Mad Boss
90 My dear husband.

Cindekia took a set without sorting. Because everything is good, so there is no need to drain the mind to choose. "I want this one. There is no need to try everything." asserted Cindekia.

Who wants to wear, he chooses, the mind of Cindekia.

"Sorry Miss, it's Miss Wening who will decide, after you try everything. We will take your photo and send it to Madame Wening," Tyas said with a gentle smile, He was also made to bother with her client's request. But they must serve well.

"What's? that's right!" The hysterical Cindekia cries out to hear Tyas repeatedly mention her mother-in-law's name.

"He'll just try what he touches." Gamya's voice suddenly sounded from the direction of the entrance of the room.

Cindekia was about to look back, but Gamya was already next to her, and embraced her friendly self.

"You slept well last night, Babe?" whispered Gamya in the ears of Cindekia all gave a kiss, mumpung his lips were already there increasingly.

"Darling, you've come" Cindekia embraced Gamya in return. She thought of seducing her husband to ease the burden of life about the problem of choosing a wedding dress that is easy but made troublesome.

"But.. "

"We'll leave if my wife feels uncomfortable." Gamya cut out the word Tyas.

"Comfort client number one," Tyas smilingly agreed to Gamya's request. "Let's go ahead Miss," he asked Cindekia, heading to the dressing room.

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Cindekia sat bored in front of the dresser. Her parents-in-law gave her a busy schedule, took personality classes, cooking courses, pre-wedding treatment for 7 days.

Sometimes Cindekia glanced at Gamya who was sitting not far from her. The man looked seriously reading his iPad screen. It looks like he's working, though,

Aina, the MUA in charge of Cindekia's makeup at the reception, was seriously applying Cindekia's makeup. He heard that their clients outnumbered critics.

Aina was not alone, someone else, a custom clothing specialist in charge of putting edits on Cindekia's head.

Why does everyone seem so serious? Thought Cindekia was bored.

His thinking grew heavier as he grew heavier the burden he had on his head.

"The bride is almost done, if you don't mind you can try wearing the groom's clothes." Tyas' voice disturbs Gamya's concentration on his work.

He sighed, closing his iPad screen, "Ok."

Gamya held back a laugh seeing Cindekia who could not take her hands off her head. He was afraid his head would come off.

The photographer had to endure his patience because both Cindekia and Gamya, both of whom did not follow his directions.

Cindekia was still reluctant to come into contact with her husband because there was no need to seduce him anymore. It is still in fashion sulking the side effects of the rice sack.

While Gamya was always poking her mouth holding back laughter. For some reason, either in flirtatious or angry mode still makes the woman always look funny in her eyes.

Be prewedding photos produced is the concept of a candid camera.

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"You didn't clean your makeup, honey?" gamya asked as she prepared to run her car. He would rather see his wife's innocent face.

"Why?" ketus Cindekia, he did not care about Gamya's comments. Taking selfies is more important.

"You still mad at me, Hun?"

"A rice sack thrown into bed has no right to be angry." Cindekia quipped without seeing her interlocutor.

"I'm Sorry, Did I hurt you? your wrist hurts?" gamya asked worriedly.

Cindekia was silent as a child recalled whether she had been injured or not last night, "hmm.. " He shook his head.

"Thank God," Gamya stroked the head of Cindekia who was sitting next to him with her left hand.

"Darling, if my mom makes it hard, you can tell me." Gamya removed his hand from Cindekia's head, and refocused his driving.

"mmm..."

"mmm..." Cindekia doesn't care where Gamya will take her car.

Gamya tries to calm down against her angry woman, "Well, where are they?"

Cindekia pulled out her phone and opened the google map app to show Gamya where her parents were.

"Take west on Patimura road towards Imam Bonjol road," a navigational voice came from Cindekia's mobile phone.

Gamya also turned the wheel of his car following the direction of the google map, "You still don't want to talk to me? tell me what I have to do to make you forgive me and no longer angry with me, Love."

Cindekia looked away from the window next to her, "I'm not angry with you, I'm just afraid if I open my mouth, you'll behave rudely to me."

"Sweetheart.." - Gamya.

"I know I can't be a good wife to you yet. I'm sorry" he said as the student was sentenced to stand two hours on one foot. And helpless.

Cindekia turned her head towards Gamya who was still driving in the middle of the highway traffic jam. Not talking all night actually made her miss her husband, but she also wanted to show that she was not a sack of rice.

"Darling, you're the perfect wife for me, don't tell me you're a sack of rice." Gamya stepped on the brake pedal, because the car in front of him stopped, because the car in front, in front of him again also stopped. Jammed.

The right time for Gamya to look at Cindekia who was also looking at him, he briefly kissed his wife's lips. He was glad his wife had spoken to him again,

Cindekia fell silent and rounded her eyes, she was confused to show a happy or angry face because of her husband's kiss. "Sir, walk sir! It was already moving the car in front," the screech showed a panicked face.

Gamya smiled back at driving his car. He was not good at persuading women, he was just lucky to have his wife who so easily forgot his anger.

"My husband dear," Gamya laughed,

"I love that you call me that when you're angry. Do you know Babe, I interpreted the call as a signal you want me." he continued in between his laughter.

"Ah that..," Cindekia's ears flushed hot as Gamya reminded her of their first ever encounter. He called Gamya that.

"Sorry..," Gamya searched his sentence. Apologies that are spoken too often sound like they are not serious.

"Because I'm not comfortable with your parents. Therefore, without talking about it with you I drove both of your parents to the hotel. But I've thought about it, I'll try to be a good daughter-in-law" Gamya said with a focused view of the road.

In fact, Cindekia's parents couldn't believe just letting go of her daughter to a stranger they had just met. What if her daughter goes missing suddenly after marriage?

Is he telling the truth so easily? ask Cindekia in my heart.

"Pushing Me, then kissing me like last night is also the result of your thoughts? I think you did it out of anger."

"Your mind is right. I'm mad at you, Sweetie."

"Mr angry because I went to bring my father's car? afraid of being broken, is it?" guess Cindekia.

Gamya laughed in disbelief at his wife's accusations. How Cindekia thinks she's angry just because of the car. Even if Cindekia burns down her house and all her cars, she won't be angry. Most likely they will stay in a contracted house.

"No, I'm mad at cem. mas." Gamya rectifies reasons that have not been thrown. Jealous of seeing you smile at another man. Your smile is just for me.

"I'm worried because you're mad at me" she explained.

The wife was angry, she became angry because of anxiety, what does this mean?

Cindekia looked bored at her husband, "If I am angry, persuade him not to be so dong. I was surprised inwardly, suddenly you were being rude like that."

"Darling, I've thought about it.." Gamya paused again.

It makes the listener impatient.

"What, Sir?"

What else is he thinking? may good things, inner Cindekia