MY LOVELY BOSS
Proposal

“Thank you for me to go home Mas.” without waiting for a response from Ridwan, Zoya immediately went down and left the man who always acknowledged as her future husband.

After the incident at Raizel's birthday party, it really made her feel like a nano-nano. Between the shock mixed confused, plus embarrassed because Lengkara openly discuss about the special person he admitted while in Raizel's room earlier. It was a shame to go to the crown when Lengkara dismantled a figure that made himself comfortable in front of Ridwan. The man who always claims himself as a prospective wife is certainly happy not to play, he is even more eager to get married. If the office of religious affairs is open twenty-four hours, maybe tonight her status has changed to a wife. The guardian thing I don't know, the duo of children and their mothers were really rattled. Fortunately there are still Papi Rama and Dirga who are the most sane among them.

Seeing Zoya who left just like that made Ridwan reluctant to move from there. The surprised, confused and timid face of the girl was indeed very unfortunate if it had to be passed just like that. After all, the clock still points to the number Nine more than thirty minutes, not too late to accompany his future wife first before going home.

Ridwan got out of his car carrying some parcels from Raizel's birthday. He deliberately brought it to Bang Ahmad, the owner of the contract and some of their neighbors. Ridwan approached Bang Ahmad who only wore a T-shirt and sarong that was just wrapped around it.

“Abis treatment well, Bang?” tanya Ridwan, “ada little food nih Bang, passable. Divided well with others.” Further.

“Still. Sports activities, cape.” Bang Ahmad.

“Where are you with Zoya? it was leaving morang maring, home cengar cengir not clear lo.” The next one who felt strange about the change in Ridwan's attitude.

“There's deh.” Answer the original Ridwan then passed to Zoya's contract. “Don't forget to share well, Bang!” he said before leaving.

Ridwan goes into Zoya's contract, the girl is shredding the order list onto her laptop. “Mas Ridwan is here? Not coming home?”

“This time I've come home.” Ridwan sits next to Zoya. “again what?”

“Again?” Zoya repeats Ridwan's question. “Kan can see for myself what I am doing. More dinner nih.” Ngawur. As much as possible Zoya behaved normally, like nothing happened. That was the only way he wouldn't be awkward in front of Ridwan.

“Yes my KinderZoy I rented anyway? Though only answer aja, again ngelist orderan Mas Ridwan dear.” Ledek.

“Apaan anyway! Ridwan ngeselin. Go home!” throw Zoya out, her hands reflexively slap Ridwan's arm.

“You sure you're told to go home? Who just refused to be fooled by the same Om Angel because already have a person who makes comfortable hm? People who call you KinderZoy.” Ledek Ridwan's.

“By the way who likes to call Zoya Vivanti use the name kinderZoy? I was curious. Se special it's well she.” Led again.

“Mas!” Zoya slapped her arm again.

“Not yet household already KDRT first nih.”

“Ngeselin!” ketus Zoya's.

“But special right?” Ridwan pinches both of Zoya's cheeks.

“Tau ah! The overall! I'm going to bed. Mas Ridwan just go home there.” Zoya patted both hands of Ridwan then curled up in the bed.

Ridwan shifted his seat near Zoya's mattress. “lampnya matainin what is the flame?”

“Biarin. Usually also on.” Zoya replied.

“Ya already, sleep well my future wife.” He said while stroking Zoya's head, he then fell asleep on the floor just covered with carpet.

Zoya did not fall asleep when Ridwan's hand stopped stroking her head. He then opened the blanket so that it was wider to cover Ridwan.

“Basic ngeselin!” thinking Ridwan has fallen asleep Zoya replied to Ridwan's cheek. Wanted to pinch back but was afraid the man woke up.

Heh! Zoya shuffled back into her bed and covered her entire body with a blanket when she found Ridwan suddenly opening his eyes and smiling mockingly at her. Even the blanket that he had originally widened so that it could cover Ridwan was now back attracted to his body all.

“You can hold it again too. Nih...” ledek Ridwan. He smiled anxiously at Zoya's childish attitude.

