MY LOVELY BOSS

MY LOVELY BOSS
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Since last night did not sleep in Zoya's rented, this morning Ridwan was very busy in the kitchen. Behind him was Raizel who stood far enough away according to Ridwan's instructions. Since the dawn prayer, the girl who has been her makmum for the last six months every weekend was this morning come to the kitchen, but usually finished praying she continued to draw on the wall of Ridwan's room. Since his Om came out he became kepo and followed, the article today he wants to invite his Om play while buying a large doll for his birthday gift tomorrow.


“Om not yet? Jeli wants to try. Does Jeli help you? At home also like help mom kok.” Raizel tried to get closer.


Ridwan turned around briefly, “Diem. Watch from there.”


“Ya can be here.” Couldn't bear to see his nephew pouting at last he relented. Cooking so much longer if accompanied by Raizel, especially the little boy asked to be carried because the coco wants to see the food that is cooking.


“This is what is the name Om?”


“Pedes nope?”


“Cock water a lot anyway?”


“Jeli can cobain?” and there are many more babbles.


“The taste is plentiful so mami do not have to make breakfast.” Mami Jesi said that she just came to the kitchen. He was getting used to watching his son cook, although until this moment he always got the rest. Everything is always brought cooking, the rest of the seasoning that sticks in Teflon.


Mami Jesi approached her son and saw what was being made, “sayur clear early in the morning fits anyway. Sekalian make tempe mendoan, really klop if you eat together.”


“I can't cook it yet, Mi. Here please the Jeli nih gendong, Mi.”


“Sini equals Oma. Let's watch a cartoon let Om Ririd nyelesein his cuisine.” Take Mami Jesi.


“Jeli wants vanilla milk well Om, which is cold. Later make it yah.” Raizel said as he was transferred to Mami Jesi's sling.


“Iya, later Om makein.” Ridwan. “For a long time I was like aunty? Asked this it.” Mumbled.


Finish cooking Ridwan immediately pack food to be brought to Zoya's rented. More than twenty-four hours of not meeting made him want to quickly get there for breakfast together. If Raizel hadn't slept in his room last night, he would have gone to Zoya's rent, but alas, every weekend his niece would have gone to his room. Her sister always comes home, sometimes sleeps in her mother-in-law's house sometimes, understand her mother-in-law's house just right in front of the house mami Jesi. Unlike Raizel, Razia prefers to stay at the grandfather's house from her father, knowing that she will be the same as Aunt Sasa.


“Jeli, this is vanilla milk for you. Om go first, play with Oma well. It must be Om buyin.” Said Ridwan who first approached his niece and mother before leaving.


“But Jeli wants to buy it.” Whine the little boy.


“Yes, Temenin Jeli aja.” Mami Jesi. “Lagian hrs this way where are you going? Where haven't had a shower yet!” continued.


“There are, mami don't like kepo! I went well.” He stretched out his hand to shake hands.


Mami Jesi did not give her hand. “Jawab where to go?”


“To the house of the future wife, Mi.” replied Ridwan.


“Wife candidates from where? Don't lie to you! Most also want to kosan Davin right?”


“Times to the house of the prospective wife has not taken a shower, whichever one wants!”


“Mami has a new candidate for you. Guaranteed that now is not wrong choose, Jeli also likes him.”


“Please, Mi... did Mami not learn from the incident yesterday? Is it easy to get a candidate for me? Where is mami nyomot this time?” ask Ridwan. He really doesn't want to be betrothed again.


“This time I'll start by myself, Mi. Believe me, will not be long mami will add grandchildren.” Convincing continues.


“Mami didn't make it this time, but you found it first. His son is simple, independent, pinter is just as cute. You must like.” Mami Jesi.


“Mi, already. Let Ridwan find his own partner.” Sela Papi Rama's.


“But, Pi..”


“Jeli tagged along, Om Ririd.” Raizel pleaded while shaking hands with the uncle, he even stuck to not let go.


“Jeli same Opa aja here babe.” Call Papi Rama.


“Iya same Opa aja tuh, later Opa want to go for a walk loh.” Ridwan.


After successfully distracting Raizel, he immediately goes to Zoya's contract. Luckily, the girl had not left. Zoya seems to have just locked her rented door, has looked neat and ready to go to campus.


“Breakfast! Breakfast first!” Ridwan approaches Zoya.


“Mas Ridwan why here anyway?”


“Bawain you breakfast. Here, eat first yah.” Ridwan showed me the bag he was carrying.


“I've eaten, it's almost too late. Move!” zoya answered with a brush. Also upset why the man in front of him appeared with a sinless face after a full day yesterday did not give news.


“Eat first! Sit here jerk! I bribe. Anyway, gotta eat! I've cape this wake up in the morning immediately cook for future wives of the time not appreciated anyway?” Ridwan opens the provisions he brought and starts scooping it, preparing to give the first bribe for Zoya.


“Aaaa..”.


Although annoyed Zoya opened her mouth and chewed it with an emotional look.


“Why? Not good?” Curious, Ridwan fed one mouthful to his mouth using the same spoon.


“Enak. Same thing you taught me back then.” Ridwan.


“Lain times ajarin make tempe mendoan well, said my mommy food is suitable if eaten with vegetables clear.” Ridwan said on the sidelines to feed Zoya who is still a manyun.


“Males! Learn by yourself. On youtube a lot!”


“Have to be taught by a future wife. Kan said I want to be a dream husband, the future husband not want to cook?” ledek Ridwan's.


Hmh! Zoya screeched softly coupled with an annoyed smile. He took over the spoon in Ridwan's hand and continued eating it himself. “Who? Whose husband's candidate?”


“Gue is, Vivantie's future husband Zoya.” reply Ridwan. “Drink.” He continued by giving the bottle he had opened.


“Ngaku-ngaku!” zoya Cibir. “No dream husband candidate who does not tell you all day!”


“Ngambek? By the way dong kalo ngambek, losing time is the same as me. He said again, so I can apologize immediately.” Ledek Ridwan's.


“No! Why do I sulk, I am not someone Mas Ridwan.” Zoya replied as she left.


“Ngot cranky but pouting so.” Ridwan's following Zoya. “Gue anter to campus.”


“Ngak pelu! Street dikit nyampe.” Ketus Zoya's.


“OK I'm sorry, don't sulk well KinderZoy his me...” said Ridwan. “Not want ngabarin, yesterday my HP lowbat. Malem wants to come here but pounding a mulu nempel, I can't bear to leave it.” Ridwan.


“I don't nanya.”


“Sorry, well... go home and take a walk, buy whatever you want how?” persuade Ridwan.


“I don't want anything. If I want something, I can also buy it myself. Move Mas!” Zoya steps on Ridwan's foot and leaves him.