Mad Boss
Ghosts

Norah Egon, a beautiful girl who looks graceful with a knee-length dress made of cotton sultra shades of pink. Her hair is styled with a braid model of the tail of the fish side to side.

Cindekia never thought she would end up sitting in front of Norah Egon. Although it made her humble, she still sat quietly like an Arab princess. Of course, he has the acting skills he has.

"Thank you" she said gracefully as a waiter placed a cup of tea in front of her.

Norah Egon smiled amiably at him. "Hi" said.

"Hallo,"

Cindekia thought the beautiful girl in front of her was a designer or something. Am I told to study with Him?

"Cindekia, she's Norah. I hope you can be good friends" Wening said softly to Cindekia.

"Yes" Cindekia said with a graceful smile. Remember everything is just imaging.

"It turns out you're prettier than I thought you were. It's good to see you,"

"thank you. I'm also very happy to meet you, even though I don't know who you are" Cindekia said, and began sipping her tea.

"Tante thinks you're gonna follow in your brother's footsteps. Auntie is glad you used your education to start a career" Wening told Norah.

"Yes Aunt, I'm planning on opening a clinic myself."

"Oh yeah? Over where? how about just here?" saran Wening closed his laughter.

"Sure," Norah laughed.

Cindekia who did not understand what the two women were talking about before her, could only eat her snacks quietly. Food attracts his attention.

"If you need Aunty's help, a licensing issue maybe? just say it," said Wening. He then sighed softly, "Tante is eager to marry you to his aunt's son."

Norah responded with a smile.

Wening's words successfully attracted Cindekia's attention. Calm down Cindekia, Her inner self calms.

Cindekia smiled gracefully at her smile, "Does Mami want to throw a party once again? ha. ha. ha.." he laughed.

Cindekia's laughter stopped the fluffy smile on Norah and Wening's pretty face. Realizing that made Cindekia stop her laughter.

"Why Miss Norah? Oh!" Cindekia closed her mouth and turned to Wening, "Please don't let my in-laws down?" he said with a pleading view.

Right now Cindekia's mind is completely muddled as she talks. Her husband gave her an obscure remedy, her in-laws deliberately toyed with her, and now her in-laws want to marry another woman to her husband. Mean what?

Norah smiled again, and replied to Cindekia's words, "apparently besides being beautiful, Miss Cindekia also has a high sense of humor."

"Ha. ha. ha. thank you, I take it as a compliment."

Wening cleared his throat, "My son and his wife really like to make jokes. They don't think marriage is sacred" she said coldly staring straight at her tea cup.

"Maybe their marriage, it's just a contract, too" he continued, taking his teacup and sipping it.

Why did Mami say that? to this woman? think of Cindekia! inner Cindekia. He doesn't know what to answer.

"But I don't see it that way. Aunt's son must have liked her a lot. When compared to Miss Cindekia, I'm nothing."

"I'm more sure my son likes a good woman like you. Not only do you have a good academic and career, you're also very good at cooking." Wening took his snack. "Don't forget to give this cake recipe," he said then accompanied by a smile.

Eh? what are they talking about?! and most importantly, so the cake I ate from earlier was made by this woman? Is she forcing this woman to marry her son? my husband? My brain is shorted.

Norah was no less confused with Cindekia. Why does his mother's friend seem to want to match him with his married son. Sure enough, if he wanted to, he could get any man. Many men are chasing him. Why should I go with a married man?

Amidst his thoughts, suddenly Norah was silent to see the figure of a man from a distance who was walking towards them. Who her? He sculpted.

What's wrong with her? Is she in shock because Mami is obsessed with her? pity too. Inner Cindekia was addressing Norah who was sitting quietly in front of her.

Did he see a ghost? Cindekia turned half of her body back, and found Gamya who was already behind her.

"Oh my goodness! ghostly light," the screech slowly.