HELLO, MY BOSS!
Seeing the Sunflowers Blooming

All humans have their own sadness, but too late and lingering pervade it is also not good. All Lisa could do was change the subject. Go on another level that is still worth talking about.

"Oh yes, Mas, what about the results of your therapy? Mister Tong Jay, what's the matter?" The blanket has been pulled up to the neck. Lisa took off her backrest from Farhan's chest, then dropped her head on her own pillow.

"I still have to undergo several more therapies so that the results are better. I also asked the clinic to check if the quality of mine was fine. We just have to wait for the results a week later" said Farhan while staring at the ceiling of the room with a little lighting.

"What quality, man? I don't understand," Lisa thought confused.

"It is the quality of my productivity that I can still impregnate you or not. Fearing, I was expecting abnormalities like your swearing at that time," Farhan reminded. That must be Lisa frowning confused sign of not understanding.

"What am I talking about, anyway?"

"You say I'm impotent" he lamented without further ado. The woman was gawking full of guilt.

"God! Sorry, yes, Mom. I'm a fucking sinner. I also did not realize how to say it," he jolted.

"It doesn't matter" Farhan replied, not wanting to think too much about something that had gone by long enough.

"How do you proceed with Vivi, are you going to fire her?" ask Lisa curious. Ignore the issue of humiliation, if discussed constantly will lead to new conflicts. Better find another topic.

By the way, he himself also did not bear if mbak Vivi got fired. Although the mistake was fatal according to Lisa.

"I'm not going to fire people just because of problems outside of work" Farhan said. "Let's go to sleep" the man asked later.

"Kok sleeping anyway, Mas? I haven't enjoyed Tong Jay's masterpiece, youh." Lisa's eyes glared in protest.

"Based on the shameless woman, take good care of your words," he said, but a thinly curved smile on his lips signified that Farhan liked Lisa's blunt mouth as it was.

"I'll say what it is. Anyway if you talk the same you can not use the word shame, Mas. By the way is it not sensitive so, what else is the pretentious to wear shame all try?"

Lisa's body had already turned the milling towards Farhan. Ready to say hello to the handle of the dipper he had just seen a little fresher than before.

"Mister Tong Jay also told me to practice directly, right? If we don't try, we know what it is" Lisa continued to insist. Unyielding before the taste.

Eliminate her pride in front of Farhan, it's Lisa's pointlessness so that the man understands how to be open to the family. Especially his own wife.

"Alright if you insist, do not blame me if the results are not as you want," Farhan reminded.

"Can't be! I believe one hundred percent of the results are satisfactory. From its shape alone it has bloomed like a sunflower." Lisa again on behalf of the sunflower which incidentally does not look like it.

"Basic." Farhan blushed in silence. He was still too awkward to hear his wife dare to talk about it in front of him. Not expecting also that the girl he had known innocently could spread it when married.

It did not take long, they also began to practice the work of mister Tong Jay last afternoon.

In the end, Lisa stomped her feet. Grumbling with pursed lips as the result does not match expectations.

"Based on a liar, twelve million loh!" Lisa threw the blanket into the air. Then it fell back onto their innocent bodies that had just done the aye-aye scene draining five minutes and thirteen seconds.

"All the money will come back if it doesn't work out" Farhan said, replying to his wife's misery. All the money he used was his.

"Mas, why can't you be a mighty guy anyway?" In the end blame Farhan, although the man had reminded Lisa not to be angry if the results did not match her expectations.

"What did I say?" Farhan reminds me that Lisa forgot. He got upset himself. Shame, protest overridden anyway. Destroyed his self-esteem as if he was naked while running.

"So how much money should I spend in order to get thirty minutes?" bully Lisa is upset.

"Where do I know, what is clear is that mister said that the results will not be immediately so. I have a personality that can't regulate myself and emotions. Eating it I deliberately do not want to practice directly," said Farhan who became a barbaric follow-up because of Lisa's attitude.

"I'm sorry I'm lazy with you, Mom." Lisa had turned her back to Farhan.

Now he understood, not the property of Farhan who became fresh like a new sunflower watered, but the property of Lisa who was watered by a fast spray. Defeat the wind that is passing by.

As a husband whose pride was stepped on by an elephant, Farhan could only grumble inwardly. For the first time he felt that women were always right no matter what the problems between them were. In fact, the handle of the dipper can quickly vomit because it can not stand the natural cave charm of Lisa.

Lisa must also understand that Farhan is still not used to living the aye-aye routine like that. The handle is easily tired, lethargic, and has not been able to long ride the hysteria rides that can shake the whole soul of his body.

"My ability is like that, if you don't want to." Finally Farhan came. They turned their backs on each other in a plain body state.

"But when?" Lisa hasn't given up yet, still wanting to scold the rudeness of the dickhead's handle.

"Until I get used to it maybe," replied Farhan flatly. He then regained his arms, hugging Lisa from behind.

"I'm sorry." I don't know why Farhan's soul turned weak when he was in bed with Lisa. There was no longer a cruel man with a gripping expression as usual.

"I'm sprained with him, not with you." Lisa blames the handle of the dipper alone. Still dear to life, Farhan fears emotion and strangles his neck to death.

"Yes sorry for him." Farhan placed his lips on Lisa's back. Warmly thrust to the chest. "Do you want to try again? I can go many times if you want to again" Farhan said shamelessly. The important thing is that he did not see his wife crashing because of the responsibility.

Because she was already angry, Lisa was embarrassed if she had to say she wanted to. Then he will continue to refuse.

"No way, tomorrow again," rejected Lisa where Farhan langsunh felt at the stab of a hot iron arrow.

"Well, if you don't want to" he murmured.

Behind all that, they both understand that no effort immediately produces results as fast as lightning. It takes a long struggle so that the handle of the dipper can ride various kinds of prisoners without mabok first.

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Tettot. Oh yeah, I want to wish you a happy new year. Hopefully this year we can be better than the previous year. And thank you so much for those of you who are still faithfully reading and supporting me. I'm sure Farhan and Lisa wouldn't have reached this point without the support of all of you.

Thank ye.

Anarita's.