My Boss My Enemy
Terms of Armand

''Mas, I'm bored, '' said Renita spoiled.

She rested her head on the husband's shoulder, her tail watching the movement of the child who was agile moving to and fro in the back garden.

''Where areyou? Later I will drop off, shopping, the beach or any other place you want to visit, said Armand without distracting him from the folding screen on his lap.

''Not a trip, not a vacation. The point is, I was bored at home and there was no activity, '' the woman hugged by advancing her lips.

Armand put down his laptop, then turned to look at his wife. ''What do you want?''

Renita developed her smile, her Component husband had already caught the signal from her.

''I want there to be activities that produce muan, '' said the woman enthusiastically.

''What money did I give you less, Ren? If you are lacking, you should say. Do not be confused about finding all the money. You are quite focused on me as a child, '' Armand's nagging resolutely rejected his wife's wishes.

''But I want some activity, Mas, '' his whine.

''Taking care of Marvelllo also includes activities, replied Armand flatly.

Renita puffed her cheeks in annoyance.

''I want to open a business but from home, so family to take care, business also to take care. Then there is Bi Lastri who will help.''

Not broken charcoal, Renita tried hard to persuade the husband to agree to his wishes.

''The air is not as beautiful as expected. Only a few people can make it all happen. Maybe now you can talk like that, but when you have lived it not necessarily you can make it happen.''

''The wife has a business desire instead of being supported even in the love of the lecture, '' grumbled Renita.

He just left with his regret.

''Renita....''

''Ren.''

Armand exhaled, his call being ignored by his wife.

''Where do you get your thoughts from, him? Who's been pumping it?'' ask Armand inwardly.

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Renita was busy with a cell phone in her hand, even she was smiling herself like crazy. To the extent that the presence of her husband and children is not heedless.

Armand who saw that squinted sharply, suspicion just soaked in his heart. Because, lately his wife is always busy with the flat object.

Armand tried to sneak a peek at what Renita was doing. Her cocoon soul was struggling, she had to make sure her suspicions were true.

"Who are you talking to, Ren?"

The baritone's voice managed to shock him, even he almost dropped the phone in his hand.

"Someone," Renita answered briefly without distracting her.

"If asked the husband the right answer, Renita," said Armand with annoyance.

"Someone, Mas," Renita said with anxiety.

He was confused to reply to some messages going to his number, the husband even made himself more dizzy.

Because of the anger ignored earlier, Armand seized a flat object that had become his wife's priority.

"Don't you, Mom, turn around?"

"Mas!" Renita shouted in annoyance.

"Sstt, quiet! Let me check first."

"Whatever!"

Armand sighed after knowing all the contents of the message. Which turned out to be from some people who ordered a cake to his wife. He closed his eyes to suppress the emotions within him.

"Bas on stubborn women!" his inner.

"Happy! Still suspicious of me?" asked Renita with her malice.

"here! I still have to reply to the chat from them," Renita said by forcibly seizing the object in the hands of her husband.

He again busied himself with the flat object again.

"When did you start?" armand asked coldly.

"A week ago. At first I was just a prank, Mom. Make a cake, then I post it on the sosmed. I know a lot of people are interested. In addition, my cake is often brought to the show mama. So many of my mom's friends are addicted. They said, 'my cake is delicious not make eneg, sweetness is also fitting'," said Renita at length.

Armand nodded in understanding. Now he understood why his wife insisted on opening a business from home. It could be that this woman got incitement from various parties even her own mother.

"So, yes, Mas..," Renita pinta wiggled her husband's arm.

"Yes, yeah...." Renita put on a face as blank as possible full of requests.

She sighed when she did not get any response from her husband.

"If I forbid, how?"

"I'll keep doing it because I've already taken their orders."

"Then, what's the point of you asking for my approval, Renita?" armand asked with restraining growl.

"As a good wife, I must ask the husband's permission," Renita replied innocently.

"Why is the old magical trait of sleeping now, rising again?" rutuk Armand in heart.

"How, Mas?" renita.

"Alright," replied Armand in a low tone.

The woman's smile was perfect. She immediately hugged her husband's body tightly, not forgetting to test his face with a kiss.

"But there are conditions."

"What?"

"You must never forget your duty as a wife and a mother, understand!" Armand stared intensely at the woman.

Steadily, Renita responded. "I promise."

"And one more" whispered Armand

Renita blinked her eyes a few times. He thought that was the only condition of Armand

"What?"

"Give me another baby."