HELLO, MY BOSS!
Marriage Certificate

Getting into the car, Farhan handed over a marriage certificate that he had just taken at Rico's apartment. Lisa accepted it, watching her marriage certificate carefully. It felt so strange, she herself still could not believe that her status was already that of a wife now.

Farhan drove his car back, the sun was already perched pretty up there. Where the weather is getting hot even though the car AC is fully lit.

"I still can't believe we're married" Lisa Cengo said. His eyes still did not want to turn to the precious foreign object. There's a picture of Farhan and Lisa in there. Lisa really did not think that she did not see it directly.

Lisa thought it was all a dream. Then Lisa will wake up to the fact that she is still alone.

Shaking his head, Farhan turned to Lisa as he replied,

"Keep well the book, that you may believe that we are married" Farhan replied logically. Lisa pensively asked for a moment,

"Master, do you have the pleasure of loving me one day?" Lisa looked at Farhan. The man nodded nervously. He caught his breath and said,

"Maybe."

"Just maybe?" repeat Lisa's disgust. "When I told you I liked you."

"Yes, I plan" Farhan answered. Still with rigid mimic and cold aura as usual. There is no sweetness at all.

Farhan himself felt scared after the incident last time. Lisa has expressed her grievances in the honesty execution room. Where everything he reveals points to the fact that Lisa is unhappy married to Farhan.

"Then thank you. Honestly, I'm afraid to give you my feelings. Afraid that I'm just in love with myself."

Silent. Farhan did not know what to answer. Because of how clear the feeling of love alone he does not know exactly. Love cannot be guessed using logic. Farhan does not understand how to make his wife happy.

Truly the world of Farhan seemed to be made a somersault. From a man who has never known love, then forced to change by his small heart for the sake of his wife and two adopted children. Adjusting like that was very difficult for Farhan. It took a special time for the man to solidify himself into a good and true husband in Lisa's eyes.

Squeezing her fingers, Lisa throws a question at Farhan, "May I know your view of marriage?" Sounds bold, but he really wants to know Farhan's head.

"Do I have to answer honestly?" Farhan turned his head for a while, then focused his gaze on the highway back.

"Yes. I'd like to know your honesty. This time, just" Lisa said.

Farhan seemed to be regulating his breathing. There was a nervous shudder as the mouth was about to open.

"Marriage is something I've never thought of before. I think marriage is something that interferes with work. Especially if you see the wives of my business colleagues. I don't want to get married." Farhan paused for a moment, re-arranging his heavy breathing.

"However, it seems that God has other ways of softening the hardness of my feelings. Since taking care of the twins, I started to change my outlook on marriage. Looks like ... they'll be happier if I present the mother figure in their lives."

"Then ... Is that why you married me?" Lisa still listened to Farhan's heart carefully.

"No. I had no intention of marrying you at first. But Cello, it was he who made me instantly excited to get you." Farhan was honest. At this point they look like friends who express their feelings to each other.

"What did Cello say?"

"Jennie came to the boy in a dream. She said that you were a good mother-to-be for the twins. Cello delivered that to me the instant he woke up."

Lisa understood. "Maybe it's because we've been friends for a long time, and know what each of us looks like."

Lisa looked back at Farhan. "May I know how you feel after marriage?"

"May I know how you feel after marrying me?" Lisa repeated her question again. This time it was clearer.

"Eh." Farhan seemed hesitant as he answered.

"Then don't answer." Lisa concludes Farhan's silence in response that the man is still hesitant to speak.

"Sorry," said Farhan, heeding Lisa's words.

"It's okay. You can answer it whenever you're ready." Lisa put the marriage certificate in her bag. Then smile warmly at the husband that he cannot have.

"Thank you" Farhan replied.

Both of them were in each other's minds. Farhan's car speed began to slow down because soon it will arrive.

Although their marriage looks playful, but Lisa and Farhan have no intention of toying with a marriage that has been tied to a sacred agreement. There was no sign of contract or strange agreement between the two of them. Both were married for a noble cause. Raising the twins together.

May the universe understand that they need time to develop their bond for the better. Since a week is not enough, Farhan and Lisa are still adjusting to each other. Following the flow of feelings they want to be taken to what level.

For a while, let them understand what marriage is.

"Sir." Lisa prevents Farhan from opening the car door. Gently, his palms firmly grasped Farhan's fingers. While looking at the man with a face of expectant anxiety. "Be nice to me in front of you, I don't want you to think negatively about our relationship."

Yea?

After buying a shocked eye, Farhan responded to Lisa's words with a soft demeanor sign of agreement. It feels strange, Lisa is much more understanding about mother than Farhan who is her own biological child.

"Thank you" Lisa replied.

"You too ...." Farhan opened the car door.

"I why?" ask Lisa.

"You should change your calling. I'm not your master anymore."

"Eh." Lisa was nervous. Change calls? What to call?

He was about to answer Farhan's words, but the man had already walked first. I don't want Lisa coming down. Accelerate his steps towards the husband who had walked five steps ahead.

"Dad ...." Cilla shouted from the door. There's a cello and a mother behind the little girl. Then the sweet cat Milo who was also carried by Cilla.

Farhan walked quickly, he bowed and approached his two-pound twins in the doorway. They immediately rushed into Farhan's embrace, releasing Milo who then immediately ran towards Lisa.

"Cilla's not afraid of cats?" Farhan stroked the tops of the two boys' heads in turn.

"Cilla shuka Milo" the little girl replied. His eyes slightly glanced at Lisa, then again twitched spoiled at Farhan. While Cello took off his hugging. The little man ran towards Lisa. Ask to be carried as usual.

***

Do not forget to like, comment and vote as much if you wait for the continuation of this story. Thank ye.