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...1.1. Rumors are Circulating...

Elmeera POV

This afternoon I just left it…

I can't imagine anything bad happening to the people I love in this world. Having heard that he was rushed to the hospital for a heart attack, my world collapsed instantly.

No. I don't want to lose it. Imagining life without it is terrible.

He is the only one I have in this world when it comes to blood family. He was the encouragement of my life, and he always gave me his most comfortable hug when I was in a bad state though. And his smile is my happiness.

The thirteen-centimeter high heels I was wearing were not an obstacle for me to run down the hospital corridor from the main lobby to the Emergency Room.

Several times I hit other hospital visitors to get a curse. I don't care, I just want to get to the Emergency Room and find out how my mother, the woman who gave birth to me in this world, is.

My eyes looked at the middle-aged woman I often called Mbok Ira sitting pensively in front of the big door that read ‘Emergency Installation’.

Without waiting for a long time, I increased my running speed and immediately approached Ira.

“How's my Mama's condition, mbok? What the hell's going on? How did my mom get taken to the hospital? What was? Why?” I asked with a breath of breath.

Mbok Ira then looked at me grudgingly as I charged at him with many questions,

“Looks like earlier mother saw the news on social media non... continued to fall down from the sofa while holding her chest, mother was so surprised by the news read.”

The news? What news? I frowned and it seemed that Mbok Ira understood that I was asking him for an explanation.

“What non did not see the latest news on lambe ndomble account one hour ago?” Ask Mbok Ira.

I also shook my head. For me it is better I busy myself with something useful than looking at social media that I think does not provide meaningful benefits.

Social media is only used to read information about the business world. Why do I try to follow the lambe ndomble which contains rumors of thrill seekers to go viral?

Without saying a word, Mbok Ira opened his phone mama then thrust my phone to me because Mama's phone does not use a password. I immediately grabbed the box and thin object. My body felt limp for a moment while reading the words listed there.

“Elmeera Adiba, a businesswoman engaged in the delivery of goods turned out to be a same-sex enthusiast.”

“Beauty and Sexy? But same-sex enthusiasts! CEO KirAn.com caught on camera entering a hotel room with a woman initials GS who is a famous BU CI in the capital.”

“It should never be close to the opposite sex and do not want to get married at the age of 28 years, it turns out to be FEM is the main reason CEO Send Antar or commonly called KirAn.com.”

Ms Ci? A fem?

What the fuck? Why is there a piece of junk news like this when my name is being highlighted by the media because my company is supporting 5,000 orphans went viral a week ago.

This can't be allowed! Moreover, this news has made my mother have a heart attack and entered the hospital. I need to find out who's behind all this.

I immediately took my phone which was still stored in the bag after giving Mama's phone to Ira's mbok back. I need to get in touch with Ziraya, my best friend and personal assistant to help me take care of everything.

“Non... That's not true right? Non Elmeera normal right?” Mbok asked Ira to make my fingers that almost pressed the call icon on Ziraya stop.

“Mbok.. mbok don't believe in me?” I asked with a cold look at the housekeeper who has worked for Mama for more than 20 years.

“Bu.. not so non.” Ira was suddenly nervous.

“Then?” I asked full of search.

“Non Elmeera has been private even with Mother Sarah closed. So it's only natural that Sarah's mother believed the news and had a heart attack.” Mbok Ira replied with a bow.

I understand, why this brave Ira mbok said frontally to me who was notoriously cold, because Mbok Ira was a friend of Mama's confidant and all Mbok Ira's remarks were true, indeed, I am a closed person including my own family even though I can be warm and gentle with them.

Without saying a word, I also chose to sit in the waiting chair that was right in front of the IGD door where the doctor was handling Mama. And I realized, Mbok Ira kept looking at me with a wist.

The middle-aged woman was like someone wanted to be ignored but looked doubtful. I don't care, in my head right now is how to clear my name as soon as possible because the comments of netizens on social media are very sad in blaspheming me.

I also thought that it was natural that Mama would immediately believe the news because indeed a few months ago the same news was spread about my privacy.

It's just that my name was not known to the public and there was no evidence whatsoever so the news disappeared by itself. I could easily convince my mom that it was all hoax. I am a normal woman.

Now then? My photo of me entering a hotel room with a woman with the initials GS is widespread. And I had absolutely no idea that GS or Gisel who is my most tomboyish High School friend is a same-sex enthusiast whose name is already widely known to people because of his frontal on social media.

And I just found out about it this very second that I read the junk news and looked up Gisel's social media account.

My brain turned back to three days ago when I came to the hotel at the invitation of Gisel who wanted to introduce me to his friend who needed inter-island freight services.

I felt awkward, why should I go to a hotel room? But considering Gisel was one of my best friends at High School, I brushed aside all those bad thoughts. Especially if Gisel's friend who is said to have a shoe factory wants to use my company's expedition services, then cooperation in the long term will be established and big profits are in sight.

But until now, there has been no news about the agreement of Gisel's friends.

My head was throbbing thinking about what I should do until a call from Ziraya came into my phone. I just remembered that I wanted to contact him and ask him for help to clear my name because if only the news was closed, the digital trail would not be erased.

And I'm sure the news will have a big impact on my family and my business. If my business collapses, the future of 5,000 orphans becomes his guarantee.

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