MY LOVELY BOSS
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Hi how are you?

sorry for a long time not up, busy taking care of the value of children, can be the end of the semester work like stacking.

I have one more job left before the school break, I want a financial audit from the inspectorate. Doain this work storm quickly passed so that it can routine up again🤗🤗

“Lo has not taken the taxi yet? Long time ago did not come.” Ridwan who was getting tired of sitting at the front stop Indoapril began to grumble.

“Hei! Lo listen to me, not speaking?” Because since determined to repay fifty million debts, the salesman who was super chatty so much silent. Ridwan had to talk a lot for his survival in the next few days.

“Hei Kinderrjoy!” Unwilling to get a response, Ridwan nudges Zoya's arm.

Zoya only responded with a rude gasp of breath along with an annoyed look.

“Why does my kayak buy me?”

Once again Zoya exhaled loudly. Huh!

“Who hasn't tried nolongin even suddenly got a debt?” ask Zoya.

“Others if nolongin can get rewarded. Kayak like if a girl is a wife, if a guy is a brother.”

“Ah I'm too halu.” Zoya shook her head lazily while looking at Ridwan.

“I even get a debt that makes no sense. Even though I do not care for anything, thank you even I do not ngarep.” Further.

“Ngak ngarep nothing but just wanted to be a wife or brother. Tau aja lo if the children helped kayak use want to be the wife of all." said Ridwan.

“Kalo Mas Ridwan is a rich man who has just come home. Do not bother to overburden debt to me. I'm just a Kara.”

“Yes has been complicated. Don't take Kara, she's my sister.” Ridwan so suddenly missed on his favorite ponanakan, Razia. The duo bocil SD and TK must be currently staying at Mami Jesi's house. If he was not stopping, he would be playing with Razia and her sister who is now a hobby of drawing on the walls of the house.

“I don't name her sister Mas loh. Want Kara, Sasa, or Masako I don't care.” Zoya. Somehow hearing Kara made him immediately remember the coconut milk sachet commonly used for cooking.

“Sst! Yesin. Ntar if I have returned to be rich I will give you a reward.” Strictly again.

An hour passed and the two had just come down from the sky. Ridwan had already unlocked the top two buttons of his shirt. The man was overheated for too long in the armature. His whole life just this time he rode an angkot. As poor as he was last time he was still able to pay for an online taxi.

“Jam how to go to campus?” He observes the surroundings. The campus where her sister had studied there.

“Lo's house around here?” continues asking. But Zoya did not answer, he handed her his tote bag and asked Ridwan to bring the big thing.

“Street into a minute again.” Zoya said before walking ahead of Ridwan.

“Still in again? Geez! My foot is pegel.” Ridwan Protests.

Zoya opens her contract gate, coinciding with Mr. Aaron and Ms. Rateni, the landlord who has just returned from religious studies.

“Neng Zoya tumben until this semalem home? Not usually.” Ask the landlord kindly. He also greeted Ridwan with a smile.

Zoya immediately greeted Mr. Harun and Mr. Rateni. Ridwan also did the same even though it was a little awkward.

“Who? would-be companion Neng Zoya?” ask Mrs Rateni.

“Wah mom thought Neng Zoya would be the same Aa Gilang who used to come here.” Further.

Zoya smiled awkwardly. A candidate? Candidates from Hong Kong! Amit-amit! The man beside her is a candidate for her life's burden not a candidate for life's companion, Zoya's mind.

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jan forgot likes, comments, favorites, same voiceaaaa🤗🤗