OB BELONGS TO THE CEO
CHAPTER 22: WHO IS HE?
Want to not like it, Muna tried to act ordinary in front of Kevin. Trying to assume everything he does is still limited to the relationship between superiors and subordinates. Even with a call that sounds special.
Muna has finished her ashar prayer. Choosing a long suit Bali Baby doll home-style clothing, Kevin's choice when they shop together last week. With the clothes, of course Muna felt more comfortable, and whether he felt as if at home.
Muna certainly looked fresh, after praying and wearing those clothes. Muna was too engrossed inside, so she did not hear if it turned out that there was already a female guest sitting almost stuck with Kevin. Even looks to help Kevin button up his clothes that had been open.
"Basic pervert." Muna's heart thrashed to see the scene in front of her.
Muna nodded her head slightly, a sign of asking for permission and respect for the beautiful-looking guest Kevin. Step slowly, heading to the kitchen to raid any ingredients he could cook for Kevin as he requested.
Muna started the job by washing all the furniture that will be used. Muna has decided to make chicken soup for Kevin's dinner.
"Abang... eat porridge or rice?" muna asked through the cell phone in her hand, avoiding any chatter that might have bothered Kevin and the woman.
"Eat you, shall you?"
"Muna's home!!!"
"Prety... Can I eat porridge first or rice?" ask Kevin to the woman who has now shifted from her seat that was so close to Kevin.
"Purries can, but should be frequent. Rice can also be as long as it's mushy." Answer the woman gently.
"Nasi aja Mun, but cooked a little mushy." Reply Kevin to the chat Muna.
"Sister..., who is he?" prety asked half a whisper near Kevin's ear out of curiosity.
"Sister kalo says wife-to-be, believe me ga, Pre...?" Kevin answered even closer to the woman's ear.
If you do not remember the status of an OB, Muna actually wants to hit the pot he holds on Kevin's head. Or at least he threw some of the cooking utensils, when he saw the two people whispered, so friendly in the middle room.
"Prophe Mun. Your own fault pan. Which is always difficult to refuse the boss's orders are not clear this command. Ciih.. kesel aye ama please second again. Humanity, humanity. Cuek aye he can't be aye." Muna in her own heart.
"Really sis...?" prety asked in a voice that did not whisper anymore.
"Wants big brother anyway, knows he wants to or doesn't want the same big brother."
"Beautiful.bresteran is like."
Kevin flicked his shoulders.
"Prety can be acquainted?"
"Please."
"So, can't you take a shower, Pre...?" Kevin's voice can now be captured by Muna's sense of hearing who was so' engrossed in starting to cook with a slightly huffed heart.
"Don't just, in the second. Bentar Prety prepare, to yuk's room." Take Prety who is so relaxed to enter Kevin's private room.
"Basic perverted. Once a pervert remains a pervert. Look out if that person dares to take Muna soan." Muna continued to fantasize about something that made her own heart hot, not clear.
The woman seemed to have finished helping Kevin in his room. Then walk towards Muna who is still busy with her cooking.
"Hi.introduce me Prety. Kevin's cousin's brother." The woman was friendly to Muna.
Muna's heart paled in shame, as shy as it was. Will prejudice against the woman who turns out to be Kevin's cousin.
"Sorry aye's hands are dirty. Aye Muna, OB in Kevin's boss's office." Muna answered honestly.
Muna's words clearly cannot be trusted, Muna's appearance is only claiming to be OB, not Kevin just said. If this woman, his future wife.
"Who?" ask Muna curiously.
"Sister Ferdy."
"Oh... Mr. Ferdy. Yes, Muna knows it well. Boss Muna all right." Muna replied that her mood had melted from the tightness of her chest, due to the closeness of Kevin and Prety earlier.
"Mun, it's still a long time? He was hungry again." Kevin blends himself closer to the two women who are in his kitchen.
"It's 10 minutes away bang. The soup is mature. But this is all Muna cooks." Answer Muna.
"Yes, papa. Brother Kevin also can not eat, the food is fried and stir-fried. Okay, first stew. The hull is still inflamed." Prety was clearly without asking.
"Muna, it's Prety. Ferdy's sister. He's a doctor. Just too busy, since last night I've been calling to check on my condition. But now I can come. Bad hunting, I'm getting." Said Kevin while embracing the shoulder of Prety looks very affectionate.
"Sister, the cure's never in stock. The hunt is over." Prety replied as she fumbled Kevin's forehead.
"Make it a marriage, let someone take care of it." Timpal Prety again.
"Yes. Wait for Muna to get married. It's still training to be my wife. Would you like Mun?" Suddenly Kevin leaned Muna with a sentence that Muna was difficult to digest.
"Mpok Prety, in addition to stomach pain medication. Love is also medicine for otaknye brother. Oh, well, Kayaknye's been sick." Muna answered with a cry.
Made Prety amazed by the words she had just heard. Really all this time, Prety knew the woman who approached Kevin was a woman who was full of authority, maintaining good manners was also good at playing roles to look sweet in front of Kevin. Not with Muna. He looks ordinary, outspoken even looks not while maintaining his image.
Kevin just laughed crisply at Muna's words.
"Bang. Muna can go home. It's almost this afternoon." Pamit Muna to Kevin who really still want to linger with Muna.
"May but tomorrow morning do not need to go to the office. Muna just came here." Pinta Kevin while walking behind Muna.
"Well?"
"What breakfast do you have tomorrow? Who does it usually?" Actually Kevin still wants old Muna in his apartment.
"Tomorrow Muna make at home aje ye bang. But Muna just shuffled, kept going to the office. Okay." Okay." Muna replied that she had locked herself in the room to immediately change her clothes with the one she was wearing earlier when she came.
Kevin can't say anything more. And the chatter did not escape the astonished gaze of Prety who seemed not to be among them.
Muna came out of the room, came back in her work clothes this morning. At first glance, Kevin looked as if he was still waiting for him to come out from behind the door.
"Tomorrow early in the morning, Mun."
"Yes..at 6 Muna was nongol in mari deh bang. Excuse me, mpok Prety. Aye went home first ye.. babay" Pamit Muna kindly.
"Sister Kevin. Who the hell is he?" Apparently Prety is still confused about the status of Muna.
Seriate...
Naah.. tomorrow Muna is nongol again.
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