LOVE THE RECEPTIONIST

8. The Others Fake

"Sir Firans, you are very good at choosing an SPG," praised the showroom head with a big smile, while looking at the sales list that day more than usual.

"If it's a problem, I'm an expert, Mr. Handika," Firans said, praising himself with a big smile.

"Newly a day, your SPG sales are dozens of units," added the head of the showroom again still with a big smile

"I don't mind if tomorrow Monaliza comes back here" the showroom chief said expectantly.

"I think it depends on our CEO Mr. Handika," said Firans as he glanced at Dirga sitting next to him.

Dirga who was mentioned did not give any response, he seemed busy checking the incoming email ketabletnya.

"Sir Firans, it looks like the face of SPG named Monaliza is similar to the late-mother Megan" the showroom chief said, easing her speech at the end of her sentence, he glanced for a moment at Dirga who was still very busy with the tablet in front of him.

"There's only one Megan in the world, another fake!" said Dirga ketus, making Firans and Handika look at each other. Both did not expect, it turns out their CEO was still listening to their chat even though he was busy with his work.

"I'm sorry, Dirga, I didn't mean anything" Handika said, feeling uncomfortable, as she saw Dirga standing up from her seat.

"Eum," Dirga just muttered. From his flat face, it can be seen if he really does not like anyone who touches a little about anything about his late fiance.

"I think for today it's good enough Mr. Handika. I hope tomorrow's sales can increase even more" said Dirga.

"Okay sir" said Handika, he also stood up.

"Remember, we only sell stock units in our warehouse, Handika sir," added Dirga again.

"Alright sir, we are ready to market the units that are ready only," said Handika with a voice.

"Good," said Dirga.

"Firans, are you still here or coming home with me?" dirga asked, he turned his eyes to his assistant and best friend.

"Of course I'm going home, there's no way I'm staying here?" Firans said, taking his briefcase.

"Sir Handika, we'll excuse you first, if your work is done, you can also go home," said Firans, then rushed after Dirga who had preceded him out of Handika's workspace.

"Thank you Mr. Firans" Handika said. His feelings were still uncomfortable for Dirga, his CEO, although accidentally, he had offended his superiors who had just tried to rise from their pain.

After they disappeared from his sight, Handika immediately cleared up some of his unfinished work before he returned home.

"Where are you going Firans?" dirga asked, when she saw Firans walking towards the showroom exhibition.

"Have you forgotten that I'm here with Monaliza?" firans said, he paused for a moment, and turned to face the CEO.

"I'll take him home. Have you changed your mind now, and want to join us?" god Firans.

"No, I better go home alone now." said Dirga flat, he then stepped back to the elevator which was not far from where they stood.

Before the elevator closed, Dirga had seen the shadow of Monaliza who was talking to Firans who had just come to him.

"You are indeed similar" said Dirga, looking at the screen of his flaming phone, which he put into the air right in front of his face, so that he could see simultaneously, the shadow of Monaliza and Megan on her phone screen.

That grief, back at him. Almost a month ago, Megan left him for good. Leaving behind his dreams and hopes that could never be realized.

"Megan? Why Megan? Why were you so stubborn back then?" Without feeling, Dirga rumbled to the floor of the elevator while rummaging through her hair that grew thick with roughness.

"When did you listen to me? You must still be by my side right now Megan?" Dirga continued to monologue alone by regretting the decision that had been taken by his late fiancee.

Ting! The keg!

Elevator opens on the ground floor. A young man rushed into the elevator to climb up.

"Thank you, I'm fine" said Dirga. He then passed away.

"Sir! Sir! Wait!" call the young man again. He immediately picked up a cell phone on the elevator floor and ran out of the elevator looking for Dirga who had disappeared somewhere.

*

"Monaliza!" call Firans while approaching Monaliza.

"Yes, Mr. Firans" said Monaliza, turning to Firans who walked towards her.

"You done yet?" ask Firans again.

"A little more Mr. Firans," Monaliza resumed her work which was delayed.

Firans was sitting right in front of Monaliza's desk, watching the girl seriously writing on paper.

Firans glanced at the watch in his hand that had shown at 7 pm, the showroom atmosphere seemed quiet, because the SPG on duty during the day had returned, and SPG will continue on duty at night.

"Sir Firans, these are the names of consumers who plan to buy a car" said Monaliza, while presenting a note that he just wrote to Firans.

"Didn't you give the tape to the showroom chief?" said Firans who took the time to meet with the SPGs this afternoon.

"True Mr. Firans, this is an additional record of new consumers, so I gave it to Mr. Firans only" Monaliza explained.

Firans received the paper that Monalisa had proffered, he noticed it for a moment and then put it in his briefcase.

"I'll buy you dinner" said Firans.

"Thank you Mr. Firans, but I'm in a hurry" Monaliza said.

"I don't accept rejection, just think of it as my thanks, because you're willing to recruit me to SPG a day here." Firans tried to get Monaliza to accept her dinner invitation.

"But I have an appointment with a friend sir," Monaliza still tried to give reasons for her refusal, while arranging some of her brochures that had been given by the operational manager to her while in the office, and put it in his briefcase.

"And I also won't let you go before you fill your stomach, because you're here with me" Firans insisted.

Monaliza seemed hesitant for a moment, she looked at the face of Firans who was also staring at her. "But what if my friend gets here later?" monaliza said doubtfully.

"Take your friend to dinner with us, that's fine" Firans said lightly.

Monaliza followed Firans to one of the restaurants around the car showroom owned by the company Surya Automotive in the mall.

The two sat at one of the empty tables waiting for their dinner orders that had not yet arrived.

Dritts. Dritts.

Monaliza immediately grabbed her phone from inside her briefcase, when she saw who made the call to her, she stared briefly at Firans as if asking for approval.

Firans who seemed to understand the meaning of Monaliza nodded her head so that the girl in front of her could lift her phone.

"Hallo Leon," welcome Monaliza.

"Where are you? I didn't find you in the showroom, Sepi,-" said the voice of the man from the phone.

"Walk north, there's a restaurant there, come in. I'm waiting for you there" said Monaliza explaining where she was.

"All right," said the man briefly. Then he hung up the phone.