My Boss My Enemy
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''You must marry Renita, Ar.. The hunt is getting bigger..'' The Queen Mother had already started her advice in the morning while they were enjoying their breakfast.

''Kasian, Granddaughter of Mama. After birth, his status is still unclear. Mama doesn't want, mama's granddaughter on the stamp of illegitimate children. Understand you!''

Armand simply nodded while continuing to eat it.

''When did you meet Renita's parents, Ar?'' ask Setiawan.

''This morning I'm leaving. For a while, my work will be in Devan's handle with Doni..''

Amalia stopped her mouthful and turned to her son.

''Why not say, Mama? Mama has no preparation, Armand, '' the hardened middle-aged woman.

''Oh, Mama hasn't bought this. You think the printouts for applications are not much? Must be pesen first. And it can't have to be a day so..'' Amalia has been on her own.

''You've always been like that, Ar.. Make decisions as good as the bidat, not the same discussion as the parents, do not see the parents have any preparation yet? The good thing is, in the first talk with the same mother papa. It can't be one-sided just like that, '' Amalia scolded.

''When you want to meet candidates carry empty hands.'' Amalia grumbled in annoyance.

Armand rolled his eyes puffed. It's always like this, if it's dealing with his mother

''Papa handle it papa's wife, I want to go.'' Armand finished his breakfast, then left just like that.

''Awas mama's prospective mother-in-law you're all right, Ar. Remember that! it is not halal yet, '' cried Amalia to warn.

'Father too, such a child is kept quiet. Reprimanded , in anger what how is it..'

Armand was still hearing his mother's voice which he knew when it would be finished.

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At home, Renita just finished packing her things into a suitcase. The woman sighed. Honestly, he was still not ready and scared. He was not ready to accept his father's anger, considering that the Father was a strict and religious figure.

Many times, he took a breath and exhaled slowly, trying to calm himself down.

''Are you ready?'' Armand's voice shocked him. He hugged her from behind suddenly.

''Father what the hell, anyway? Not yet muhrim, do not hold!'' Renita tried to take off the heavy hand

''Let it be like this first.'' Armand tightened his embrace, I just want to give you some peace. Fear not! We'll face it together..''

Renita nodded obediently. He also felt calm after inhaling this body scent.

''Are you ready?''

Renita nodded again

''Yes, we're leaving now.'' Armand gently held Renita's hand. The other hand pulled the woman's suitcase, headed to her car.

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The car is traveling at medium speed. They chose the land route to Renita's hometown, at the request of the pregnant woman herself. He said he could enjoy the trip more and could stop, if he wanted something. Armand could only obey him, as long as Renita was comfortable.

''You sleep when you sleep,'' Armand glanced at the glance of his secretary who had not stopped yawning.

''Do you know the way?''

''There's a GPS just look at the phone." Armand pointed at the flat object in front of him with his chin.

''Ok, deh. I sleep first, later if in the area meet the seller rujak cingur, wake me up yes, sir. I really want to do it again.''

''Hmmm...''

Renita lowered the back of her chair and began to close her eyes.

Semantara Armand, still focused on the road in front of her. With painstakingness too, he obeyed the desire of the pregnant woman who wanted to stop. Every saw something interesting in his eyes.

As a result, the journey that should be taken for seven hours, increased to ten hours.

Renita squeezed both her hands. The face that was cheerful. Now it turned tense, cold sweat soaked his hands. When the car on the edge has passed the monument that reads the name of his village. That means, a few more meters he'll be home.

''Calm yourself! I'll explain everything in front of your parents..''

Renita nodded.

''Where is your home?'' ask Armand.

''It's next to Mushola, sir.'' Renita pointed to the yellow painted house next to the mushola.

Armand's car stops right in Renita's yard. A middle-aged woman looked out looking at who was coming.

Renita was getting nervous, when she saw her mother wailing on the porch of the house trying to see who her guests were.

