behave that way.

"Monaliza? Do you have another name? Like Megan? And who are your parents? Where do they live? Are you an only child?" the middle-aged woman's fawning with her back-to-back questions made Monaliza pause for a moment as she was still confused by the middle-aged woman's attitude.

Monaliza's memory instantly remembered something, Dirga her boss had a fiancee named Megan, just like the name mentioned by the middle-aged woman.

Maybe the two middle-aged parents were Megan's parents, she thought to herself. Because of the middle-aged woman's face, Monaliza saw a resemblance to the face of the late Dirga fiance who often came to visit their company to meet Dirga at that time.

"I'm sorry" the middle-aged woman told Monaliza after hearing the middle-aged man's words.

"No problem Madam" said Monaliza again smiling. "Home, I'm called Mona. My father is gone, so I live with my mother and my four young sisters" said Monaliza answering the middle-aged woman's questions in one short sentence with a smile.

"Oh, I'm sorry, we're so sorry for your father's passing, son," said the middle-aged woman.

"thank you. It's okay Madam" said Monaliza while commenting on the thin smile at the end of her lips.

"I am Han's mother and this is my husband, Mr. Han," said the middle-aged woman, who identified herself as she touched the arm of her husband standing next to her.

"We are both parents of the late Megan, son of Dirga's fiancee." continued Han's mother gave her warm smile.

"Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you and the Madam here. It is fitting that the face of Madam is very similar to the late Miss Megan, I did have a few times to see her when visiting the Automotive Solar Company," said Monaliza staring at the friendly look of Han's mother.

"No need to be so formal, just call me Mama, and my husband Papa, aren't you guys getting married soon?" revealing Han's mother made Monaliza look at Dirga. Dirga who was stared at only showed his flat facial expression.

"If Dirga's son is not with our late daughter anymore, but we already consider him our own son" Han's mother added.

"May I hug you Son Mona?" mother Han asked for permission with a look of longing emanating from her eyes.

"Yes, Madam." Both of Han's mother's hands immediately expanded and hugged Monaliza's body standing before her, "Not Madam, but call Mama," shrieked Han's mother as she closed her eyes as if she found her long-gone daughter.

Monaliza also gave her warm embrace when she felt like Han's mother was getting closer to her. At this moment his heart felt very relieved, it turned out that what he was worried about did not happen. He was right, it turns out they are good people, he said.

Monaliza immediately averted her gaze, as her eyes unintentionally sat with Dirga's pair of eyes looking at her in a different way than usual.

After feeling quite satisfied hugging, Han's mother finally loosened her embrace while looking at Monaliza's face.

"It seems like tonight Mama wants us to eat the results of Mama's own hands, how Dirga, Papa? Do you not mind?" asked Han's mother to look at the two men from different generations who were looking at her when their names were called.

"Of course don't mind Ma" Dirga and Mr. Han said almost simultaneously.