LOVE THE RECEPTIONIST
80. Leon's Apartment
Monaliza waved her hand, as her mother-in-law's car that delivered her mother and sisters moved following Mr. Han's car and his wife who walked first to leave their new home.
"Huffcs!" With one nimble move, Dirga managed to lift Monaliza back into her arms.
"Sir Dirga, don't be like this, ashamed to be seen by people" said Monaliza with a face that looked up, looking at the mang Rido and his wife who were near them. Even though there was no one, Monaliza still felt embarrassed, with their position as it is now, of course, making her heart continue to beat uncharacteristically. Hah, your hobby is carrying a mulu ya Dirga.😊
"I won't let you see her walk again on her own before your feet are completely healed" Dirga said.
"Bi Nia, please take us to the room," Dirga's request to Nia's aunt.
"Good Den. Come, follow me, "aunty Nia hurried to take a step first followed by Dirga behind him. While Mang Ridho saw his master and smiled to himself considering his youth that was no less sweet in his era.
"Young people are so, still energetic, if I'm carrying Nia like den Dirga, can-can be gout a month," the gum grinned itself and then returned to his busy work tidying up the branches of flowers that had been delayed.
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Leon walks into his apartment in shaky steps. Plunge his body into the guest's couch. Her eyes were flushed, since one night before her wedding day, she was unable to sleep until that afternoon.
His heart was too broken at the thought of Monaliza already belonging to another man, as well as her already belonging to the demonic woman.
Leon got back up, walked towards the freezer, picked up a few bottles of alcoholic beverages from there.
He sat in his bar, pouring a sparkling red drink in the light, into his glass. Without waiting for a long time, he started chugging glass after glass until the bottle was empty.
Leon opened the bottle, poured it back into the glass and re-chipped it. So he spent up to several bottles, his stomach felt full and wanted to spit out everything he had been drinking.
Those eyes, not yet want to sleepy, let alone closed. Leon tries to make himself drunk by the alcohol content in his drink. Even for a moment, he wanted to forget the bitterness of life that was now happening to him.
Amidst the silence in his apartment, Leon heard someone enter his apartment unit, the sound of high heels climbing the floor of his apartment was heard coming closer.
"Leon!" there was a voice of a woman who was very familiar to him shouting his name so loud, making his dizzy head grow dizzy.
Leon had guessed, who came it must be his mother, because only the old woman only had access to the apartment unit besides herself. He did not answer, he deliberately heed his ears because of the pain of his heart caused by his mother.
"Where did you say it?! From last night until this afternoon you left your wife alone in your hotel room!" his anger returned.
Leon was still speechless, his face smelling his bar table, his mother's booming voice was familiar to him.
Although Leon's condition looked sad, Madame Gamsonrich did not think much about it. Leon's disappearance since last night alone, has made him rise in blood because he heard the whining of his son-in-law and the nagging of his two made that did not stop like a broken radio.
"It! What's this! why did you drink this much Leon!" mrs Gamsonrich grew angrier when her gaze saw empty bottles falling apart on her son's bar table.
"It is no problem to die in vain, than to live in vain, prolong my life, only to make me suffer more. Why don't I just die during that time of disgrace" Leon said desperately.
"Why Ma? Why did Mama make me suffer? I felt like I wasn't Mama's only child" Leon looked at his mother, his eyes reflecting the great destruction of his heart.
Lady Gansonrich looked at her son. His youngest son, who always obeyed what he said all along, never once denied it, except his relationship with Monaliza, a beautiful model who was hated by him because of his poverty.
"Leon, why do you say that to Mama? You are Mama's biological child, Mama's favorite child," said the woman dressed elegantly felt a sudden sadness in her heart when she heard her son's words.
"But Mama's attitude does not show that I am Mama's favorite child. Mama's words are inversely proportional to what Mama did to me" lamented Leon. He came down from his high chair which was almost one hundred and thirty inches.
He staggered into his room and took off his shirt without unbuttoning it, until all the buttons of his shirt fell out on the floor. Leon threw the shirt over his mother's face which he passed.
Mrs Gamsonrich remained standing in her place while receiving her son's brazen treatment. He knew Leon was acting that way because he was losing half his sanity by the alcohol that got him drunk.
Brakk!
The sound of Leon's room door slamming loudly.
Mrs Gamsonrich grabbed Leon's shirt stuck to his face. He immediately covered his nose with his two fingers, when an unpleasant aroma was smelled from the shirt that Leon had tampered with.
"The boy, never was he this smelly," said Gamsonrich.
Leon does not remember the shower for a few days, the pain of losing Monaliza who he loved for several years makes him forget himself who needs to be treated.
Mrs Gamsonrich grabbed her phone that was ringing. He immediately shifted the green button when he saw his daughter-in-law who was calling.
"Hallo dear," said Gamsonrich as warmly and tenderly as possible.
"Where did aunt Leon meet?" nadya asked impatiently with her anxious voice.
"Dear, don't worry. You're here now, Leon's in his apartment" said Gamsonrich again.
"Good aunt. Take care of Leon for me, don't let him escape like last night" Nadya said in a commanding tone. Good manners? Of course, the rich girl was minimal good manners, because it was too spoiled by both parents. For his family, the main thing.
After the phone call was closed by her son-in-law, Gamsonrich immediately called the apartment manager, asking for a janitor to be sent, to clean up the mess in his son's apartment.
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Seriate....👉
