It's not my fault for taking your wife
BSMI 128s

“Mas ... Surely buy the plant for mom?” giany asked in the middle of the drive home.

Allan looked over with furrowed brows. “Indeed why?”

“If mom doesn't like how?”

“Ya love neighbor.”

“Mahal that loh, Mas.”

“Yes it's okay, honey. All good luck to dad earlier. That father was sick.”

Giany looked surprised to hear the husband's words. “But earlier the father was in good health, Mas.”

“Again him. Did you not notice?”

“No, Mas.”

“The father had a stroke. His movements are also difficult. Poor thing, take a pot of trouble. Stroke sufferers should not be stressed."

“Makanya earlier Mas buy the same plant jokingin continue to let his father happy ya?”

“Iya," he replied. "We pray for his father to recover quickly. That was pretty good for medication. Help the person should be sincere, without demeaning. If we immediately love it will be afraid to offend his father.”

“Iya, Mas.”

After traveling for several hours, they finally arrived. Amir immediately opened the gate of the house when he heard the sound of a car horn.

The arrival of Allan and Giany was greeted by little Maysha cheerfully. He was playing in the park with his mom. Left for two days by his father and his mother carved a longing in the heart of the little girl who now became jolly.

“Dad, Mother ..”

Allan spread out a hand welcoming Maysha who ran towards him. He kisses his cheeks and hugs to let go of his longing.

“Daddy why just came home?” maysha asked without letting go of a hug, as if to explain how much she yearned through it.

“Maysha kangen same dad huh?”

“Iya.”

Taking off her arms, the beautiful little girl ran towards her mother who was taking some things off the car with the help of Amir. He took Maysha in his arms.

“Giany ... Do not lift heavy weights first. Maysha starts heavy that.”

“It's okay, Mas.” While showering Maysha's cheeks with a kiss. “Pak Amir, there are some souvenirs. Please share to all yes ..”

“Good, Bu.” Amir passed by carrying several cantons to be shared with several other workers.

“You guys are out of where? Said to leave in the morning when the new afternoon arrived?” ask Mom Dini.

Hearing the word ornamental plants makes Bu Dini excited. He loves all kinds of plants. “Oh yes? Where?”

“In the trunk of the car, Mom,” he replied despite not being sure the in-laws would like it.

Enthusiastically, the middle-aged woman glanced at the trunk of the car to look for the ornamental plants that Giany meant. His face looks happier.

“Wow widow bolong!” exclaim Bu Dini makes Giany jumped. “Old mom wants to buy this plant. How much did you buy Allan?” He rubbed the leaves happily.

“Everything fifty million Bu,” replied Allan casually. “Funny yes her name, broad widow she said.”

“Iya true. I want to buy from long time. But the price is still too expensive. Wait until it doesn't go viral anymore. Thanks, Allan Giany. Wow pleased ...”

Giany breathed a sigh of relief. At least his fear was not proven. He had thought that Ms. Dini would be angry to buy the plant.

“That's no partner, Bu.”

“Which one?”

Ms. Dini stared again at some of the pots in the trunk of the car. Allan then pointed to a pot containing a single cactus. “That, her name is lonely widower. Deliberately buy so that the widows are not single,” Allan said making the laughter of Bu Dini echoed.

“That's mah cactus, Allan.”

“The guy said his name was lonely widower, Bu.”

Shortly after, Joko was present and stopped their conversation.

“Bos, I have an important report.”

Allan stared at Joko intensely. Usually Joko only talks if there are important things that need to be conveyed to the boss.

“Talk it inside only.”

Allan and Joko then enter the house, leaving Giany and Bu Dini who are still busy talking about his widows.

“What's up?” allan asked after entering the house.

“Pak Desta resigns from May-Day, Bos.”

“What? Resign?” Allan looked surprised. Because Desta has not been serving as a marketing manager for a month, but has applied to resign. Regardless of everything, the cold-handed Desta was much needed in that company.

“Iya. There's more, Boss.”

“What?”

“Bu Ayra request to meet little miss.”

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