MY BOSS MY HUSBAND
114. LAMAR AYU'S

~AUTHOR POV~

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three months ago-

After taking her lover to work, Jansen immediately went home. Even though they are well dressed and can go straight to the office. But, he chose to go home, hoping that his parents would still be at home even if it was impossible.

He was eager to say that he was ready to propose to his beloved. Ayu's family has also agreed, the origin, papa and his mother really have accepted Ayu with open and sincere hands.

"Ma, Pa!" he screamed as soon as he entered the house.

"Ma, Pa!" repeat as you walk to the dining room. Naughtiness!

Hearing her young master shout, the aunt who was cleaning in the dirty kitchen immediately cleaned her hands and wrapped her hands on the apron attached to her body.

In a hurry he walked towards the direction the sound came from.

"Mas Jan," she said in a daze. Not usually his young master was still at home at this kind of hour. It should be on the way or already in the office.

"Same master Madam has departed, Mas. Not long!" tell him.

"Mas, would you like to make some breakfast?" he asked after remembering that he did not meet his young master this morning at the dinner table.

"Jan had breakfast, Bi. Thanks you! Yes already, if mom and dad have already left, Jan also leave, Bi!" The aunt nodded as she followed her master with the direction of her gaze.

When the aunt returned to the dirty kitchen, Tini, a younger housekeeper, came from the laundry room.

"Who was that, Bi?"

"Mas Jan,"

"Tumben clock is still at home. Misadventures?"

"So, but I didn't see breakfast."

"Yes, Tini also did not see, did not come home last night? Kan, from noon go the same Ma'am Ayu."

"Yes, maybe!"

The two continued their work while talking.

"Bi, according to Bibi, is Ayu or Mira suitable for Jan?" Tini while rinsing the plate asked.

"Non Mira is beautiful and looks mature, fits Jan well. But somehow, Auntie didn't like it too much. Prefer the same non Ayu.

Non Ayu seemed more friendly and sincere. That's what Auntie says."

"This is the same, Bi. Ayu's mom is like her name. His heart is also his heart. Friendly! Still remind, when he woke up early and nawarin help. It seems to be accustomed to getting up early and working to clean up the house. Mira's time is raging, where it was once like that. Out of the room was neat, differentiated. Just walk to the dinner table."

"But, maybe it's because in his house a lot of people do business. The rich man's son. Bibi had heard Madam talking to Mr. Non Ayu was inversely proportional to Non Mira. Her parents only had a grocery store in the market, "Aunti spoke almost in whispers.

"The grocery store at the market is good, Bi."

"Yes, good for us, but not for people who have factories or companies."

"Yes, Auntie's right. When did Bi, we had a shop. Let alone shops, small shops may be impossible for us," said Tini.

"The right work, save money, do not foya-foya online shopping. Let's get married, open a business."

"Amen."

Two people from different generations worked while chatting. As long as they work in this house, they are always compact there is no difference of understanding or envy. Tini can work in this house because of Auntie. So, I consider Aunt as her Aunt.

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"Father already, if not, there is no way Ayu was invited to his house and last night Jansen even lamar Ayu to us. If there is no blessing from his parents, there is no way he would dare to submit a proposal to the father," said Mr. Berton proudly.

So far, for two years knowing Jansen, according to Mr. Berton, there is nothing unusual about Jansen. And Jansen always looks serious with their daughter.

"Mother thought sir, how later if they married, it turns out that her in-laws do not match Ayu. Not getting along."

"Mom thinks it's a distance."

The middle-aged couple sat in a chair near the cashier's desk. They had just finished wrapping up the order of one of their customers.

"Our son turned out to be a big boy, sir. Ready to get married. A new feeling a few years ago carried him on his back while serving buyers. Now, his body is even bigger than Mom's," he said grinfully but there was a smile on his lips.

Mr. Berton reached out and patted Ms. Rohaya's hand on the table.

Not only his wife, he also felt that way. It was only a few years that he went back and forth to school to drive Ayu. Still wearing the red and white uniform.

"Time passes very quickly, sir. I hope Jansen's the right match for her from God."

They both set that hope.

Really, no parent wants their child not to last, right?

Both of them were silent with their own thoughts. Of course in children who are already and will get married, they will leave the house. Even with their daughter, after marriage, will definitely get out of the house. Will follow husband. The meeting will be minimal.

"Mom will definitely miss, Yuyu wants to sleep at Mom's feet. Although sometimes he's like a hot worm can't stay still, but I'm happy every time he whines and drops his head on Mom's lap."

Ms. Rohaya issued words that had been contrary to what had happened. Because obviously, when Ayu whines for bedding on her mother's thigh, her mother will reset the new acc first, or sometimes push her child's head to get away from the lap immediately.

Turns out, it's all just the opposite.

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In the afternoon, as soon as the office hours were over, Jansen immediately prepared to go home. He tidied up the files on the desk and put them in his desk drawer and locked them away.

He walked over while nodding to greet the few employees who greeted him.

As he was about to leave, he met Andrian. To this day, he still has a little sentiment on the man because he remembers his girlfriend who used to be very crazy about Andrian.

Andrian nodded his head to say hello and was countered by Jansen.

After looking at it for a while and being more thorough, Andrian seemed to be thinner than usual.

Jansen drove his car faster, already impatient to say the thing he really wanted to his parents.

Several times he pressed the horn to ask for a way on the vehicle in front of him.

Really, it was not Jansen who remained calm despite being stuck as usual, now he turned into an emotional Jansen and and easily sprained.

"Can't you drive, huh?" he shouted from inside the car as one car passed him and moved quickly in front of him.

"Huh, where did the officials go, just a pledge to reduce congestion. Reduced what. Even more jammed," dumelnya slowly with a face that is very unpleasant to see.

All this time, he didn't even care about anything on the part of the government, but since he was upset, the promises that would-be officials would make when voting were now in his protests.

Not long after, he finally arrived home. He smiled after seeing his mother's car parked in front of the house.

"Ma, Pa!" call him as soon as he gets into the house.

His voice was blaring, seriously disturbing hearing.

"What the hell is screaming, this isn't in the woods," his mother said as she walked toward the kitchen.

"Come lamar Ayu, Jansen has asked permission from his parents."