HELLO, MY BOSS!
Chapter 33 (Season 2)
Farhan sent an invitation via e-mail to Zian. But for days the message has not been reciprocated also by the former mafia somplak who is busy loving and loving his family wholeheartedly. In fact, here Lisa has been raging-ngamuk unclear, even reluctant to sleep embraced by the man.
With the help of his confidants, Farhan finally manages to get Zian's long-lost mobile number. Without a second thought, the man immediately dialed the number he had just obtained.
Hola! Zian's voice sounded a little astonished behind there. The witty man always kept Farhan's number, but Farhan did not have Zian's number because he had lost mobile phone data.
“Hai, how are you?” As usual, Farhan greeted with straightforward and flat language. That certainly sounds crisp and boring in the ears of people who hear it.
Tumben you called me. I think an accursed friend like you has forgotten an old friend!
Zian tries to be funny so that there is no elegance between them, but there is still no reaction from Farhan because the creatures that contact him are the most acute flat species in the world.
“Actually I need help.” By not knowing himself Farhan immediately expressed his purpose without using pleasantries.
Help out? Zian's eyebrows have shrunk back there. His long-retired mafia soul suddenly rose again. Who wants to be kidnapped, bald is always ready to help!
"Ish!" Farhan was annoyed. He has no enemies, why kidnap people. “Not it! But something else.”
Thenwhat?
“My wife is pregnant and has extreme cravings.”
Behind there, Zian began to be confused. His brain is filled with question marks, what is the relationship between cravings Fahran's wife with himself.
You mean?, you want me to kidnap your wife? A stupid question just came out of Zian's mouth.
“Bukannnnn!!!!” Farhan screamed in frustration until Zian had to keep his phone away from his ears.
"Is he crazy! Which husband wants to let his wife get kidnapped!" Farhan muttered softly as he kept his phone away from his mouth so that his swearing would not be heard by Zian.
All right, then what?
“My wife is cravings and asks to meet you.”
“Haa?” In shock Zian got up, with eyes glaring and mouth gaping. Really a sentence that sounded playful when it reached Farhan's ears which incidentally anything must always be logical.
Without Farhan thinking, that Zian behind there was turning his brain. Either a strange pregnant woman, or even her tacky self. It's just that Zian didn't think it through. Why an unknown person like Zian could be the object of Farhan's wife.
“How so? Do you have any free time?” Farhan chose to ask briefly for certainty because he did not want to chat for long.
Still with the remnants of his shock, Zian was back in the chair. If asked about time, of course he has a lot of time. Because he now bears the nickname unemployment rich by the Bald assistant.
All right, just set it up when it's time. I have a lot of free time, really.
"Maybe Sunday night, the concept I'm going to create is double date, so there's no need to bring the kids."
Alright. I'll just come along, Zian said from back there.
This meeting will probably be a show-off for both. About whose wife is prettier and better.
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The door opened slowly. Farhan stepped casually inside. "I've contacted Zian. Tonight we'll have a foursome dinner with his wife."
"really?" Lisa's eyeballs sparkled. He put his phone on the nightstand. "Finally able to sleep well, can't wait to see the former twin!"
Oops!
"What did you say?" Farhan's eyeballs blocked his wrath with speech intonation that had turned rough.
Lisa nodded nervously while closing her mouth. Duh, why did he fall short of gini anyway, just die me if he went berserk.
"So you want to meet Zian because he looks like your ex?"
"Bu-not!" Lisa said.
What do I have to explain it in?
Anyone help me, my brain is dead.
Farhan had already thrown his body on the bed. The man chose silence with eyes that kept staring at the ceiling of the room.
This was how Farhan was when he was angry and jealous. Lazy talking, and choose cosplay to be an antique breathing stone that does not want to be disturbed.
"Sorry Mum!" Lisa had already lowered her two nightgown straps. A little opening the hemisphere to get Farhan's anger diverted. But the man did not care, not even glancing at all.
Well, how is this?
"Mas, said doctor Sashi tonight we can do it!"
Quiescent. The silence in the room was uncontrollable. Lisa's well body can no longer shed the heart of my dear Parlan who was hit by a storm of jealousy.
"Mas! I want to," said the woman again.
"I'm used to playing by myself." Two bakpaos and apem cakes offered by Lisa were immediately rejected by the man.
"It's not good to play alone, to play with me." To hell with self-esteem, Lisa kept going forward to hear the man's words of apology
Instead of succeeding, Farhan turned his back to Lisa. Anyone please help Lisa. I want Lisa to scream and cry this is how.
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Hii. Is there anything I don't? Wkwkw.
Minal aidzin wallfaidzin yes.sorry born and inner all the jewels of my heart aka who want to read my story. Sorry long time no update. I mabok rendang with this opor. Kwkwkw.
This beginning is yes. Later try me udpate back, but if many love coffee and flowers. Wkwkw.