The Poor Girl Owns the CEO

Treated unfairly

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"You see it's Danu. It is only fitting that from earlier knocking on the door, he did not answer. This kid always makes you anxious!" dumel Noval stroked Layla's head, but his gaze turned to Danu.

"What's going on here?" layla asked with a sharp look at Danu.

"Laila! Keep your talk! Danu's your future husband, isn't that Danu's son?" Noval asks Danu to justify his words.

"Sorry, I have to go back to the office. There's still work to be done." said Danu, who did not respond to Noval's question.

"Well if that, laen kali can you ask for help to bring Layla to school? Om is still not calm, afraid that his stepfather will take Layla away" Noval said with a worried look at Layla.

"Dad!"

Danu stared lazily at the two, don't drama here! This family is full of drama.

"Yes yes! Don't you want to take Danu to the front, baby? You used to tail behind Danu!" Noval sniffed Layla's nose.

"Layla forgot yah, after all it was, Layla where remember!" layla said ignoring Danu.

Danu snorted, you think, you doang who did not want! I also don't want to, kali!

"I say yes to you! It's not good to be on Feli's phone! There must be something important about the office!" Danu.

"Oh yes, let's take you to the front." Noval wanders out of Layla's room with Danu.

Layla frowned, looking at Danu's big back, cool anyway, but for what if the face of the plate is like, judes again, it's no good that guy.

Layla got off her bed, stood on the balcony, watching Danu at the bottom.

"Well, when she was my husband, I was still in school. Dad jokingly likes to ngadi ngadi." muttered Layla.

"You don't like that kid, La!" ask Sifanye who is already standing behind Layla.

Layla turned to Sifanye, then focused on Danu who was now in her car. The car he was driving left Noval's house.

"Mama? No, Layla has not thought of marriage. Layla is still thinking about school, Layla wants to quickly graduate school can continue to work, happy mom, dad, mom, dad, Lulu and Dea" Layla said sincerely.

Sifanye said and looked at Layla cynically. "Joy mama, if you leave this house! You and Tati are the same, just as ignorant! Always making your dad's shit!"

Layla said with dewy eyes, her lips twitching. "Layla doesn't want to be in this house either, mah! Do you think Layla is happy to see mom and dad always fighting because of Layla? Layla didn't ask to be born, but why do you and your mother and father make Layla exist in this world? Can you ask mom and dad?"

Sifanye stared angrily at Layla, his right hand in the air. "You dare to answer my mother's words! Mama--"

Noval's voice echoed in Layla's doorstep. "Enough mah!"

Sifanye turned his head, looking at Noval who stepped in to approach the two. He said with a stammer.

"A-dad? A-well from when is here? A-anu, mama wants---"

Noval raised her right hand, asking Sifanye to be quiet. "I don't want to hear your excuses, mah!"

Sifanye stomped his feet, then walked outside leaving Noval and Layla. "Dad and son, same! Trouble!"

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As time rolled on, Layla's day at Noval's house grew heavier, without a single Noval. Sifanye handed over the art assignment to Layla, which he did after school.

"Quick you clean, Layla! You don't want to see there's still dust in every urn, it's more expensive than you!" sifanye Scratch.

Sifanye pointed at the corner of the room with his finger, "That's it, don't forget you mop! The floor is dirty! Becus, you're not making a housewash!" sifanye grumbled as Layla mopped the floor.

"Laila! Why are you sleeping here! Cook quickly, I'll be home soon! Cook well, watch out if the shampoo doesn't taste good! Mama cut your pocket money!" snapped Sifanye with glaring eyes, finding the exhausted Layla even asleep by sitting leaning against the wall behind the garden.

Layla rubbed her two eyes, then got up, "Sorry, Layla is tired, can Layla take a break? Layla promised, before dad gets home. Cooking will be served on the dining table."

Crackling.

Sifanye's big hand landed on Layla's arm hard, leaving a trace, lucky that the sleeve used by Layla was long sleeves, so it was not visible to the eye.

"How dare you argue, Mom? Quickly work!" sifanye said with a voice rising by an octave.

"Come on Non, let me help you." said the art who now stands between the two, staring softly Layla, so cute my employer, the Madam has no feelings, basic Mistress has no feelings, mentang mentang Non Layla stepson, treated unfairly.

Sreek.

"Akkkhhh sick mah!" layla moans, with her hand holding her hair in the crest of Sifanye.

"I'm not asking you to help Layla, listen to all of you. Don't let any of you help Layla! If I don't want to fire you guys without pay and no severance! Understand you!" sifanye said firmly with eyes glaring at all the art that saw it.

Srui.

Sifanye threw Layla's body, lucky that there was a middle-aged art hand that caught her, making Layla not slammed onto the floor.

"Non is okay?" ask her with worry.

"What's wrong!" exclamation Layla.

"No drama ka, Lulu laper nih.. want to eat spicy fried instant noodles, make dong ka! Must be good, beware that it's not good!" said Lulu by sitting in a chair in the kitchen.

"You heard it was Layla, cepet. Only then did you make dinner for all of us! Before you go home, it should be done!" tell Sifanye by stroking Lulu's back.

Lulu grinned, I'm usilin ah, I make kaka Layla continue in angerin mama.

"Let the mbok that made ya Non, must be the cuisine of the mbok delicious." said the mbok friendly.

"You want me to fire, mbok? Just worked here already belagu you yes! Want to fight me you?" sifanye said with murderous eyes.

Layla shakes her head at the mbok.

Layla cooks instant noodles for Lulu while cooking side dishes for all of them, with Lulu keeping her eye on Layla like a foreman watching her underneath. Sifanye immediately returned to his room, busying himself in his private room with Noval.

The mbok and some other art were asked to return to their room, no one could help Layla.

Layla wiped away the sweat that soaked her forehead. "Living a little longer, I can rest, keep clean, while waiting for my father to come home." Layla murmured.

Lulu pursed her lips, this instant noodle why so delicious gini yes! Say if directly at work say not good, where this noodles make hungry, make me not want to stop for bribes again and keep bribing again.

Ting tong ting.

"Who is the bell? No way that's dad!" murmured Sifanye by looking at the clock on the wall.

Ting tong ting.

The doorbell sounds again.

"Let me open, bi!" Sifanye stopped the footsteps of the aunt who was about to open the door.

Ting tong ting.

So many times, the house bell rang.

There is still half an hour from the hour of his office father, when he came home, bring very signed bell mulu.

Chequek.

"Hi darling! Why did you open the door for so long?" noval asked as Sifanye emerged from behind the door.

"A-dad? A- dad's home yet? How come the tumben do not tell you if you want to go home quickly?" lick Sifanye stammered, kissing the back of Noval's right hand, trying to shake off her nervousness.

"Surprise for mama, where are Layla and Lulu, mah?" ask Noval.

A car stopped in the back of Noval's car. The passengers opened the front and rear doors of the car.

"Who is that, Dad?" sifanye asked, probing into a car he had never seen before.

Prangs.

From the direction of the kitchen, the sound of broken dishes was heard. Making Noval and Sifanye turn towards the inside of the house.

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