Renita took a deep breath and then took it out slowly. Once in a sense of calm, Renita put on her cheerful smile and opened the door.

''MOTHER!''

Renita immediately hugged the woman who had given birth to her.

''Oh Allah, Reni!'' his mother was surprised to see his daughter coming.

''Sir, Renita mulih. Mr.. Father!'' Asih yelled to her husband

(Sir, Renita's home.)

''Opo tho, Mom? Ning ngarepan omah, ora kepenak in tonggo..''

A middle-aged man came out in his cocoa suit and scabbard. Apparently, will perform worship because the arrival of Renita coincides with the time of Ashar.

''O Allah, Nduk. How about some news?'' The man was no less surprised when he saw his daughter in the arms of the wife.

(Oh Allah, Son, go home and tell you nothing).

''Uh, sopo iki? Ganteng tenan, my man-to-be, yes, '' greeting Asih with his friendliness.

(Eh, who is this? So handsome.).

Armand smiled faintly and then greeted Renita's parents with ta'zim.

''Armand, Mom, sir..''

''Wes,ayo mlebu dhisik. Kesel? Rest sek ning njero, '' invite Asih to his daughter and guests.

(Already, come on, go in first. Tired, right? Rest first inside.)

''Yes, wes. Mr. Salat dhisik, wes Adzan, '' pamit Mahmud, Renita's father.

(Yes, already. Mr. pray first, already adzan ).

''Yes Sir..'' Armand nodded politely.

After her husband went to mushola. Asih invites Renita and Armand into the house with Renita continuing to buy herself.

''Wes, Ren! Opo ora isin? Wes gerang kok sek spoiled ning mom. Ning ngarep would-be mantu pisan, '' Asih protest.

(Already, Ren! Is it not shameful? It's grown up still spoiled same mother, in front of prospective ghosts anyway)

''Bene wes, Mom. Kangen.'' Renita ignored the protests from her mother. He was getting spoiled for the woman who had given birth to him.

(Let's go, ma'am! Kangen.).

'''Huh, tuman! Nabata ae lek in omongi.''

Asih patted his daughter's arm slowly.

(Huh, habit! Just answer me if it is said)

Armand smiled at the interaction of the mother and child. It was like seeing the other side of a Renita.

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In the evening, after the magrib prayer. Everyone gathered in the living room. Mahmud has also made a report to the local RT chairman that he has guests from the city, so as not to cause slander.

''Rendy nang ngendi tho, Mom? Kok ora ketoro ket mau..''

(Rendy where the hell is it, Mom? From that moment it was invisible).

''Most marine yo mulih, Nduk. Must seneng iki meet the arch enemy, '' Kelakar Asih.

(At least come home, son. It must be nice to meet his nemesis)

''Miss Armand, kanko ojo startled, yo? Lek bristled behavior Renita karo adike sing exactly cat karo rat, '' said Mahmud.

(Kid Armand, don't be surprised later? If you see Renita's behavior with her sister who looks like a cat like a mouse ).

''Just the same, sir. I'm the same my sister is also at home..''

Armand is familiar with the Javanese language because his mother is also from Java. It's just, he can't say it.

Their conversation went on warmly. There was only the second curse of Renita's parents who provoked laughter. In the end, Armand began serious talks.

Armand cleared his throat to neutralize his nervousness.

''Sir, I apologized earlier. I want to convey something..''

Mahmud was silent, and he began to listen to what the young man in front of him was going to say.

''You can hit me or do anything to me. I will accept it and I will not sue you.. After that, you are willing to give my blessing..''

Renita was already tense from earlier, the originally warm atmosphere became gripping.

He held his mother's hand in search of calm.

''I impregnated the father's son..''

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Jeng, not a tense beard, anyway?

if not tense reading while watching Badarawuhi aja, yes..

Sorry if the language is like that. I was just adjusting the Javanese language in the area where I live

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