I Don'T Want To Be Cinderella #1
6. Gossip
6. Gossip
Damn traitor! Just look if I see you later, he's done in my hands!
Siska: We go home first yes, the stomach has started to contract because of soto, but still soto crazy baget, tokcer! … btw, have fun with the handsome boss 😍😍😍 I am the most understanding friend, so I give you the opportunity to recognize the handsome boss and Mega Bu (excellent Iuee)
Siska: Oh, yes! Remember, so crackers! Do not be a frugal package especially just crackers brother porridge orange color! At least you're a shrimp cracker, okay!
Goddamnit! I don't know what fate made me have a half-baked friend like him! Though he knows best how I avoid the Bosses and the ranks of the princes whose aura is hard to resist. Moreover, the prince who is currently sitting behind the steering wheel of a white Bugatti sports car, his sharp eyes covered in expensive sunglasses stare straight at the street, and the, a watch that costs above my year's salary circled sweetly on his wrist that looks relaxed holding the steering wheel, do not forget the outfit he wore just to walk in cars free day.
“Sorry yes, Boss, whereas I was riding an online motorcycle taxi. Boss, no need to bother delivering me everything, anyways tuh the flea kupret why suddenly use mules everything!”
“Hahaha, whose name is nature call no one can nahan, Na.” (Ok, her calling changed again from Ra, to Na #BosMahBecare)
“Iya, but right, my wallet doesn't have to be carried either!”
I was upset to remember the wallet I put in her bag was carried home by her, or I was so sure after reading the message that he deliberately took it made me unable to resist when the boss finally offered to drive me home.
“Hahaha .. so every day you go this far if it works?” The boss asked trying to take my mind off of how to execute Siska later. At this time we just exited the Cibubur toll road entering Jl. Alternative Cibubur that began to densely creep.
“Iya, but since I'm used to it so, yaaa..” I shrugged my shoulders making the Boss smile.
Indeed, the distance of my house to the office takes approximately an hour if it is smooth. Please remember it is good! And considering the smooth roads in the beloved Capital is a very rare thing, so yaaaa.
Let me be clear ..my house is on the outskirts of East Jakarta bordering West Java, while the office in the Central Jakarta area. So even though I work at the front office of a five-star hotel, do not expect me to go to work neatly and fragrantly. Because it is useless even from home in a neat and fragrant condition, until my face office is thick with dust, the fragrance of my perfume has been mixed with the smell of vehicle exhaust smoke, my clothes are worn, and my clothes are worn, the hair that I combed neatly was already worn away by sweat and helmets. So understand that I prefer to go to work with a driver-like stelan rather than a five-star hotel employee?
“And every day you wear red for work?”
“Yes, because only he's a true friend who won't leave me because of nature's call!”
“Hahaha.” The boss just laughed while shaking his head looking at me who was back in annoyance.
We are currently on Jl. Alternative Cibubur, after passing Camp Jamboree with crowded road conditions. This road is indeed more often jammed than smooth, not to mention currently being built MRT roads that add to congestion.
“Bos, get here only, later Boss just turn around in front.”
“Lho, why? Is the house near?”
“It's okay from here I ride ojek only, kasian Boss jammed later return.”
“If not jammed is not Jakarta the name after all responsibility, women's nurunin time on the side of the road. It's not polite.”
“It's okay, Boss, right! I'm not good with the Boss if I have to deliver until home.”
The boss looked at me full of probes before returning to the streets that had now started to run a little smoothly.
“From here to where else?”
Huuufffttt .. It seems that whatever my reason, the Boss won't listen to me and will still drive me home.
“Front, right next to Trans Studio turn left,” I replied resignedly to make the Boss smile triumphantly.
“Jawab honestly, why don't you want me to take you home? Oi! Don't tell me you don't want to introduce me to your mom, didn't you say I'm the ideal daughter-in-law of all moms?”
“That's why I don't want to introduce the same Boss Mamah.”
“What is your mother like you who does not want ... a person like me to be her daughter-in-law?”
“On the contrary, Mamah really hopes to have a daughter-in-law like you, Bos.”
“Hahaha, great! Approach her mother to get her daughter!”
