
After me and Mr. Alva had finished wearing each other's clothes, I immediately opened the locked door, while Mr. Alva seemed to be pretending to stand in front of the window of his office space while holding his sore waist, for a moment I laughed a little at the behavior of My Husband which sometimes irritates and sometimes makes Me laugh, I laugh, by trying to catch my breath I opened the door.
After the door opened, I saw Mr. Giman standing at the door with a tense face. He was really surprised to see me and he also looked scratched at the nape of his neck while he was grinning at me. It's strange! How scared is he, yeah! Is he afraid if scolded by his Boss, or maybe Mr. Giman can guess what we are doing just now. Duh Gusti's! I hope my guess is wrong.
"Sir Giman! You." I said with a smile to Mr. Giman who looks wrong, really strange, should I be the wrong way, really Mr. Giman who looks shy.
"Hehehe, Nur! Sorry to bother." he said, anyway he apologized to me anyway, do not-don't Mr. Giman already know if Me and Mr. Alvaro is doing nothing, hmm it seems that Mr. Giman also already knows if I am the wife of his Boss.
"No, sir! Mr. Giman doesn't bother me, I'll go too, excuse me!" I immediately left the place, hufftt .. There was-there was an incident this morning, gini nih if one roof with her own husband, even though she pretended amnesia, he said, but his instinct as a husband remains strong, he wants to see the mulu buaya.
I went to the pantry and I saw Rini was there.
"Where have you been? I'm looking for Mbak Nur, why isn't there? I think Mbak Nur ndak so go to the office" said Rini.
"I just came from Mr. Alva." I replied as I took the broom and other cleaning tools.
"Eh uh uh What do you want to do about it?" Rini tried to prevent me from taking those tools.
"Yes, clean up Rin! It's my job." I replied spontaneously.
"Aduuuhhhhh Mbak Nur's piye, Mbak Nur is pregnant again, so Mbak Nur must rest a lot, do not let Rini just clean, Mbak Nur sits sweet here, later do not make a cup of warm tea" said Rini while leading me to sit in a chair.
"But Rin!"
"Udah no but-butapian, pokonya Mbak Nur ndak can work tired, pity tuh seed superior Mr. Alvaro who is in the womb of Mbak Nur, if anything happens anything can be the whole office will be angry just as well fierce Boss, Mbak Nur does not know how Mr. Alva if you get angry with us again" said Rini who still forbid me to work, and I think - think it's true Rini said that, anyway, my head is a little dizzy and my body still feels sore.
Yes wis lah I obediently, besides Mas Tejo has also forbade me to work, I'm aja ngeyel, I'm not the most like actually lazy, in the Village I never to be idle, I never to idle, there is aja I work, help the Mbok at home not to mention I also have to take care of the coffee shop Mr. Hmm I'm kangen ya same them. Mr and the Mbok, if only they were here, I would be very happy.
Meanwhile in Mr. Alva, Mr. Giman is seen venturing into the boss's office.
"Sorry Mister! I want to say something if today's meeting is postponed until ten, because Mr. Jamil still has urgent needs" said Mr. Giman.
Slowly Mr. Alvaro turned his body and looked at the assistant's face sharply. Meanwhile, Mr. Giman was seen to hold back his laughter when he saw Mr. Alva when confronted with him.
Mr. Giman's face looked red when he saw the former ownership stamp on the Boss' neck.
"God! Did Mr. Alva is not aware if there is such a cool sign, this wao will definitely be a material hibah an office employee if the Mister comes out of this room." Mr. Giman's mind while grinning.
"Why are you smiling?" exclaim Mr. Alvaro who made Mr. Giman stop laughing.
"Anu Mister, anu .. anu .. oh yes Mister, I heard Mr. Kok screaming in pain, what is it, Mister? Just now I see Nur here, is Mister and Nur fighting, uh I mean is Nur hitting you or is he smacking you?" mr. Giman's question momentarily made my Husband trace his waist while one hand held his temple. It was as if he was looking for the right reason for it.
"Hah ... The time can be heard from outside? Last ... I was ...!" Mr. Alvaro did not continue his words, while Mr. Giman seemed to be refining the sentence that my husband had yet to finish.
"Who's making love, Mister?"
At once Mr. Giman covered his mouth with both hands, while my husband spontaneously glared his eyes at Mr. Giman who was in cold sweat.
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