Marrying the Father of My Foster Son
Fired

"Mama and Papa miss you a lot too, dear. You don't know, yeah, how did mom worry so much about you being abroad? Almost every day mama was pensive, thinking about my beautiful and adorable beloved. Mama's not focused on the streets because it keeps your mind," Queensha said honestly. There was not a second for Queensha without thinking about her beloved son. Aurora's face and smile always crossed her mind.

"What your mother said is right, son. Yesterday morning your mother wanted to call Grandma Rumi, asking if you were okay. Mama Queensha's feelings were not calm because she had to leave you for a few days" Ghani chimed in, confirming Queensha's words.

"really? Does that mean your mom loves me so much?" The innocent face asked both of his parents. Everyone who was laughing heard it.

Gently Queensha replied, "Of course. You're a mama's boy, but maybe not my dear mama. Mama has been fighting for your life so it's impossible not to love you. You are the jewel of my mother and father's heart. Here, hug mom!" Without being asked for a second time, Aurora obeyed her mother's orders.

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“Sit!”

The firm-pitched order from the owner of the restaurant where he worked during this time became the first greeting for Puji who had just set foot in a special room located on the top floor.

Without waiting to be ordered twice, Puji rushed to occupy an empty seat not far from where he stood. Sitting restlessly there while squeezing his hands which had now been sweating coldly.

During his time as an executive staff under the direct supervision of Rama, Puji almost never met face to face with the number one person in the restaurant where he worked because there was always Rama who became a liaison. So when he heard that he was told to face the restaurant owner, Puji's premonition began to feel bad.

'What is this?' ask Praise to himself.

“I heard yesterday there was an unpleasant incident experienced by a customer,” said Mr. Umar, starting talks. His tone does sound relaxed, far from judgmental. However, not with his sharp gaze which is now directed at Praise.

Offended about the commotion some time ago, Puji could only close his eyes for a moment. He had expected that sooner or later this would happen. It's just that he didn't expect that this soon the matter between himself and Queensha reached the ears of the restaurant owner.

It is only fitting since the morning Lulu continues to look for because it is testing patience Praise which is as thin as a tissue. Starting from not heeding the orders of Puji to blatantly always allude to the commotion yesterday that occurred between him and Queensha with other staff without fear, even though the position of Praise is much higher than them. It turned out secretly, Rama had complained yesterday's commotion to Mr. Umar.

Damn indeed. No Queensha or Lulu, they're the same. Both sucks and makes him shit.

“Praise, you've been working here how long?”

Pak Umar's question managed to resuscitate Puji from the commotion of his own head.

“It's been quite a while, hasn't it?”

“Sorry, sir," said Praise with her head lowered. Slightly regretting what he did yesterday that the girl admitted was a little outrageous. But if you can defend yourself, yesterday was not entirely his fault. Queensha also took part. So why was he called by Mr Umar?

A few moments later from where he sat, could Praise to hear a long breath from Mr. Umar. When the girl ventured to raise her face, she could see that she had resuscitated her body in the chair while folding both hands in front of her chest.

“You know, besides Rama, you're one of my confidants here. However, why are you even making trouble at the restaurant I've been running for so long, hem?"

That is what I most regret. It took a long time for him to be in the position now, which initially only as an ordinary servant became a confidant of Mr. Umar. However, all had to run aground just because of Queensha.

“I'm really sorry, sir. Please, give me one more chance. I promise I won't repeat it again and improve my attitude." Praise and plead with the restaurant owner while trying to get rid of his mind who just kept shouting if the mistake was not entirely because of him.

“But you realize not that your mistake yesterday was fatal enough?” Glance Praise at a glance, then back said, “You are angry not clear to our customers. Remember, Ji, Queensha is no longer an employee here. Queensha has resigned and that means when he comes here then his status is the same as other customers, you must serve well."

"Then have you apologized to him?"

“So not?” ask the restaurant owner again for his silence.

“After this I promise I will apologize soon, Sir!” tell the girl quickly.

However, when he heard the words Praise just now, Mr. Umar actually shook his hands briefly. “Already. Forgetit. There's no point in you apologizing now. Especially if you are not really sincere to do it.”

“But, Sir, I-"

“Shut! I no longer want to hear your words. Sorry, Praise. From tomorrow you don't have to come here anymore. You're fired!" said Mr. Umar to the point.

“Loh, really, sir. I'm-"

As if he could guess everything in Puji's mind right now, Mr. Umar shook his head slowly. Didn't intend to hear Puji's explanation further. The man did not even give the girl in front of him a chance to defend himself by deliberately cutting off the words of Praise. “I don't want something like yesterday to happen again. Not only embarrassing, but also not very damaging to the good image of this restaurant. Moreover, until imitated by other employees, the business pioneered for dozens knows it can be destroyed and it's all because of you."

“Pak-"

“This is also not the first time you do it, right?” cut off Mr. Umar. “A long before the incident yesterday, I have often received reports from other employees if you abuse the position you have to be arbitrary with other employees. Angry is unclear, and less professional in working.”

“Pak, about that I can explain.“

“What do you want to explain? I've been quiet all this time, to give you a chance and prove what other employees are saying. Then yesterday's incident was the peak of my patience so far.” The blaster-faced man looked at Puji with an inexhaustible look. “I'm really disappointed with you.”

“This is all a misunderstanding, sir. Please trust me. They must have deliberately trapped me because they wanted—“

Mr. Umar who began to lose patience saw Puji who continued to tickle pounding the table. Instead of feeling guilty and regretting all his bad deeds, the girl continued to look for scapegoats to justify what she had done, even by daring to defame other employees just to look right. Ck, what a sickening.

“Can you stop blaming others?”

“No one's trying to blame anyone else, sir. I'm just trying—“

“Self-defend?” cut Mr. Manager on target. “Free, Praise. At any time I will not change my decision. Your mistakes are too fatal to forgive. If you're just getting angry at other employees just because you feel your position is much higher than theirs, I might still be able to give you a chance to improve. But humiliate a customer in public?” Again the middle-aged man shook his head slowly while looking at Puji with a difficult to interpret gaze. “That error has really gone beyond what can be tolerated.”

“But I do it only on Queensha, sir. Not another customer,” said Puji still trying to defend himself.

“Then do you think just because he is your former subordinate then your attitude can be justified?”

“Pak-" Praise whining like a child.

“Forgot that day he came as a guest not to work?”

“I—“

“Out!” banish sir Umar emotion. The calm face that the man had been displaying immediately vanished unceremoniously. A sign that his patience in facing Praise is completely exhausted. “If you do have a brain, before mixing personal affairs with work, you have thought about the consequences. So now you better go and never set foot in this place again because I don't want to hire an employee like you! Your severance pay for a month will be sent to your account immediately."

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