I didn't listen wrong? He's going to go near Mega to get me?
“Wow, Boss, don't be that confident .. Mamah did expect to have a son-in-law of a Prince, but the final decision remains in my hands.” The boss nodded as if he understood what I was saying.
The car we were riding in has now turned into Jl. Harjamukti and the atmosphere began to feel different, there was no more traffic. Our right left is now a lot of empty land that is still lush by trees, this area has entered the Depok region, West Java. In contrast to the Street in front was full of frenzied vehicles that crowded the streets, along the road lined comfortable and luxurious dining, elite housing complexes, and malls of the upper class. Right behind the grandeur of this street feels lengthened, the housing complex is only simple housing and clusters among the residents of the village.
“Let me down in front of the complex only.” I pointed to a mini market that was right in front of the entrance of the complex.
“Hahaha, no, not like that. It's just .. hmmm, my residence complex is not an elite housing-residential complex where everyone lives individually, who does not care about the life of the next door neighbor.”
The boss looked at me confused. “So ..?”
“So .. mothers in my home complex still love to gossip every morning while crowding vegetable carts Mas Jarwo, daaan I occupy the top position as gossip material for mothers of the complex.”
The boss started to slow down the vehicle before it finally stopped, he was now looking at me after previously taking off his sunglasses and looking at me in disbelief.
“You? Why?”
I turned my position into a slant facing the Boss and looked at him seriously.
“Single women, work in hotels, sometimes go home in the middle of the night, sometimes even go home in the morning, and now I am escorted by a sports car that is very rare here … won't it be the hottest gossip material?”
The boss was silent for a while then nodded and turned back to face the front, started the car engine and then drove his car into the complex making me feel incredulous.
“If I drop you off in front of the compound and someone accidentally sees you getting off this car. It will even make you a gossip tomorrow at the greengrocer, and everyone will think you were ushered by om-om or the gramps of the mottled nose not a handsome prince.”
I still gaped in disbelief before finally laughing at his reasonable explanation. It could be bad tomorrow if it happens, and Mamah who will be the target in Mas Jarwo's place will certainly be confused without knowing the truth.
“So we go straight or where?” asked the Boss while looking at the streets seriously making me sigh.
“After that green mosque, turn right.”
The boss smiled hearing me steer the way home.
Daaaan I forgot that today at home will be held by the mothers of the complex!
“Ah, shit!”
The boss stopped his vehicle right in front of my house making everyone stare at us curiously.
It's all because of that flea kupret!!!
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“Hahahaha, congratulations yes, Na, you are the gossip material of the complex mother-mak again.”
“Damn it, it's because of you! Try not to leave me is not possible I became a gossip material tuh mother-emak.”
“Don't mistake me, salahin my stomach that can't be compromised.”
“Lo really had a stomachache?” Currently Siska and I are sitting on the front porch of the house while enjoying the night air with a plate of fried complete with cayenne pepper.
“Yes, you ask Oka if you don't believe, he has to speed up the gas station.”
I clucked while biting the bakwan interspersed with cayenne.
“Continuously earlier Bu Mega how was the time to see the handsome boss?”
“Yes no how-how, you know for yourself mother-female look handsome guy down from a nice car, berganterin his daughter in front of the mothers of a complex. There was instantly a big smile, and like welcoming a hero who won the war.”
I shook my head remembering how Mamah directly hugged me with a big smile when I saw the Boss who introduced himself as my coworker.
“Hahaha, I am sure at this time the news lo delivered handsome guy, ride a sports car has started to spread to the village next door.”
I could only sigh considering that the gossip of the mother-daughter was terrifying. Its spreading speed defeated the density of light.
“But fortunately also the Boss down from the car and acquaintance Bu Mega, otherwise you can be mistaken for delivered by om-om or grandpa-grandfather nose striped, can be more serious later the gossip.”
I looked at Siska who was like-minded with the Boss. Yes, I did ask the Boss not to come down, but it was not finished my mouth said the Boss had come down first even opened the door for me, making me look at him while shaking my head, but it was only responded to with a triumphant fad smile.
Hmmm ... virus Prince seems more formidable because it managed to attack the queen drakor .. damn!!!
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