“Apaan anyway! No!”

“Iya-iya is not. I slept again. I pat her back for a good night of sleep. Kayak the Jeli, very funny anyway.” Ridwan.

Zoya humbles her own stupidity under the covers. But honestly he was happy, although mixed in shame but finally tonight he was able to sleep soundly because his contract partner was here.

In the morning, Ridwan waits for Zoya to pray together but the girl instead moves into the kitchen and prepares to cook.

“Shalat first!”

“Oh...” Ridwan just nodded. “Turns get ready just don't cook. Breakfast at my house.” Further.

At first Zoya refuses to go to Ridwan's house, but the man continues to insist until he finally complies. Until Ridwan's house, Zoya is greeted excitedly by Jesi's mami. She was so happy that Zoya came to her house early in the morning, at her request last night.

“Baby, mommy has cooked a lot. Special for you.” Mami Jesi. “Usually Ririd likes to cook early in the morning but today he does not cook, semalem does not sleep at home. Must have slept in Davin's cabin!”

“Ngaku! Aye!” he continued to Ridwan who just went to his room.

“Davin was school first, play also. The Ririd is crazy game, you must be patient. He blurs, often sleeping in Davin's innards rather than at home. Later you tell Ririd to sleep at home.”

“Iya, bu.” Zoya replied. It feels a little sinful to answer yes only when he knows if all this time Mami Jesi lied to his son. Ridwan always sleeps in his rented room, not in Davin's room.

Not only breakfast together, Zoya even went with Ridwan. The arrival of those who walked three with Papi Rama invited a lot of attention. Moreover, Ridwan who openly supported Zoya's hand and did not let go even though the girl tried to escape increasingly seized attention. Group chat office mostly used for ghibah when there is no work alone is filled by discussion related to the relationship Zoya and its subsidiary owners. Many of the employees who had been ordinary to Zoya became more polite and even impressed to look for face. Zoya to feel uncomfortable because of the excessive attitude of employees.

“Temen-temen salute first, his former candidate father director came nih.” Sisil Ledek.

“Aaan anyway, Sil! Really good.” Zoya. As much as possible, be professional.

But hard-earned professional even back berkir in the room Ridwan. Because only two hours had passed after parting into each room he had been called there. Originally lazy, but than Ridwan who came to him and caused excessive excitement then there is no harm in him succumbing.

“Excuse me, Father call me?” zoya asked formally as soon as she walked into Ridwan's room.

“Mr! The father! Call dear dong. Same as the husband candidate himself also.” Ridwan.

“Kan again work, Mas.” Zoya replied.

“Bawel mulewab.here! Sit here!” Ridwan patted the sofa beside him.

Zoya said she was sitting right next to Ridwan. But as soon as he sat down, the man moved up and moved to his knees in front of him.

Ridwan pulls out a diamond ring that he plans to use to propose to Zoya last night but ends up forgetting. Confused also what to say because without any preparation at all and for him things like this are not important. Understandably, all this time he only focused on the game. But Davin and Mikayla still suggest he propose to Zoya correctly, not just the words of the future wife. Because in addition to proof, women need statements.

Ridwan takes Zoya's left hand and pairs the ring in her sweet finger. “So my wife well..”

“Hah?”

Ridwan pinches gaiety both cheeks Zoya. “habits hah heh hoh mulu!” taunted.

“Udah I applied yah! From now on, I don't say it anymore. You are my future wife.” Ridwan.

“But I haven't answered Mas.” said Zoya.

“Udah need not be answered, this is just a formality really. Tomorrow we marry!” Ridwan.

“Hah?”

“Hah heh hoh straight from semalem! now the application is finished, you can continue working again.” Said Ridwas while driving Zoya to the front door.

Zoya looked at the glance before far away, Ridwan waved at her. “Mas Ridwan is crazy! Application what kayak it.” Grouser Zoya. He looked at the ring that was coiled on his ring finger, “very beautiful.” He muttered while smiling.

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The warning!

You don't have to smile! The Ririd the KinderZoy application is not you wkwkwkwkkwk