MY BOSS MY HUSBAND
94. RESTORED?

~POV AYU~

*****

The real rich man.

Kayak gedong shay's house. I think if I clean this house, say just to sweep it, it will definitely take half a day.

I'm more insecure, right? Can you turn right? My house is like a kitchen of this house. Well, it's appropriate that Jansen's parents reject me completely.

"Why is that a manyun?" jansen asked because he saw me sitting in the car with a big lip.

"It can't be done, baby. Tell me I'm sick, can't come. Why am I going home alone."

"What then? Wh why? Is there anything you want to say? Try, tell me the same, don't be damned!" Jansen asked very patiently, it seems like he was trying to keep my mood that had not been stable.

I shook my head slowly.

"I'm minder. Your house is big, I'm afraid," I said slowly with my head down.

I'm not scared because I'm big and think there's a ghost or something. I was afraid of getting lost and being timid. Afraid of his father Jansen's mother bullying me through the size of his house.

"Pull breath ..."

Hfffffffff

"Slow down ..."

Huuuuffffff

"Repeat ... Pull ... Dispose ..."

I did it so many times that I felt a little relaxed.

I closed my eyes and questioned myself. Reminds me that this path I chose. I already knew who Jansen was supposed to be I realized what he had must have multiplied from what I had.

"Is he ready?" ask Jansen slowly.

"Hufffc ... Ready," I replied trying to be sure.

Me and Jansen got out of the car. Jansen reached out to hold me. I held her hand and walked slightly behind her.

"Ma, Pa, we're coming" said Jansen and I held my head up. Then respectfully greet them.

I walked forward and greeted Jansen's parents. Surprisingly enough, because my hands were received and they let me kiss the back of their hands. Is this a good sign?

Before going to the dining table, we sat on a soft sofa in one of the rooms in this house. It must be tens or hundreds of millions. Cute beut gais. Sitting in the air, not feeling.

Actually I'm hungry for eyes, I want to turn my eyes around this house. I want to see an antique clock hanging on the wall, a golden closet. Is it possible that it was in real gold? Hopefully no thief will hear my thoughts.

In the pretentious style of 'always' I ignored it all. I buried my curiosity deep. It's easy for me to be a daughter-in-law here, I can count Jansen's treasures later. Oopsss ...

Shay, I'm just kidding, well, I'm not at that theater.

"So what's the same with your parents?" ask Jansen's mother. His voice and intonation are friendly, but do not know well, his heart is friendly or not. It can get angry, right?

"Pamit was taken by Jansen to his house, Auntie" I answered honestly.

"Not asked why you were brought here?" continue him again.

"I said same old man yesterday, Auntie. Pas Jansen was told to bring her here. Tell me like Jansen said, 'was invited to dinner at home', and parents were allowed." I'm trying to be as friendly as possible. I'm trying to take their hearts. So a little improvisation of being a sycophant and a know-how-not papa, right?

"Did they know Jansen's house was far away?" The third question is like investigating.

"Tau, Aunt. That's why I told you not to stay overnight. And asked before, can't it be changed to lunch, let's not go home late." This is the correct info shay, mom said it's fitting I info want dinner at Jansen's house.

Who tries parents who are not worried. Dinner in the city is almost two hours away.

"Why not say?"

"???"

That means if I request lunch, okay?

How come there's no clue from Jansen, anyway?

"I don't feel good Auntie."

Right, guys? In this case, it is not me who is glorified. Unless I was heir to one of the international companies in the country. They'll automatically recede if I have a requestant even if I suddenly cancel.

"Call your mom, tell her you're not coming home tonight, who's taking her. The jansen? And he comes back here again? Tell me you're home tomorrow. Kemaleman if now!" There's a ketus tone, but the look isn't. Is this a good sign?

"Yes, Auntie," I replied as I reached into my cell phone to inform my parents. It makes sense, his mother Jansen advised. It's seven o'clock in the evening and it's even past. If Jansen drove me home and came back here again, it would be midnight or even dawn. Want to bargain him in my house again, afraid bablas again like that day. Sleeping on the couch.

"Let me just say it, Yang!" Jansen's words stopped my hand in the bag.

He stood up and walked away a little bit from this room making me a little uneasy. Am I going to be slaughtered here now in this short time? my inner.

"Usually, where did you meet Jansen?" ask Jansen's mother.

