My Boss Samuel's
116. Suddenly Doyan ate

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Sam had been waiting for me many times on campus, even so often I forgot how many times he had missed and permission to leave the office just to wait for me to teach.

Like today. Sam carried his laptop and sat in the campus library, sitting in one corner of the window and looking focused at work. Of course, even though he is not in the office, he will also still be responsible for the work if not, can get damprat from Aroon later. Notya feel happy because awaited by the husband. But instead it was me who could not focus on teaching because thinking of him who became the center of attention of the students.

He wasn't wearing a work suit as usual, just black pants and a shirt. But with the appearance just like that already able to make all the students suddenly diligently read books and do their duties in the library.

Especially when I entered the library, and saw that all of its inhabitants were almost ninety percent women that immediately annoyed me. They held a book in hand but their eyes fixed on even someone who secretly stole a picture candidly of my husband, who seemed indifferent to his surroundings and chose to focus on work.

“You go home.” I cut myself while sitting next to him.

Sam turned his head and kissed me on the forehead, a reflex action and his habit every time I sat down and was beside him. As if it had just realized where he was, Sam immediately distanced his face.

“Udah no more classes?” he asked in a soft voice.

“Nothing. Want to go home quickly.” I started to get upset and whine.

“Oke.” He started packing his laptop and some maps on the table, while I stared at him frown.

Why does he look so handsome? He is almost 33 years old. But even his good looks are getting in my eyes. The feeling of my friend Mas Angga's office used to be nothing like that.

“Ayo.” He clasped my hand and stepped out of the library and looked straight ahead. Ignoring the gazes of the female students I was sure they were screaming inwardly.

‘Suami halukuuh'

“Can't wait for me on perpus.” I snorted while getting in the car.

“Why? So where should I wait for you?” he asked innocently.

“Serah but not in perpus!” I screamed in anger and suddenly started crying.

“Why even cry?” Sam asked in panic and grabbed a tissue.

“You're all nyebelin!” I threw a dirty tissue in his face, Sam just chuckled as he grabbed the tissue and threw it into the little trash can that was in this car.

“You know not, Del. Lately you have been very crybaby. A little cry, cry, cry, cry angry, laugh also while crying.” He patted the top of my head.

And that made my crying even louder.

“Jeez, Del.” Sam looked at me horror. “You why the hell? Don't scare me like this, I'm so worried about you.”

“What!?” I get angry while crying.

“I'm worried.” Plain language.

“You must be accusing me of being crazy, right?! You have the heart, you are evil!” I immediately punched his chest tight until he coughed with a reddened face.

Sam glared at me while holding his chest. “Sick.” Said grimacing.

“Bodo highly!!” I turned my face away from being upset.

And the shucks cackled in amusement while driving his car away from the parking lot of the campus.

Aish! He doesn't know if I'm upset anymore? Upset with his teasing and upset at myself. Sam's right, I've been whiny lately and it sucks. Even when I talk to my ART, sometimes my eyes can be teary.

Ah, am I the one who just realized that this is a crybaby?

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“What are you doing?” I looked at Sam who was busy in the kitchen. After coming home from college I fell asleep in the room, my intention was to just lie down to accompany Sam to watch TV, but it turns out I even slept until this afternoon. “You cook?” I smelled a delicious scent that suddenly made me hungry.

“Yes, I suddenly wanted to eat chicken opor, but wanted to cook it myself. So I asked grandpa what the spice was.”

I almost choked on a laugh, but I immediately broke it. Everywhere asking the recipe is the same cuisine of women, right? Why didn't Sam ask Eliza and Grandpa instead? Oh, my God, he's really funny.

I plucked the chicken and released it immediately because it was still hot.

“Still hot.” Sam grabbed my hand and blew it, he smiled and licked the chicken opor paste on my index finger.

“H what a chance!” I grumbled and pulled my hand from his grasp.

Sam laughed, bringing the plate containing his food to the table while I took the rice from the rice cooker.

He cooked five pieces of chicken and ... He gave me one and spent the rest. I gawk.

“What do you eat anyway? Savage kebangetan!” I clucked while looking at him. “Ck, mill.”

Sam just smiled, ignored my words and still continued to be engrossed in his food. I looked at him in horror, lately he's been eating more than usual. Fortunately, he was getting more and more active every morning. So those fats will not accumulate and bulge in his stomach.

