I'm Not a Mandul Woman
Chapter 8. What's the Boss' Name?

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"Yulia, I want to talk to you for a second, is that okay?" mbak Fani said arriving, when all the employees had gone home. It was Yulia, and Fani. Of course also with the Jutek Boss, because the car is still parked neatly. Maybe he's still upstairs with his son.

Yulia nodded her head assuring Fani. Although Yulia actually felt a little anxious, because she was late this morning.

"Yulia! As a new employee, we need to know your identity. What's your status, where's your home?" Yulia was asked questions by Mbak Fani. Yulia nodded again, she was relieved to think she would be reprimanded for her delay. It doesn't seem to be that problem.

"My name is Yuliana" Then Yulia took out a wallet from her Sling bag. Take the identity card and hand it to Mbak Fani in front of him. Fani read carefully, then took out her hape and photographed the card.

"Eh, but for the home address it's an old address. That's my ex-husband's home address, and now I live in my mom's house. Decket from here. Let me take note of the address!" Ma'am Fani nodded. Fani handed the paper and pen to Yulia.

"former? So you...?"

" Yes, I had the status of a new widow a few days ago. My husband divorced you because I haven't given him any children yet, in the third year of our marriage" Yulia said lowered her head. Then he shuts his own mouth. Duuh. I can usually talk about my widow status.

"Sorry to Fani." Yulia was wrong. Regretting certainly. He had written the address in full and then thrust it to mbak Fani.

"Ah, sorry. I don't mean to make you sad, I'm just doing my duty. Although this is only a small self-service, but the identity of employees must be clear. " said mbak Fani neutralize the atmosphere.

Yulia nodded. "Yes, it's okay. It should be so." Yulia thrust out a paper containing her home address. Mbak Fani looks nodding.

"Yes, thanks for the cooperation Yul, consider me your friend. No need to hesitate, right? Here we are a team. Must work well together. There is no term senior and junior" said Mbak Fani look sincere and smile.

" Yes, you can go home now. See you tomorrow Yul! Heart is on the way. The series of words calmed Yulia down. Safe. Think she. Yulia then immediately withdrew from the presence of Fani's mother.

"Oh yes mbak Fani I forgot." just a few footsteps Yulia turned around and approached Fani.

"What else is Yul?" Fani who was turning off the computer turned her head.

"I'm sorry, if I may know what his name is, boss. I work here, but I don't know what his name is. It's just him here that I don't know his name." Fani laughed, feeling funny with Yulia's question. Yulia blushed her cheeks in embarrassment. Sorry to have asked Fani. He should ask Lasmi, Yeni or Risma.

"Yes, I don't want to know his name boss. I call you Boss Jutek." said Yulia Manyun.

"Hahaha Yulia, why don't you ask the boss directly, what is his name. Itung itung ngajak that acquaintance." Yulia did not respond to Fani's puffiness. He stood up and wanted to leave.

"OKs. Yes, I already love only clue yes, the name of our boss is like the name of his partner Yuli. The romantic story of a pair of teenage brides of the year 70 An is loh!" Yulia furrowed her brows not understanding.

"Ah mbak Fani even make a puzzle how the hell mbak? How do I know that movie year I wasn't born yet." Fani laughed again teasing Yulia.

"That's the guy showing up. Ask the same person who has a name."

" Mas, ajakin acquaintance dong new employees? He wants to know your name, but is ashamed" said Fani because the boss jutek suddenly appeared.

"Mr Fanniiii!" red with shame on Yulia's face. Frontal really does. Fani smiles smile. The man looked shocked, but a slight smile slanted from his lips.

"Oh, I'm Romi!" the man who had become his boss reached out his hand. Little smile. It was 180 degrees yesterday and yesterday. Yulia became a wave.

Sa-my Yulia, Boss. Sorry, I don't mean to," take Romi's hand and take it off immediately. Jutek boss who turned out to be named Romi immediately headed to the cashier table and did not press Yulia's words. He revives the computer and is engrossed in tweaking his computer without caring about Yulia or Fani anymore. Yulia was in her heart.

"That's right! You're a matching couple, Romi's with Yuli. They are a phenomenal couple of the Baheula era. "bak Fani still smiles nosy.

"Yes, you're done, aren't you Fanni? I'm sorry to go home now." said Yulia annoyed. He wanted to leave, but was disrespectful.

Yulia looked at Romi intending to leave her alone, and it turned out that Romi was also glancing at her for a while. Not yet Yulia opened her mouth busy Romi again with her computer.

"Yes, I'm right excuse me Assalamu Alaikum." Julie left without looking back. When in the supermarket he saw the car Boss Jutek already shifted from his place.

"Tante Yulia! Aunt Yulia wants to go home?" it turns out the little boss, Shila.

"Eh Shila's. Yes Shila, auntie wants to go home. Good night, Shila!" said Yulia waving at Shila. Shila replied by waving her hand as well.

"Tante, what's Aunt up?" ask again.

"Silver aunt Shila, aunt deket house really. While exercising to be healthy." he said with a smile on Shila. Inside the car turns out to be Shila along with a middle-aged woman with dyed hair. Browner. The woman smiled at Yulia and Yulia returned her smile.

Resembled.

Is that Romi's jutek boss' mother? If it were different from her mother and daughter. They look friendly and smiley. Not like that guy. Julie.

Yulia walked along the sidewalk of the highway which was quite crowded by pedestrians and street vendors. The body feels all sore. Maybe because all this time he had never worked until that late. Before marrying Wahyu, he had worked in a packaged food factory whose working hours were not as long as in the supermarket. Only 8 am to 4 pm.

Yulia thought, how much do you think her salary is? but he immediately dismissed all his thoughts. Whatever his salary he will receive with pleasure and hopefully can meet the needs of his and his mother. I want Yulia to ask me to stop selling.

He then remembered the incident.

His mind led Yulia to look to the left, a quite luxurious building inscribed with 'Zoya Salon & Bridal Makeup'. From a distance he saw a pair of men and women who came out of the salon in intimate arms. He recognized the man's posture, because the man had filled his life for 3 years and only a few days ago separated. More precisely he asked to separate unilaterally.

Yes, what Yulia saw was her ex-husband, Wahyu with a woman in intimate arms, they looked happy. Are they getting married soon? Remember what they went to was the bridal salon?

Yulia could not hold back her tears. In fact, he could not completely let go of the man, even though he had hurt his heart, incised such a deep wound. Slashing his heart with a sharp pain.

Yulia lowered her head so that she could not be seen clearly, she was standing some distance away from the street lights. Following the steps of the two lovebirds towards the car, the man opened the car door for his girl, which he never did to Yulia. Making his chest tight and clear circles from his eyes fell even more profusely.

The car came out of the parking lot and passed by Yulia who was looking at those who were smiling together, never aware of her presence at this moment.

He wiped his tears.

How did you, mas? after what I've sacrificed for you all this time, you just dumped me. Because of your desire to immediately fondle the baby. Same with me, I want to. Really want. But you gave me no chance, and you chose another woman without fighting for both of us.

Once again he wiped his tears, even now snot came out. She rubbed with the tip of her headscarf because she had forgotten to bring a tissue. He walked again to cross the road, turned towards the alley towards his mother's house.

But unexpectedly from the right direction a car drove at medium speed. But Yulia had already crossed several steps and...

"Yeah! Allohu Akbar!"

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To be continued.

Don't forget the ritual, man

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