MY LOVELY BOSS
Scrapings

Zoya is having a conversation with Mami Jesi when Ridwan returns home after meeting Refan. He immediately approached Zoya and embraced the girl without shame even though his parents were there. “Kangen, kangen, kangen really. What else is it?”

“Again nyabutin grass! Obviously watching TV is still just.” The Syndir Mami Jesi.

Ignoring the Mami Ridwan even opened the bag of crackles he brought and took out a box of martabak. “I buy your favorite raisin chocolate flavor.” He said as he fed a piece to Zoya.

“Mas...” says Zoya slim. His eyes glanced towards Papi Rama and Mami Jesi, “ada Mami same Papi loh..” he continued.

“Biarin. Aaa...” Ridwan forced Zoya to open her mouth, as a result Zoya bit her hammer despite embarrassment.

“Udah do not be shy consider aja Papi same Mami does not exist.” The Syndir Mami Jesi.

“That's okay, again baby.” Ridwan returns to feed her but this time Zoya takes over and eats it herself.

“Mami both Papi do not want to try the martabaknya? It's delicious loh.” Zoya Tawar.

“Alright can? Ridwan is stingy. If he cooks Mami just ask not to be given.”

“By lah, Mi. This is his hammer already has me.” Answer Zoya.

“I'm not stingy, baby. That time Just cook a special kit for you, Mami time want to ask.” Ridwan can't accept being stingy.

“Mami if you want martabaknya just take it, anyway Zoya will not abis alone. Aren't you, baby?” continued.

“Iya, Mas.” replied Zoya on the sidelines of her meal. “This is so good. Buy at our subscription place which is usually well?” Ridwan just nodded in response.

“Mas Ridwan won't? It's delicious loh, sweet.” askanya later.

Ridwan shook his head, “no. I want another one. When you're done directly to the room yah.”

Until before falling asleep Zoya felt calm because Ridwan just hugged her without doing anything else until he woke up. All went normally until they finished performing the congregational dawn prayer.

“Abis this I directly help Mami cook well, Mas?” zoya asks while kissing the back of her husband's hand.

“Nease help Mommy, there is an aunt who helps. You just help me. There are jobs I can't do on my own.”

“Let me help Mas Ridwan when I'm done making breakfast. Today is not my day off, nor am I going to college. Malem was able to get info from the group if his lecturer there was a seminar so today the task is structured.” Zoya answered while folding the face she had just released.

“Wah nice dong if you do not menggampus, so can help me until noon. Or all day.”

“Help what the hell, Mas? later, I cook first.”

“Cannot. I want it now.” Ridwan slams into the mukena that Zoya is folding and throws her origin, he hurriedly holds Zoya to the bed.

Treated like this, Zoya could already guess what would happen next. “Mas just a little more in the morning, later malem aja yah.”

“You are now last night off.”

“Ta ta ta pi Mas..” but-but still in the end Zoya resigned herself and enjoyed every touch her husband gave her. Until finally they fall asleep in pleasure while others enjoy breakfast. Neither Mami Jesi nor Papi Rama took issue with the newlyweds' absence at the dinner table, except for Raizel who kept whining to meet his aunt and Om Angel. The little girl came to her grandmother's house early in the morning to spend the day as usual.

Raizel who was drawing directly approached Zoya and Ridwan who were down the stairs. At nine in the morning the couple had just come out of their room.

“Kakak bottle... Jeli has been waiting from earlier loh.” Shouted Raizel.

“Tante Jeli, aunty!” Ridwan.

“Iya, Om. Jeli Intentions, Aunt Bottle.”

“Tante Zoya, Jellies. Not a bottle.” Errata Ridwan again. Anxious, Ridwan carried his nephew and brought him to the kitchen.

“Iya-iya Jeli darling.” Ridwan pinched his puffed cheeks.

“Funny well Jeli, Mas.” Zoya.

Ridwan whispers in Zoya's ear, “later our son is also cute dear.”

“Mas!”

“Om, jeli is not whispered anyway?” the soul of the chatty little boy thrashed to see his aunt blushed after being whispered by the Om.

Ridwan smiled then whispered in the ear of his bangs, “later Om buyin crayon new.” Raizel immediately nodded in pleasure.

“Thingsaward what you same my son!” kara's new arrival. He immediately approached his daughter, “mama cariin everywhere turned out to be here. Abisin used to have her milk in front.”

“Iya, Mama.” Raizel answered obediently. “But a minute, Jeli would whisper first to Aunt.” Further.

Seeing Raizel who had difficulty getting off the chair, Zoya took the initiative to approach the girl and thrust her ear at Raizel. “mau whisky what dear?”

Instead of whispering, Raizel instead failed to focus on the reddish marks on Zoya's neck that he accidentally saw while brushing his hair. “Tante this why? Aunt bottle sick, Ma. Mama look at this deh.” Raizel points at the red mark on Zoya's neck.

Zoya immediately got nervous and covered her neck with hair. As he remembered earlier he had covered with foundation but it seemed like something was missed. “Tante is okay dear.”

“But it's red loh Aunt. Did Aunt Bottle get bitten by an ant, Ma? What mosquito?” guess Raizel. “But when Jeli is bitten by a mosquito is not like the red.” Further.

“Om, Aunt Bottle take to hospital afraid of infection.”

“What dipakein telon oil first. Jelly if bitten by ants or mosquitoes like to be smeared with telon oil same Mama.”

“Ma, where's the telon oil? Jeli asks for Aunt Bottle, mama bring right?” the little girl was fussing on herself.

“Kaleng, please lah bocil lo this.” Ridwan glanced at his sister who was smiling casually.

Kara smiles satisfied to see her brother and sister-in-law who flutter in response to Raizel's ravings but long ago she pity too. “That's used jelly scrap, baby. Later also call yourself.” Kara, obviously, lied.

“Oh. Which was like Mama then yeah?” Raizel nodded in understanding.

“Iya, darling.” Answer Kara. His daughter once found a kiss mark on his neck, lucky Raizel ever saw him swerve the back of Dirga who in the wind until it came out red, until finally he did not have to bother explaining because the girl concluded herself.

“Ke ahead yuk, abisin used milk.” Kara leads her daughter away from the kitchen.

After Kara and Raizel left, Zoya immediately glared resentfully at Ridwan. “Other times don't make it on the neck!”

“Iya, darling. Ready.” Answer Ridwan.

Zoya blinks her lips. “Awas if Only Yes. The proof said yes only once in fact three times.” Zoya let out a long breath.

“Yes sorry dear, kebablasan. And add it again.”

"Mas!"

"What dear? want now? yes, come again." ledek Ridwan.

"Mas Ridwan!" Zoya pouts.

"Handling, darling. Here I bribe" he said, taking over the spoon from Zoya's hand.