After eating, Sam and I sat cross-legged in the TV room. I've yawned a couple of times, actually it's not so night is still eight but I don't know I feel so tired. I was about to curl up in Sam's lap when he suddenly held my head.

“Hm.” I just muttered with furrowed brows.

“I want to eat martabak.” He said while pinching my cheek.

“Order online.” I said while yawning.

“Pengen near the old Depok Station, which is near the road.” Sam half-whined.

I glared at him. “Not all martabak pengen from Kalimantan or Overseas all?” He's just been around. Sam had just eaten martabak bought by Papa who he said Papa bought near Depok Lama Station. And that was a month ago, maybe he still remembers and now wants it.

Sam looked at me pouting. “I'm serious.”

“Do you think I'm not serious? I'm two rius, Sam. You just ate at six o'clock, four pieces of chicken if you forget.” I looked at him in wonder. “Where was the run?” I pulled the t-shirt up to watch her stomach not change at all.

He sighed, reaching for his phone. “Yes, I ordered online only.” He opened the G-food app.

I just looked at her horror, she seriously still wants to eat? Just two hours ago he ate a lot though, and now wants to eat again? I know he's eating a lot but this is already above normal limits.

“What do you order?” I stared at his phone screen and glared. What he ordered was a special egg martabak 4 eggs, plus sweet martabak. “Sam!” I looked at him in horror. “You're my husband, right? Not a thick genie what genderuwo?” I said get away to the corner of the sofa.

He only glanced flatly while focusing on the screen of his phone.

“What the hell?” he said a little bit because he heard my babble.

••

I noticed Sam sitting cross-legged on the carpet in front of the TV, the egg wrap was on the right and the sweet martabak was on the left. He ignored me and focused on eating while watching.

And it just so happens that tonight Aroon and Raffael come here to stay because it's Friday and Saturday tomorrow the company's holiday. They came to me at the same time after taking turns bathing in their room.

I was sitting on the sofa a little bit away from where Sam was sitting.

“Sam is like possessed?” I said while whispering as Aroon and Raffael were already sitting beside me.

They just looked at Sam with a confused look.

“What's hard, Del?” aroon asked while whispering also following my manner of speaking. Yes, if we don't whisper about people hearing continue to rampage again.

“Hardness jin gentong.” Aroon and Raffael giggled while closing their mouths so that Sam who was focusing on eating while watching the TV did not hear it.

“He doesn't need to be possessed anymore, Del. He does eat it. Her genie was already stuck from birth.” Raffael's whisper to make the three of us giggle amusedly.

I tried to hold back my laughter and looked at Sam. He was angry, didn't he if me and his two brothers often blasphemed him?

“But I'm serious. For two weeks, he ate mulu. Keep getting lazy to the office.” I said slowly.

“She's a slacker, Del. In front of you just pretentious, after for the same task I was he was even more lazy really until sometimes I was dizzy.” Aroon.

“Eh, but I'm scared, Ar. Had cooked chicken opor four pieces at his own meal, continue this martabak two servings also in his own meal is not divide. Don't-don't when he was born directly in love gastric grafts yes so that wider can fit a lot.” I am not satisfied with my own husband.

Raffael giggled even more, even his face until red because of holding back laughter. “Do not add another elephant hull, Del.”

The three of us laughed again.

“You guys what?” Sam suddenly looked.

Sure makes me, Aroon and Raffael immediately alert. And I chose to pretend I didn't see it.

“G-gue watch TV.” Raffael and Sam raised only one eyebrow and turned to look at Aroon.

“If I sit down again, take a shower. Dry work tired.” Chirps Aroon who deliberately pressed her last sentence.

Sam finally shrugged, stood up and walked into the kitchen. He came out of the kitchen carrying a bottle of cold water and gulped it down until half was left.

I thought he was going to take me to bed, but in fact he sat back down and plucked his sweet martabak again.

I looked at him in horror. He's definitely not my husband, he's got to be a genderuwo incarnation or whatever that demon is. I'm sure a thousand percent!

I, Aroon and Raffael can only look at each other to see Sam who began to be engrossed with his hammer again.

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TO BE CONTINUED....