Mamy Sugar
Maria

His rhythmic steps rhymed regularly sound like classic music that flowed following his arrival. Her face was a typical small one with moderate eyes that were flashing sluggishly over her sweet smile. That's how Mother Maria entered the vvip room of this club.

"I'm sorry doesn't mean to put you down" he kicked in a low voice I'm familiar with.

I just stared at the cocktail I haven't seen since. My heart is in doubt and disbelief over what we discussed today. To my knowledge Mother Mary was a good woman - well, not a lonely auntie. He is also quite simple, never wearing branded goods or brondong showers.

At first glance a smile decorate her face "Why should you?" Mother Mary is the most sintered when it comes to guessing - guessing people's minds. That is why he is successful in the business world.

"Yes ma'am." I replied embarrassedly - embarrassed.

"Because you're handsome, well-behaved and hardworking" Mother Mary gave a description of me too perfectly.

"I'm so embarrassed by cooking" I blushed with Maria's praise.

"If not handsome, I do not want, otherwise my hard worker will also not bargain my company shares as the payment" Mother Maria sipped lemon tea in her message.

This is the mother Maria pesennya if not sweet tea must be lemon tea. Muters are just, alcohol free anyway. The food is healthy - healthy, exercise is also yoga. If not overtime in the same office as his son. Never being seen at the Club if it's not important - it's important. Suddenly he nawarin I became brondongnya....Alias Sugar Baby.

"I know who you are" Mother Mary emphasized her voice "I understand the reputation of your family" Mary's mother wiped her thick lips with a tissue. "We worked together several times before you became my employee"

"Mom Why not find a real husband? Mom is young"

"But I'm not Har's type of man" Mother Maria said.

"But you were married, right? Does anyone want a dong ma'am? The handsome again"

My ex-husband Maria is a Caucasian who works in IT and has served as CEO. They are 10 years old and quite beautiful. For some reason they divorced when they look harmonies, their children are also beautiful and funny. Based on the information of friends in the office, when we gossiped about him.

"Who knew about our marriage it was you or me" Mary's mother laughed crisply but cried in my ear. "I know, I'm not your type either" Maria's mother took a deep breath - in "If I were your type I was nagging you today, not a contract marriage, Har"

Mother Maria with her calm face stood up slowly leaving the chair and walked towards me while patting my shoulder.

"Ga need to answer now" Mary ignored our conversation that day and walked away the same as before. Calm down and move regularly. Like the sound of a tonal beat waiting for the melodious voice of the singer to greet him.

*'***'

Because of that incident, I often pay attention to Miss Maria. When talking, when eating, walking and definitely when working. I really didn't think he could offer that to me.

"Harry...!!!" reprimand ma'am Maria during the meeting because I was not concerned about what she was talking about but was busy measuring other things from Maria ma'am.

Miss Maria is ugly - ugly. But there's something that makes that guy not think bad. The face of Bu Maria is quite classic typical Javanese, speaking politely with a melodious voice and comfortable intonation. Once upon a time, young people were radio broadcasters, he said. Her hair was straight black and long without layers. If it's in a TV commercial if it's not a shampoo ad, so Kunti kali. His body was thin, rather small and there were no meaningful indentations with an upright and dynamic posture. Understand yoga diligence.

"Harry's..." Call him again. "You gotit? "

"I am yes ma'am" He was in aja deh, than he was angry. Although the person is rarely angry, but if angry serem. A word that has worked here for a long time.

"Work later you come with me to a meeting, huh Har? " Dendang Bu Maria is usually sweet.

Such a graceful figure how can it be difficult to find a soul mate, huh? even though the money is a lot, the attitude is good and the cooking pinter. Ckckck human.

*****

"You're curious about me Har?" Ask Miss Maria in a sharp tone. "Why would I pay you?"

It's the most unpleasant, ma'am Maria Pinter guessing - guessing kayak has a sixth sense.

For a moment Maria's mom swept her eyes around and then she started stopping her at me. "I want to feel a normal marriage"

He replied with a smile, "Why is it good-looking?" ms. Maria lowered her head and smiled again "Because my son is beautiful and I am not, I do not want if there will be children in this marriage do not get too far physically with my son now. In order not to be lame and become a throb" he replied calmly like a lake at night "Other times if you want to ask me directly ask, do not be dumb when meeting. We can set the time and place"

"Good ma'am." I replied politely.

"Oh yes.. Can I get the answer on the first date?"

I'd wage my salary if I refuse to be immediately cut salary don't - don't.

"So I can easily arrange it just as administrative, if you agree" replied ma'am. Mary without waiting I asked.

"I.. Yes ma'am" I answered.

"Let's go home?" bring Miss Maria to me.

*****

Date one has arrived, but from day one there is no sign of ma'am. Maria took the busara about it. The work goes on as usual, Miss Maria's face just like that. There was a smile that was always carved on his lips despite the usual talking. It's true she said, Maria doesn't include typeku. I don't know the energy is too positive so it's hard to imagine if we're in bed later. Maybe he could say

"Excuse me.. Can you hold it for a second?" Or "Sorry if it can be continued"

He can also always master the atmosphere as my man so can not dominate. If it's a physical affair, just close your eyes, so be it. But she doesn't have any sexy. His body was always neatly wrapped in blazers and trousers. Nothing can be peeped on even just his thighs.

I sneered at my temple while waiting for him in his study after office hours. The workspace is not so neat but somehow impressed elegant.

"Sorry to wait for Har!!" the sound of Mary's mother buzzing breezy pampering the eardrum. Cute and polite I've been listening to music blouse.

"Just get to the point" Ms. Maria grabbed two green maps from one corner of her desk. And thrust it at me.

I thought it would be a sheet, but it turned out to be just a sheet that contained it. Treat her as a wife, nothing more.

"Just this is ma'am..?" My reflexes.

"There is less?" Ask Mary in wonder.

"For example, how many times a day or a week.." I'm trying to code a sensitive challenge between husband and wife.

"You want me to make a husband, not a complacent lust" replied the mother Mary in a melodious voice..

"O... Just that" the sound I made as I broke my signature without a second thought.