MY BOSS MY HUSBAND
23. LEGITIMATE!

Mitra Husada Surgical Hospital

In a third-grade room, Tika was talking to other patients. One room with 3 patient beds. Tika seemed relaxed talking to an elderly grandfather and a grandmother who was also treated in the same room.

“Piye Nduk your hand?” (How about, son with your hand?) asked the granny who looked horrified looking at the hand of Tika who was crushed. He wondered why Tika's hand could be wrapped like that. It looks like lontong food.

“Ora opo-opo, Mbah. Ora ono rasane.” (It's okay, Grandma. It doesn't feel anything). Tika replied while throwing a friendly smile.

“Lah kepiye ceritane, nyapo your hands ?” cuklek (How does the story go, why did your hand break so?) Replace Grandpa with hair that is almost bald asked the Tika.

Tika just smile, “Mbuh .. ujuk-ujuk ondo sing tak ikan mengsle Mbah.” (I don't know, all of a sudden the hand shifts).

“La opo titled demit?” (Well, what's in the ghost push?) cut the granny who was anxious to hear the Tika's words.

“Kok nalahne demit to, Mbah?” (Why blame the ghost?) As the three patients chuckled, the crisp sound of their laughter rang out from outside. Than the sick, even at home.

While still coolly quibbling, Tika immediately pursed her lips. When looking out the window at the figure of the woman he knew. The shadow of her great mistress was seen at a glance in front of the transparajn window.

“Mrs!” pekik Tika when realizing it must be her mother God.

Clamps

The door to the room is wide open.

“TIKA!” call Gods. The man immediately ran his wheelchair towards Tika without the help of encouragement from his mother. He was worried to see Tika's condition.

“What's with your hand?” The god looked worried, his face looked anxious. Because Tika's right hand has been digips. What exactly is going on? Why the baby sitter got hurt.

“Anu ... it .. falls,” replied Tika with doubt.

“Kui bar tibo ko ondo, Le!” (It fell down the stairs, son. Le is the name for a boy) between Grandma who is still there.

The god glanced at the fellow patient Tika. Then the focus returned to Tika's hands. He watched Tika from head to toe. There seemed to be no other injuries, the God heaved a sigh of relief.

“Ma, can I move hospital?” The Lord looked up and looked at the mother. He wanted Tika to be treated in a big hospital. Hospital with number one facility of course.

“Neventless, Sir. I can go home tomorrow. Nothing, just a little crack.” Tika refused loudly. He feels mengdinga. The doctors there are treating it well. So there is no need to overdo it with hospital changes. Dear money, mending for Tika only.

“TIKAAA!”

Instantly Tika did not dare to refute anymore, she simply lowered her face deeply.

“Ojo rough-rough karo bojomu!” satir the Grandpa. (Don't be rude to your wife). In Grandfather instead looked here to the Gods.he did not like men who were rude and spoke high notes to women. Not brave, how dare women.

Tika and the Gods instantly stared at each other with strange gazes.

“Dudu Mbah .. ora, dudu bojoku Mbah. Mas nganteng iki bosku ning kuto, Mbah,” Tika explained in a hurry. Afraid of God and his mother angry because of misunderstanding. (Not the Cake, not my husband. This handsome guy is my boss in town, Cake).

A few moments later.

Because actually Tika's condition is very fit, the doctor does not recommend a hospital move. The girl can go home too. They do not do heavy work.

“Sorry, Mistress. Tika's hand was injured,” Tika felt guilty, because she should have returned to the city a few days ago.

“Nothing. Tonight we're back yes.” Mama Dewa wanted them to go straight back that night as well.

“Tonight, Mistress?” tanya Tika did not believe.

The God Mama nodded. As for the gods, he smiled inwardly.

Soekarno - Hatta International Airport.

The three of them arrived with the last flight, along the way Tika just slept. Sitting in a VIP class, where the legs can be squashed, makes the flight feel good. Just this time Tika got on an expensive class plane. Usually he is looking for the cheapest brand localan. In order to save money, sometimes choose a good car, let it be cheap at the cost. Understandably, Tika must be frugal, so that kaya spit.

Not felt, at one in the morning they finally reached home. Tika, who was still wearing a cast, was immediately told to go to the room and rest. As for the Gods, that man tonight could not close his eyes. It seems the insomnia is starting to recur. When going to take sleeping pills in the drawer, it turns out to stay the place. It's gone, it must be Tika's job. Nanum, instead of getting angry, the man's lips even covered in a smile. Yes, the corner of his lips lifted when he thought of Tika who had now returned.

In the morning, because he came home late at night, as a result Tika was still slitting on the mattress. The girl slept in a supine position. Tired of travel, making his sleep very sound. If there was an earthquake, maybe Tika would not wake up. So restful.

Tok tok tok tok

The god is seen waiting in front of Tika's room.

“Tika ... Tik!” call him.

Tok tok tok tok

Tika who heard the repeated knocking of the door, she began to wake up. It works then n a wide yawn.

“What time is this?” Tika rubbed her eyes, and saw her already at six in the morning.

“Gosh! It's time for Young Master to take a shower!” Tika got off the bed.

“Aduh!” He complained of pain due to the rapid movements that were not careful.

“Tik ... Tika!” call the gods once again. He wondered why Tika had opened the door so long ago.

“Iya, Mr.” Not washing his face, Tika immediately opened the room. He greeted the gods, though he had not washed his face.

“Yes, Tika! Shower there!” banish the God who saw Tika wake up like a playon in the mystery of the mountain merapi. Seriate.

Oh, Tika. Hmmm ....