Painful

Nafisa did not want to prolong the problems she was experiencing.

Instead of making the child and mother fight, Nafisa just stepped into the room reserved for her.

"It's okay, Miss Gea. I seem to be too sensitive with Wildan. Don't take it to heart, Auntie."

Gea couldn't help but smile sweetly at the new employee who didn't take Wildan's attitude into her heart.

***

Wildan just checked all the stock in his room. This morning, several of the employees were already on duty. Many of them show how to work the best. Worried that Wildan would scold the results of their performance.

"Where's Nafisa?"

Wildan asked Bara. The driver in charge of bringing orders to Wildan's loyal customers who ordered cakes.

"Nafisa was not allowed to come to work today," answered Bara politely.

Wild's eyes immediately reddened. His hands clenched into fists hearing this. Seriously, Wildan had made Nafisa his employee last night. But the information he got made Wildan not accept it.

"I just accepted the job, why did he suddenly ask for permission? Is he going to work or what?" asked Wildan emotionally.

Not knowing what to do, Bara could only lower her head and had no other choice to explain the situation.

His lips were ready to say an explanation, but Wildan pushed him instead.

"Tell me, who allowed Nafisa to just leave this house?"

"Ask your mother's permission, sir,"

At the same time, Gea also showed herself. The woman entered her son's study.

Wildan's house is indeed a place to work. The shophouse above his house is the place to run his thriving home business.

"Mommy sent Nafisa home. You really are being rude to your own employees!"

Gea was emotional and immediately stomped her son's shoulder strongly.

Wildan had wanted to be angry too. But getting angry from his mother, made Wildan become speechless.

Wildan didn't understand why his mother suddenly scolded him and considered him an insolent person.

"What did I do wrong? Mommy, it was Nafisa who made the mistake. He hasn't started work yet but has asked permission. He's amazing as a new employee, Mama!"

"You are amazing as a boss, Wild! Because of you Nafisa got sick!"

"Sick?" Wildan furrowed his brow asking like that.

Last night, Nafisa's condition last night was far from being sick and instead they argued with each other.

"Mommy, there is no need to talk like that. I'm confused about it myself."

"Here! Come with mom now! We're going to the room where you told Nafisa to sleep!"

Gea then pulled Wildan to immediately go to the place in question.

Wildan's eyes were a little surprised when he found the situation in Nafisa's room which was far from suitable for sleeping.

Wildan could not imagine if the room situation was quite alarming. There are no beds or pillows. Not to mention there is no carpet that Nafisa can sleep on.

"Why do you have the heart to treat Nafisa like that, Wildan? because you told him to sleep in this room he got a fever. If I knew the situation in the room, it would be better if I told her to sleep in your room and you sleep in this room!"

Wildan didn't understand either. As far as he remembers all the situations in the room he had managed well. Not what it looks like now.

"Anyway, you immediately meet Nafisa. And don't forget to apologize to your employees and give them some money. You know that sick people definitely need money to buy medicine, "

Wildan had no other choice. He immediately headed to Nafisa's house. His black sports car drove at high speed. His heart was quite restless knowing the news experienced by Nafisa at this time.

As soon as he arrived at Nafisa's house, Wildan immediately found Nafisa's parents in front of his house.

He don't know what they're waiting for, but Nafisa's parents are already wearing annoyed faces to see who's coming in front of them.

"So it's because of you that has made our child sick? Do you really want to help our child out of poverty or do you really want to make him suffer in your workplace?"

Once again, Wildan felt very guilty. Not knowing what he was going through made Wildan only able to clench his hands in his heart which really made him unable to think.

"Then I ask your permission to meet Nafisa,"

Nafisa's parents looked at each other. There is a face of heartache. But on the other hand, they also don't want to show anger because they see the kindness done by Wildan.

The man was carrying so much food in his hands. The thing that makes Nafisa's parents seem to get a lot of fortune.

"Okay, you can go inside the house. Nafisa's room is next to the kitchen. You go right in. There's no need to be afraid because Nafisa's door is broken and doesn't close," said Mr. Angga.

Wildan bit his lip when he heard what was said. There was pity but he couldn't express it. Worried that the owner of the house would kick him out for blatantly insulting him.

Wildan walked to Nafisa's room. He found Nafisa who was showing her pain on the bed. The bed that Nafisa occupied was even a much softer bed.

"Nafisa?" Wildan called Nafisa with tenderness. However, it is undeniable that Wildan is a little awkward approaching Nafisa at this time.

Nafisa turned her head. She just realized that in the doorway Wildan had been staring at him. Nafisa can only take a deep breath. She looked at the guests who came to her house.

"Come in," replied Nafisa with a broad smile.

Wildan suddenly did not continue his steps. His heart was surprised to see Nafisa's attitude which was far from angry words. In fact, everyone was scolding Wildan because he said he had made Nafisa sick.

In fact, Wildan refused it. Wildan had absolutely no intention of bringing Nafisa to sleep in the worst place. The room in his house is a warehouse that Wildan has conjured up well. The room that Nafisa should be able to sleep in properly.

"How does it feel to be scolded by people? Don't you like that feeling?"

Nafisa suddenly asked with a mocking face. There was no pain that Wildan could look at the woman. Wildan suddenly had a bad feeling. He was worried that everything that happened was a ruse shown by Nafisa.

"You… why do you seem to be hiding something?" asked Wildan looking inquisitively.

Nafisa even straightened her body. She looked at Wilde with a look full of ridicule.

"Anyway, answer my question first. How do you feel when someone scolds you? Is it good or is it painful? I'm just here to know how you've made me get angry from people. It hurts me!" said Nafisa with all emphasis.