Office Hour
My mother Ngamuk

Right now in my mind as a man, I don't think Mr. Sebastian's actions are wrong. I admit, there has been a lot of commotion that I have caused since my feelings towards Meilinda appeared.

What worries me, is that after this I can meet my lover again? I haven't even seen him, I don't know how he's doing after he's been hot yesterday and still pushing in.

Why not just rest at home?

After we were in close contact, why did he get sick so often? Am I really the unlucky bearer of his life?

Not even 30 seconds ago I thought my mother had opened the door to my room.

"Oh my God, Leeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!" and he hit me while hugging me. Maybe it's good because I'm awake. But he did not realize that the collision even made me short of breath.

Mas Bram approached and ruffled my hair while grinning.

"Where is the journey to the afterlife? Worry who are you?!"

Elahs...

It's just passing out lacking oxygen times, not suspended animation.

"Yo wes let's go now to Yan's house!!" my mother yelled while pulling me up.

"Kalem aja ma'am, wait for the emotions to subside," said Mas Bram.

"Ora Iso!! You can't calm down!! Si Yan is a habit from the past it was as if by himself! I want to be satisfied until I'm satisfied!!"

"Later to widen the problem." said Bram.

"Mother Maksa!!!" shouted mom.

Bram was silent.

I grin.

Selena's hiding behind Mas Bram.

My mother ruffled her waist while raising her chin to challenge Mas Bram.

"Have if mother maksa.." said Bram immediately carry me on his shoulder and walk in the car.

Mother's orders, No.1.

Execute Grakk!!!

By the time we arrived, Meilinda's house had Farid. It seems he is also in a dispute with Mr. Sebastian. There was also Trevor and Meilinda sitting in a chair still with infusion in her hand.

Jeez Meilinda's condition turned out to be quite severe. Until infused?

I got out of the car and went straight to him but Mr. Sebastian's hand quickly hit my chest and pushed me until it bounced into Mas Bram who was walking behind me.

Mr. Sebastian looked at me while making fun of me.

"Gosh, you're like an elementary school boy, beaten to his mother," he said cynically.

"Eatya if mukul tuh in a place covered with clothes, so the wound is not noticeable. I knew I was Miss Lastri's favorite child" I replied.

While Mr. Farid was amazed to see my mother. "Mom...Lastri?"

"Let's! Fariiiidd!!!" my mother was immediately happy. He hugged Mr. Farid while stroking his head.

It seems that my mother loved Mr. Farid. The way she stroked was like her own sister.

"Mom Lastri! I know I miss it!" it looked like Mr. Farid was glazed as he took off his embrace.

"Well I'm also Toh Rid! How about kowe neng kene, Riiid?!"

"Yeah...." Mr. Farid glanced at Mr. Sebastian with a sour face. Then I looked at Mas Bram and Selena.

"I have given Lena to Mas Bram. Yan, you are... Why bring a job for family business, anyway?!" Complaints Mr. Farid.

"Yes you just choose your job or your family" said Mr. Sebastian.

Older people if they pass the colot and worse, he is rich, feel able to control everything, can be more childish than alayers. But I think Mr. Sebastian must have a more severe problem felt so carried away by emotions when facing me.

"Kok you are so Yan.." murmured Mr. Farid.

"Heh Yan!!” my mother's screams are upset, “I'm not the type who doesn't want to bring the past to remind you to return the favor, but you're an ugly habit of loving the emotions of ora juueellass koyok ngene!!" me and Mas Bram closed their ears to my mother's screams.

This is why I'm holding the same Meilinda sound.

This is the second time my mother screamed. The first time me and Mas Bram got caught making tattoos.

"You're the same as Farid!! Your own theme, Yaaan Yaaan!!! Farid wis modar kowe!!! Ora dadi conglomerate wis nang atherat kowe!!" (No Farid is dead you, no conglomerate is already in your afterlife).

Me and Bram look at the sight. What's my mom saying, anyway?

"After all, who are you Yan?! Feel like you can control the world, huh?! Want me to tell you all your disgrace as your father, yes?!? Ojo macem-macem!!" my mother took off her neck and took a pose to throw it at Mr. Sebastian.

What exactly did Mr Sebastian do in his youth? I'm just curious...

After a while my mother was still cursing Mr. Sebastian with her screams that I no longer remember the contents of any curse, I approached Meilinda.

"Hey.." I said.

Meilinda smiled gently at me. It seems that he is very happy to see me.

"Aren't you papa?" he asked, his voice sounding weak.

"No papa. Just this much. How're you?" I knelt down and rested on the arm of the chair while stroking his cheek.

"I miss" he whispered.

I smiled, "Yes, so am I..."

We both chuckled. Let it be there my mother was busy nagging Mr. Sebastian and Mr. Farid was busy breaking up.

"Mels... Ye... "

I hesitated to say this, but I have to say.

"What?" tanyakanya.

"It's okay if we get married, you have to sweat every day, mop, cook, purify...?"

He raised his eyebrows, silent for a moment while tilting his head.

"I can't afford a maid, you know, if my salary is still this way." Sahutku again.

A moment later, after he digested my words, he giggled while looking down. "Yes Forgive Dimas.."so his his sizzle.

"You also have to be horrified by the nyinyinyan girls who chased me, continue to have to be able to lift gallons to the dispenser and replace the gas canister itself. It could be that you also have to ride the tile to clean the torent,"

He chuckles.

I frowned

"I'm serious." I hissed.

"That's what's been bothering you all this time?!" saith.

I'm nodding.

"He, playboy lizard.." he said as he pinched my cheek. "Dispensers these days are gallons below. And again, there are billions of deposits, we can live with the interest. That's 4x your salary now! I can hire 1 or 2 maids to run the house! So I can focus on you!"

Ah yes too.

Silly is me...

"Your deposit is not a gift from..."

"Well, you think how much did I earn at Garnet Bank?! I'll also be watching, kali! don't buy 700 million bags! Not the dividend I received... I have no problem having a small house, which is important to be inhabited, does not have to be luxurious. Before Mas Yan was as rich as he is now, we were also ordinary people... Yang to the stall owes me yosan gum!"

He chuckles.

I smiled happily.

It felt like flowers were popping up around me.

We're holding hands.

And I established myself to marry her.

For Yosan...

By The Way, it's a wrap that has the letter N is actually a myth or really there, anyway? No need to be caught...

It turns out that there are readers who already dapet nih the letter N, after the letter YOSAN dikumpululin continues to be asked to the factory, dapet t-shirt he said. Now it's a doormat. Tega nian you Jeng Rider. if I've been pigura t-shirt that time.