Mastenges

98. Job interview

"Ready sir, present" said Good, as he had just entered the Amoroso room.

"Please sit down" Amoroso invited Pak Bagus to sit right in front of him.

Nice pulling a chair in front of Amoroso. Then he sat down in that chair.

"Look, Mr. Good, I'm receiving skewed gossip about me and my family."

Nicely stunned, he looked at Amoroso with a clueless look.

"Sorry sir, what's the gossip?" Good Ask.

"Overnight, my wife just received a call from her wife Mr. Nice. And she's crying,"

"Astaghfirullah sir, is that true?" Good Ask.

"Yes..."

"I'm sorry sir, if I may know, what gossip, sir? Let me educate my wife," Nice face began to look anxious.

"About what rumors, you can ask your father's wife directly. It's just, I'd like to meet my dad's wife tonight at seven in my house,"

Good pensive, he really felt afraid, if his wife caused problems that made his career threatened.

"But sir, earlier I apologized profusely for my wife's indecency."

"It's okay, I know your wife just told my wife. It's really good. It's just, I need testimony from your father's wife, who started the spreader of gossip." Amoroso.

Good to take a long breath. He looks a little relieved. Only, he still regretted the attitude of his wife who was rash to convey gossip to the wife of his own boss.

"Okay sir, I'll be here at seven o'clock in the evening,"

"I wait, please go back to my father's room" Amoroso said.

"Thank you sir" Good got up from his seat and saluted Amoroso. Amoroso only nodded and smiled faintly to Bagus.

After Bagus came out of his room, Amoroso was again lost in thought. He recalled his conversation with Erna last night about the Typhoon. He remembered what Erna said last night.

"Honestly, Typhoon is your son, if you're sure he's your son. But, it could be that he's not your son, if you really feel he's not your son. Why don't you find out for yourself by checking DNA tests? Don't be afraid, I'm also resigned. That's my honesty."

Erna's ambiguous answer made Amoroso even more curious. But, to avoid the rumors that fear is increasingly widespread, is the responsibility of him as a head of household and a person who has a high position.

Amoroso let out a long sigh and rubbed his face with a huff.

"Lord..." His complaint.

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"Bella Anastasya Susilo,"

"Yes me," Bella said, smiling kindly at a woman who would interview her in a room in a foreign company.

The woman with shoulder-length hair, wearing a deep purple blazer and a knee-length black skirt looked at Bella with a cynical look.

"You're not the son of Pongki Susilo?"

Bella was silent, as the woman asked about who she was.

"I'm sorry?" Bella scrunched her forehead and looked at the woman closely.

"Oh, so is it true that you're Pongki Susilo's son who was recently caught, for owning a drug factory?"

Bella swallowed her saliva and seemed to be holding back her emotions and embarrassment.

"Sorry ma'am, what a relationship he is, with my family problems. Didn't I come here for a job interview?" Ask Bella.

"Very influential, because how can you understand the workers if you yourself can't judge about your own parents."

Bella's chest felt tight, she inhaled a deep breath.

"I'm also not interested in joining a company that has employees with superficial thinking. Thank you" Bella said, seizing her job application file from the woman's hand. Then, he moved out of the room with wet eyes.

Everyone looked at Bella who came out with a look of a face that did not look okay. Instantly, he became the center of attention. While people who know him also began to gossip about who Bella.

Bella runs out of the office and tries to stop a taxi. However, none of the taxis stopped, because there were passengers inside. Desperately, Bella walks on the sidewalk without necessarily direction and purpose.

As hard as he hides his disappointment in this world, he is still a weak man. Bella sobbed, while the people who ran into her could only see the poor girl crying as she walked down the dusty pavement.

"Topan," he murmured. Bella almost grabbed her phone from her handbag, before she realized that Typhoon could not be disturbed today. Typhoon is following the promotion ceremony. Yes, the rank-up. It sounded very painful in Bella's heart. But how else? It was a task carried by the Typhoon. Is he worthy of protest? It's too late. If only he had known from the beginning, who the Typhoon was and what it meant to go into his house.

Bella stops her at a bus stop. Still sobbing, Bella wiped her tears that soaked her cheeks. Instantly, her beautiful face now looks dull due to invisible street dust.

Bella is down inside. He looked for the tissue he used to keep in his handbag. However, the tissue was never found. Bella just remembered, when the tissue was finished, a few days ago.

Bella was pensive, still with a tight chest, like a giant lump of rock. Because of her grief, Bella's hands look shaky holding back the mixed feelings.

Stranded at the stop, this was the first experience for Bella. How the world is like a spinning wheel. She used to be like a princess, now she is nobody. Even the vehicle does not have.

Ready not to be ready, this he must accept and he gets used to his new life. HE'S NOBODY. Who must be ready to accept the curse of maki, denigrated or not considered by anyone.

Drreett..! Dreeeeat!

Bella's phone rang. Immediately, he grabbed his phone and stared at the name on his phone screen.

Mommy.

Bella let out a long sigh, to calm herself down, before she received a call from Berta. Then, he exhaled slowly and wiped away the tears that had returned.

"Hello mami" Sapa Bella.

"Hello dear mami, how's the interview? Already?"

Bella was silent for a few seconds, then she tried to smile.

"It's mami,"

"Hows it? You accepted?"

"Hmmmm, not yet mam's sustenance,"

Berta...

"How's mam? Has Typhoon contacted mommy? We moved out today, right?" Bella asked with the end of her voice choked.

"So, he hasn't called. Maybe he's busy." Berta said with a flat tone of voice.

"Mam, everything's gonna be fine. Even though my sustenance is not here. I am determined to open my own practice. Or find a better place" Bella said.

"Yes, mommy believes."

"Yes, I'm going home. It's again waiting for a cab,"

"Yes, be careful."

"Yes mommy" Bella ended the call.

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Pensive in the family room. He stared at the pile of cardboard boxes and some suitcases containing clothes that he would bring to his parents' inheritance. That is the only treasure. Her parents' relics could not be confiscated, as it had existed long before her marriage to Pongki, and also it was a clear inheritance of her possessions.

Understand, in the future, Bella will be very difficult to get a job. The thing is, Pongki wasn't a random person before. Pongki is quite famous, as are himself and Bella. They include the richest people whose faces are often plastered on social media.

Caught her Pongki, is a heavy blow to Berta and Bella. It is the social anxiety that keeps them down. Although they did not jump in the world of Pongki. But they still feel the impact. Considered allied and supportive of Pongki. Without people out there understanding. Suppose Berta knew in advance about Pongki's business, perhaps Berta was the first person to oppose Pongki doing such an unworthy thing.

"Oh my God, it's okay if it's me and my husband who get this punishment. But if I can beg, don't be Bella. He is too innocent and knows nothing, O God. I beg ya.. Allah's..." Muttering Berta while crying bitterly.