MY LOVELY BOSS
Damnit damnit! fuckin' hell! fuckin' hell!

Ridwan and Zoya have just arrived home tonight. They left Zoya's hometown at about half-four in the afternoon. Unlike Zoya who returned with a full smile and cheerful face, Ridwan was lethargic because of fatigue and lack of sleep. The matter of lack of sleep is actually not a new thing for him who every day always sleeps late at night before marrying Zoya. But even like that he always sleeps at least three to four hours every night plus naps about an hour. But the demands of the reception at the hotel which then followed the reception in Zoya's hometown really make it fall. How not? In his hometown, the definition of a wedding reception is much different from that of his family. If at his residence the reception only lasted in a matter of hours, in Zoya's hometown the reception lasted a day and night non-stop, plus he could not escape the room as when in the hotel.

The wedding reception arranged by Mami Jesi only brought hundreds of guests, while the reception held by her in-laws could guarantee her guests more than a thousand. During the event his guests really did not stop except during the dzuhur adhan, even after the ashar his guests more crazy. Ridwan thought at night he could rest after a day of greeting guests. In fact, he did not rest at all until the morning because of the special evening event for young guests who spent all night there while playing dominoes. Be that night again only Zoya and Raizel rested quietly while he suddenly became a domino kang until morning. Initially not used to it but finally Ridwan can enjoy the game of the fathers when the patrol. The game is really exciting even though the prize is only a few chickens and kitchen utensils. Togetherness among residents in the village is much closer than people who live in cities where some of them are more individualist.

“Mas Ridwan, said Mami we were told to gather. Dinner first with.” Zoya shook Ridwan's hand slowly. Her husband immediately fell asleep as soon as he lay down on the bed.

“Mas..”.

“I'm not hungry, sleepy.”

“It's how I got it here huh? Later Mas Ridwan eat.”

“Neither need to love. I'm just gonna go to bed. This heavy eye oath.” Reply Ridwan lirih.

Zoya stroked Ridwan's hair, “so sorry my husband sapped yah sampe tepar gini.”

Ridwan slips his face into Zoya's arms, looking for the most comfortable position to continue his sleep.

“So you want to sleep? Btw who is sure productivity fit on the road? He said that if you take the house to be productive.” Zoya Ledek.

Hearing the productive word as heavy as Ridwan's sleepy eyes, he immediately opened his eyes. Her eyes looked at Zoya expectantly. “You are productive, dear.”

Zoya kisses the lip flash of Ridwan. After more than a week together as a husband and wife their relationship developed very well. So often do productivity both are not at all awkward. Zoya is even more happy to tease her husband who is always super excited if related to that one business.

“Lain times, Mas. Now Mas Ridwan needs quality sleep. Tomorrow will go out of town so now have to sleep enough well.” Zoya covers her husband who puts on a disappointed face for failing to be productive.

Zoya leaves Ridwan asleep and has dinner with her parents-in-law and sister-in-law, complete with two bibs. Razia's a henchman with her food and Raizel's looking pretty quiet tonight. Maybe because it had begun to sleepy after a long trip, the little girl did not talk much. His mouth was only open when he received a bribe from his mother.

Finish dinner Zoya goes back to the room. Before going to bed she packed clothes and various equipment that her husband needed to bring tomorrow. Ridwan will go to Surabaya for an online e-sport game event as one of the team members sent by the Ardi company. On the sidelines of the wedding party at that time, Om Ardi asked him to join even though Ridwan no longer works at his company. But her brother's in-laws never deleted his name from the cast list. As a result Ridwan responded after getting permission from his wife and papi. He promised if this time is the last match and after that will focus on the company of the papi. For the game, maybe he will only help where needed, as a mentor is no longer a player.

In the morning, Zoya is getting ready for work while her husband wears casual clothes.

“Create what the hell Mas? I've been neat this stay berggkat.” Zoya asks when Ridwan suddenly gives her a shirt.

“Stay! Come to Surabaya.”

“I work, Mas. The event was also only two days. I work a lot.” Reject Zoya.

“Your work can be handled with others. Husband's time want to match not discouraged hm?” Ridwan hugs her from behind with his chin resting on Zoya's shoulder. His eyes looked expectantly at Zoya through the reflection of the mirror in front of them.

“Come on, baby! Even though you still can monitor the work. Now the era of 4.0 dear, not all must be resolved by face to face.” Further.

Zoya follows Ridwan to Om Ardi's office. Along the way his hand was always held dearly by Ridwan, until every eye looked envious at him.

“Different for new pengatin! Do not want to lose with the truck, gandengna continue.” Ledek Davin and Zoya just nodded in embarrassment.

“Yes yes. You lose to the truck. Truck with eh lo alone continue!” ejek Ridwan's.

“Basic! Potatoes got bini lo!”

Zoya waits in front of the meeting room as her husband and colleagues conduct a briefing inside there. Before long, it was only about ten minutes that they were all done and left the office. The other members left using the company's car while Ridwan chose to bring his own car to ensure the comfort of his wife.

“Ridwan, we need to talk! Why did you break the deal we made?” Refan approached her with a annoyed face mixed in tangles. He threw the right brown envelope on Ridwan's face. “Gue fired!” continued.

“Not to be rude, all can be said well.” Answer Ridwan. “Honey, you wait in the car well.” Go on to Zoya.

Refan was really upset to see Ridwan who could still show off the intimacy in front of him who was burning emotions. Both hands clenched perfectly while looking at Ridwan who drove his wife into the car.

“You said what?” ask Ridwan who came back to Refan.

“Lo what to Pak Ardi until he catches me hah! Our agreement to make me join the event why even become gini.”

“The reputation of that company must be protected. Although this is my last event but Mr. Ardi still part of my family. Obviously I do not want dong if one day the reputation of the company Om Ardi tarnished because one of the best players turned out not only game players but plus-plus players as well.” Obviously Ridwan is so light.

“Lo!” Refan pointed at a face full of emotion.

“Still lucky I just told Om Ardi, try if I uploaded on the internet? You will become a trash of the community.”

“Lo!” yelled Refan again.

“Udah don't have to say thanks. I do not want to make you a trash of society. So you are still safe continued the same sin Leah. Just don't get caught by his parents, pity them good people.” He replied with a smile and then left, not forgetting to wave his hand mocking.

Refan kicked the company wall repeatedly, venting his frustration.

“Sial! Damnit damnit! Shit!” he then switched to picking up the phone that rang from his pants pocket.

“What?” he picked up the phone from Lea.

“Pregnant? Don't you joke! I'm not in the mood anymore!” jolt Refan then turned off his phone and slammed the flat object full of emotion.