My husband is my father's boss
Episode 4 of Son Kos

HI BROTHER, BE INFORMED

BEFORE READING THIS NOVEL, YOU SHOULD NOT CONTINUE READING, BECAUSE MANY CHAPTERS ARE CUT OFF BECAUSE OF REVISION

SORRY FOR THE UNCOMFORTABILITY. 2/10/20

After the orange ball sank, Alisya walked off the beach. Not far away he walked, his eyes were fixed on two figures of black-glassed bouleons, pants and wearing white shirts, it seemed like they would cross paths. Alisya's eyes glanced, he was amazed at one of the Caucasians, in his heart he prayed that he would be a match with a handsome boule like him.

Out of nowhere came the desire, suddenly he wanted to marry a rich bule and make his parents proud.

"Yes, why are you still on the beach? Come on, Mas, take you home!"  The revelation approached.

"No need, Mas, I can go home alone, Mas Wahyu just go to sea."

"But you promise, go straight home!"

"Ready, Commander," said Alisya saluted. Revelation pulled her nose. He always was, most like to pull Alisya's nose. Revelation walked back, preparing to go to sea, hastening Alisya to step home.

His steps stopped when he saw a black car parked in front of Pakde's house. 'Isn't that Dad's car? what the hell is he doing here? Did you come to visit me?' Ask Alisya in the heart. .

Alisya quickened her pace, There was a happy one that slipped in the heart, "Assalammualaikum," she said entering the house, immediately she greeted Dad and kissed his hand.

"Greetings waalaikum, Alisya, where are you from this night?" Ask me to open the conversation.

"Icaaa, come here first, Nduk, your father, right, just arrived, have a chat first!"

"But Ica wants to take a shower first, Pakde, Ica's body stinks." He did not pay attention to the request of the pakde, rush him into the room and close the door. His eyes were teary, his throat was dry and sore. Her favorite twitty doll. A drop of water fell from those clear eyelids, his chest felt heavy like it was being squeezed by a huge rock.

Don't ask why he's crying, because he doesn't know the answer. Every time he met his father and mother, his chest felt tight, like there was a storm rumbling and wanted to come out to hit his chest.

Alisya took a breath and exhaled slowly, she had to take a shower immediately in order to accompany her father to chat. He got a towel hanging at the door and went to take a shower.

After the shower, rush him back to the living room, but quiet, no one there.

Alisya set foot out of the house, finding out the whereabouts of father and pakde, but nil, even the black car was no longer there. He sat on the terrace floor, his eyes deep through the black sky. It seems like he realized, father is not here for him but there is other business. Alisya felt that she had no meaning in her father's life. He remembered the words of his friends, maybe he was an unexpected child.

"Ca, how come you're out on your own? Where's pakdemu?" Bude's voice surprised him.

"Eh, Bude, are you home? Dad came."

"Well, where are you going?"

"I don't know bude, when Ica's done taking a bath, dad and pakde are gone." Alisya's voice sounded raucous, her throat felt dry again, her eyes warmed. Bude approached and hugged her tightly. The circle is now spilling profusely wet the shoulders of the bude. The middle-aged woman, could only comfort Alisya, as if she could feel the bitterness of her nephew.