HELLO, MY BOSS!
Chapter 31 (Season 2)

...INTRO BEFORE READING....

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In contrast to her first pregnancy, this time Lisa was given the opportunity to immediately feel what it feels like to feel like a pregnant woman in general. It feels really torture.

He wanted something so much that he could no longer be held back. Lisa wants to now, and must now also obey her will. So Farhan was a little troubled when Lisa was sulking with reddened eyes almost crying. He had to leave his job to obey Lisa's will.

Actually the will of the boy was very simple, but for Farhan it was quite strange. Lisa, who was in fact lazy, suddenly wanted to shop at the traditional market while accompanied by Farhan.

"You're really not pranking me, are you?" ask the man while driving his car and occasionally glance at the GPS of the place where the traditional market is located.

Farhan was a little upset because Lisa did not know the time in asking. In the middle of a broad day like this going to the market, who is not anxious to try?

Then the woman answered casually. "I'm not the bad guy who pranks you, why take you to a place like this if it wasn't for nyidam?"

"Hmm." Farhan replied with a murmur.

in a short time, they were already in a market. The place where Lisa first came to Indonesia and was bullied by Farhan to buy gold fish until it slipped in the pond.

Because the day was near noon, the atmosphere in the market was not too crowded. There are only a few visitors, and the rest of the traders who tidy up his merchandise— ready to go home.

"What do you want to do, si?" Farhan had already exhaled roughly as soon as he entered the extremely stuffy and smelly market area. The man looked around in discomfort as several pairs of eyes continued to notice his striking appearance. Farhan was already wearing a casual dress. "Don't be long!" he lamented again.

"Here bring me!" Lisa took the time to graze Farhan's pouting lips, then stepped first while walking casually in front of Farhan.

His eyes went around looking for fresh freshwater fish. Then stop at a glass aquarium that looks like plump carp are jogging while accompanied by dangdut music belonging to the fish trader.

"Guramenya, Neng!" bargain that merchant.

"How many, Bang?" lisa asked like a professional-spirited mother who was ready to make traders go bankrupt with her bargaining action.

"The super 60 thousand, if the usual 45," replied the merchant with a fishing net in his hand. Ready to catch the fish in the aquarium.

"You're super 3 kilos, but not 60 thousand, just korting to 50 thousand." Lisa laughs amusedly the style of her mother who is seducing a vegetable in front of the house complex. I don't know why bidding doesn't have that feeling so good. If you can be grateful, no, no.

While behind there is a sadist who has cursed his wife.

Cih, why do you ask the price if the edges have created their own prices as delicious as your own jidat. Are all women going to a market like this? You freak!

Surely Farhan who was behind was astonished by Lisa's attitude. While the merchant immediately put on a clear face like a thief was persecuted by residents.

"Where can Neng be! The capital alone is 55 thousand, if I sell 50 yes city losses, the moal can uih ka overtime amangna," kekeh the trader who is likely a native of the Sundanese.

(Where can be so Neng, Modal daja 55 thousand, if I sell 5p yes city loss, you can go home his brother's village)

"55 Bang, make a subscription!" lisa doesn't want to lose. This time the price he raised 5000 to be balanced.

Farhan who is still loyal behind Lisa begins an unclear confusion. He had covered his nose with his sleeves because he could not resist the smell of rancid.

"Tetep must be 60 Neng, the price is already that much!" answer the merchant. Still don't want to lower the price either.

After a very long bargaining activity, finally the fish was released at a fixed price of sixty thousand perkilo.

Lisa walked back with a disappointed face.

For Farhan this sort of waste of time is not important. If Lisa were to pay straight away, perhaps they would not have to linger in front of the fish merchant without clarity. The price is the same from the beginning.

"Go back yuk!" Lisa's lips went three inches. He was suddenly upset for no reason.

"Why you?" Farhan asked in shock. Lisa is pregnant, but her sensitivity is on par with that of a virgin who is again a fierce PMS. Farhan could feel that the woman was now angry.

The woman stomped her feet until Farhan turned his back. "I'm sprained, Mom! Why can't I be another buyer? If you buy someone else, you can definitely discount, but if I buy the merchant it always kekeh according to the initial price. I'm going to be a sprain. Is this as bad as me?"

"You've never been to the market, how do you know the price?" ask the man innocently.

"Because I couldn't care less than other women. Always do not get a discount, even once cheated until the cost," grumbled again. "Go home, I'm lazy!"

But Farhan did not just run out of sense. As a kind-hearted and resourceful husband, he knew exactly what he had to do to please his wife.

"Perhaps the price was in accordance with the price, Lis. Try again, yes, this time you will succeed." Farhan led Lisa with one hand. While one more hand is filled with a bag of fish weighing 3 kilos.

According to Lisa, this time he stopped in front of the chicken merchant. "What's the other one, ma'am?" ask the boy.

"45 Neng," answered the mother rather subtly. He seems to be a Soloist. It sounds from the typical tone and a little Javanese medok.

"Three five yes, Mom! I'm pregnant again, discount dong!" Lisa bids with a lazy voice. He seemed to have given up, surely the answer was the same as the fish merchant earlier.

Without him knowing, behind him was Farhan who gave a code while showing off 500 thousand money to the chicken trader. The money danced beautifully, making the mother's eyes hungry and immediately responsive.

Of course the chicken sword is girang not play. "By Neng. Because you are pregnant, if you buy two I'll only be 60 thousand," said the mother with a big smile.

"Can you really?" Lisa's previously grim face turned grim. After being confused to see Lisa sulking, it turns out the answer is a discount.

"By Neng, you're wrapping up now, huh?"

"Yes Mom!"

The woman immediately took out 50 thousand and 10 thousand bills from her wallet. While the merchant had already extended two packs of ekoran chicken to Farhan.

"Thank you, Mom! Hope the trade is in demand." Lisa walked first. "Come on, I'm finally savage too!"

Farhan winks to the mother as a code of thanks, then gives money of 500 thousand without Lisa's knowledge of course.

The chicken merchant suddenly looked up at the sky while raising his two hands full of gratitude.

O Lord, multiply husbands like her so that we small merchants may get rich quick. Amens.

I didn't mean to lie, I promise I'll tell you about this in five years. Farhan.

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What if your husband is like this? Wwkw. Ati ati yes, if you go to the market do not ask husband. This can happen, you know.

BTW Congratulations to those who paid. Once in a while read do not forget the love of coffee and bungan dong. seikhlasnya aja. Let the spirit of the author. Wkwkw.

fortunately, only 5000