Not the Son of the Prostitute

Slander From Kania

"Hey, what are you doing! Jeez ...!" Haidar screamed in surprise when the juice Mutia was supposed to put on the table was now even watering the suit she was wearing. Likewise Mutia, the girl immediately wavered when she realized the mistake she had just made.

"Ma ... Pardon me! I didn't mean it!" The girl grabbed a quick tissue and then helped clean the clothes belonging to Haidar who was dirty due to his actions.

"No need!" Haidar brushed off the girl's hand that had touched his body. I can clean it myself.

"Gosh, what's going on? Why am I ...?" The man whispered softly. He unconsciously pulled the corner of his own lips.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it."

"You are so outrageous! Why do you dream at work!"

"What are you really thinking? Look, my clothes got dirty, right?" blow the man. Though one hour more there is an appointment with the client, but Haidar even made a hassle because he had to change his clothes first.

"I'm sorry!" Mutia even spoke up as if the incident was not her fault. Rasayn! said the girl in my heart. Suddenly Mutia's gaze was seized there, towards the two people who almost passed nearby.

"We'll just eat here, will we?" said the young girl who had been struggling in the hands of a man.

"Wouldn't you find somewhere else?" haggle over that man.

"Here is. Closer." The girl is seen pulling the man's hand and forcing him to step inside.

"Hey, you work here?" said the new girl. Their views meet. Kania looked increasingly tightened his hand grip on Joseph as if he was showing off his affection for the girl in front of him.

Mutia rolled both her eyes lazily. What else do you want to do? he said in his heart. Not enough to rob all my happiness–! You think I'm jealous? Cih, just take it if you want.

"Yes, why?" mutia replied not caring.

"Want, village!" Kania smiled sinisterly looking towards Mutia's appearance.

"Kania, you know, we should eat soon and then go back to the office. We still have a lot of work to do." Yusuf tries to invite Kania to no longer disturb Mutia. He just could not bear to see Mutia constantly humiliated.

"Why? Did Joseph have pity to see him?" point at Kania right in front of Mutia's face. "For so long Joseph was just a pity, right?" Kania is getting more motivating.

"Kania, no!" Joseph pulled the girl's hand away immediately. Looking for an empty table, Yusuf invites Kania to sit down and order what the girl wants.

As far as they left, Mutia could only take a deep breath. He tried to be patient and did not reply to anything Kania said.

While Haidar who did not understand anything could only stare at the change in Mutia's face when faced with the two restaurant guests earlier.

"Hey, who are they?" ask Haidar curiously.

"It's none of your business!" Mutia walked quickly leaving Haidar who was still covered by curiosity. The girl resumed her work again and chose to forget the incident she had just experienced.

But, a few minutes later. When it was her turn to deliver the food order, Mutia was upset because Kania tried to humiliate her again. The girl refused and scolded him deliberately in front of the guests who were eating at the restaurant

"Kania, what are you doing?" Yusuf was surprised not to play to see Kania who deliberately poured drinks that he ordered himself. The girl was angry and admitted that the order delivered to her desk was wrong.

"You ....!" Mutia could only endure being annoyed when the fruit juice had to hit her uniform.

"You can work no! Why is my order all wrong!" kania shouted until her voice invited the attention of other guests. The atmosphere of the restaurant changed. All the people's gazes turned to look at the beautiful girl who was cursing at one of the waiters in the restaurant.

"I'm sorry .. Isn't that food what you ordered?" If not at work, maybe Mutia would have immediately grabbed or reciprocated the treatment of the girl. But, Mutia realized she still needed this job. So, he couldn't possibly make a fuss that would end up harming himself.

"Just apologize, Mutia, apologize. Later Kania will be tired and then leave." The girl whispered trying to calm herself.

"But this is all wrong! Why would a restaurant this big have a waiter who is not this smart!" Kania was still shouting, until her voice reached the back room there.

"Sorry, what's going on?" Hendrik came from behind because he heard a noise. The man tried to apologize for the inconvenience at his restaurant.

"Sorry, Miss, we'll replace your food order with a new one."

"Sorry ...? You think I have a lot of time to wait for more food?" answer Kania very loudly. It seems like Kania was deliberately in order for Mutia to get a reprimand from her superior.

"But I'm not wrong, sir! I just delivered what he ordered!" Mutia tried to defend herself. It's like it's the truth. He only brought what the girl had ordered.

"Where's evidence?"

Mutia shook her head in disbelief. Does he have to go back and take the note of his order?

"In the meantime, sir, I'm going to ...."

"Udah, enough, Mutia!" Hendrik spoke a little sternly. Of course as a restaurant manager he will prioritize guest comfort compared to hearing the reasons of his own employees.

"But, Sir?"

"Enough, Mutia! Now finish this food and replace it with a new one!" hendrik said once again very firmly. Even the man did not give Mutia a chance to explain.

"Once again pardon my servant, Miss. Your order will come soon.

The girl in front there smiled satisfied to see Mutia again not getting a defense from anyone. He deliberately, Kania did deliberately want to destroy Mutia's life.

"Okay, sir, I'm sorry!" Mutia hurriedly left without obeying the last order of her superior. No matter if after this he will be fired from his job. Mutia ran back, went into the bathroom and spilled all her frustration in there.

The gurgling sound of water gushing profusely from the faucet was clearly heard as Hendrik also followed the girl's pace. Hendrik felt very guilty for accidentally snapping Mutia blatantly in front of the restaurant guests.

"Muile ...! Open door!" pinta Hendrik from outside the bathroom. Mutia herself did not care. He was still crying over his always unlucky fate.