From then on his father was silent, and occasionally changed the channel tipi that was lit. Johana and her husband did not say anything either. There's only them, the handsome Joshua hasn't seen his nose. Oh forget, Belvania doesn't exist either. Is it the same with Joshua?

Wanted to ask but was afraid of being cocky and pretentious.

"We used to meet on weekends and Jansen came to my house, Auntie." My eyes are not focused on one object. Jansen kok long time anyway, it just want to say, 'Too nginap yah, ma'am, told mama'.

"Only a few times, even if there was the same urge that day Jansen came home from out of town." Original, I answered honestly.

"Have you been in your house?" Ih kok kepo you mistress.

"Once, Aunt, but it's not the weekend. He always comes home from the weekend, but he seems to be staying at the hotel." As I remember Jansen only once, even because of heavy rain.

I saw Aunt Helena nodding thinly.

After this, what else will you ask? my family? no way, they must have known all the way to the root of the fibers that almost broke even though.

"Well, I agree, you I'll take you tomorrow, Dad!" Jansen was nongol before another strange question was sparked.

I nodded and slightly smiled at my lover who was now sitting back next to me quietly and very closely.

"Where's Josh?" ask Jansen who may have realized the lack of one personnel in this house.

"Where's vania?" ask her again while reaching for a cell phone.

"Again go with Josh his, snack." This time Jo's brother replied.

"I'm hungry, let's eat first. If anyone wants to ask Yuyu, then. Kan he nginap," said Jansen while standing even though his parents are outs.

Unbeknownst to her embarrassment, she reached out to me.

I bit my own teeth and threw my eyes away when our eyes met. Unfortunately, he doesn't understand. Or, Do you pretend not to understand?

"Pa, come on, let's eat first. Jansen is starving!" invite Aunt Helena while putting the fashion magazine that was perched on her lap. But, ever since I sat here, he never opened the book. Maybe it doesn't attract his attention?

My poor soul seemed to rebel after reading that title.

*****

Eating here is different from my home. If it's crowded here, in my house like being silent. It's just an adult, there's no Vania here yet.

"Maclum, yeah!" whispered Jansen to me. I sit on his right.

I nodded and smiled understandingly.

I honestly admit, I will also have a lot of things to ask when at the dinner table. It appears that is what we want to ask and will eventually spread everywhere.

"Ehem!"

Papa Jansen cleared his throat. We were reprimanding those who were whispering before them.

"Ayu's house, if you eat well eat, there is no telling. Maybe he was surprised to see that we were sharing the story while eating" Jansen told his parents.

"Yes, from now on don't talk when

the meal. Change bad habits. Add family members, the atmosphere of the house must also be different. If it's a good thing, well we apply it and vice versa." New additional rules in this house by papa Jansen.

"Tante Yuyu.." Someone's scream echoed in the aftercare with a puffed-up toddler crashing into my leg.

"Vania kangennnn!" lebay.

"Tante also misses Vania. How's Van doing?"

"Good aunt, now I'm a school loh aunt, tk a." he reported excitedly.

"Good dong, means Vania's great dong!"

"Yes dong, Vania is that loh," he said as he patted his chest arrogantly.

Before long, Josh appeared with a look of a requested face in the tabok because it was very handsome. I saw him for a while and lowered my head and turned my eyes to all corners of the house.

Oh God, Jansen's mom used to crave what fit pregnant the three of them.

"Ehem!" Jansen cleared his throat, I thought he was spraining, then I intended to bring the glass in front of him closer.

"Keep yor eyes on me, Yang!" said slowly.

Was he jealous because I saw Josh? Jeez Jansen, you're gonna want to know.

Nothing happened at this dinner, the hearing about my relationship with Jansen should be the main topic.

Now the dining room is filled with chirping Vania who does not stop because it is raining.

Lucky I was smart yesterday and straight away learned table manner.

"Jansen, set your schedule, you can discuss when the right time is. We ask Ayu to go to his house" said Jansen's father, Om Hartawan.

Uhuk ... Uhuk... Uhuk...

I choked on my own drink and was immediately saved by Jansen by patting my back.

"Are you surprised?" ask her with a sweet smile.

"Be ready! It won't be long" Jansen continued confidently.

Is that true?

Is the invitation for me today something positive?

Gosh, then in vain I was restless all the way. Even I didn't eat lunch because of anxiety and anxiety I guess.