MY LOVELY BOSS
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Zoya is brain-to-brain with her college assignments as a familiar voice rang out in front of her knocking on the door. Zoya sighed Long, tied her original long hair, then with a grumbling mouth walked up to the door and opened it without a word. As expected, the former contract partner smiled happily and immediately cheered in.

“Gue bawain satay, martabak, toast, cimin, cimol, same favorite strawberry juice lo.” Ridwan unpacked all the food he brought and arranged it on the floor.

“Gue again happy so please abisin everything. Do you like roadside snacks the most? This I buy at your usual place I eat.” Further.

Zoya stared at the many foods in front of her with no interest, she was not hungry at all at the moment. Although since coming home from the Mall this afternoon he has not eaten, but the number of college assignments make his hunger disappear just like that. All he wanted right now was to complete all his tasks. Lecture in an employee class was very tiring, only two days a week but all the material was solidified, he said, plus, he must start preparing data for thesis proposals early to make it easier when preparing the final task later. Zoya thought she would be able to adjust to the situation as soon as possible, but in fact almost a month running she still managed to manage time.

“Eat heh! I just bought it at doang.” Ridwan thrusts a piece of raisin chocolate martabak at Zoya who is directly patted by the girl.

“I'm not hungry, Mom. If Mas Ridwan does not have the need to mending go home, I am busy.”

“And I'm home, KinderZoy!”

“Serah Mas Ridwan aja deh.” Zoya answered and then refocused on her laptop.

“Lo my nyuekin?”

“Ngak, Mas.”

“But you are alone! Try not to get angry! Strange I see you diem like that.”

“KinderZoy!”

“Zoya!”

Zoya rattled her hair furiously. He really can't concentrate because of Ridwan. Calculation of financial statements so unbalanced since then, making him repeat and repeat again from the beginning. Zoya glared fiercely at the man who was relaxing in his bed. “What the hell, Mas!”

“Whoa!”

Zoya does not respond, he just grunts annoyed and then returns to his laptop.

“KinderZoy!” again Ridwan called him.

“What else, Mas?” annoyed Zoya. “You are getting married again? Yes, let's go to KUA now!” Continue with the origin of being annoyed continuously mocked about marriage. Back in the office already back and forth ngajakkan marriage, uh now ngajakin marry again.

Ridwan smiled with anxiety. He got out of bed and moved to the bed beside Zoya's laptop, staring fixedly at the young girl.

“Tomorrow well, now I'm closed. What dowry do we want for our wedding hm?”

“Serah.”

“Setting prayer tools only want?”

“Serah.”

“Serah.” Zoya replied without turning her face away from the laptop screen. He focused on finding numbers that were the source of errors in his financial statements were not balanced.

“Kalo so for home address lo!”

“Serah Mas Ridwan aja.”

“Kok is up mulu anyway, Zoy! Your address is Zoy's address! How can the answer be up to?” Ridwan is sewot.

“Ya is up to Mas Ridwan! Mas Ridwan did not see what I was doing? It's my duty to catch up tonight, the limit is twelve.” Shouted Zoya.

“Stress long ago me kayak gini!” resounding.

“Makanya marry me so as not to stress!” ledek Ridwan's.

“Mas Ridwan!” Zoya glared in annoyance.

“Custom aja! don't glare like that, ntar lo eyeball out.” Led again. “This is where I saw! What do you know anyway?” Ridwan pulls Zoya's laptop and sees what the girl has been claiming to be his future wife is up to.

“This is what causes stress? Because it is not the same value so dizzy hm?” Ridwan pointed to the debit and credit side of the balance sheet report which is two billion difference.

“Gue rework from the beginning, if the result is balance we marry. Deal?”

“Mana can like that Mas!” ketus Zoya's.

“Deal no?”

“So much Mas Ridwan!”

“OK. My wife-to-be please sleep, let my duties upload later. To this link right?” Ridwan pointed to the open google form and Zoya nodded in agreement.

“Awasnya not origin, the lesson was the number of his SKS at most.” Zoya warned.

“Quiet, I think it makes me small. You sleep!” Ridwan encouraged the girl to lie down on the bed and covered her to the neck.

Ridwan pressed his thumb and index finger against his lips and then moved the two fingers to Zoya's lips. “Great sleep.”

Instead of closing her eyes, Zoya is awake. He even looked at Ridwan's beautiful face.

“What? Want to kiss directly to the lips hm?” ledek Ridwan's. “Later if it's legal yah.” He continued while rubbing Zoya's head.

“Apaan anyway! Basic pervert!” replied Zoya who immediately lifted the blanket to cover her head and turned her back to Ridwan.

Ridwan just held back a laugh while patting Zoya's back as gently as when she patted Raizel when she was going to sleep. The girl curled up under her blanket. “Gesin really my future wife.” His inner.