OH MY BOSS
RAGU

Early in the morning, after completing a cooking ritual for her daughter's son, Marlina went to the living room, turned on the television to watch her favorite soap opera.

"Armi, Karin!" Marlina called out to her two children, with a fixed, focused gaze staring at the square object before her.

Ardi who just finished bathing approached the mother. "What the hell, Mom?" He asked, sitting next to his mother while rubbing her wet hair.

"Call try, Ma'am Masmu. I think the mother misses them, the clay soap ads on tv only, the face so they are both," said Marlina looked serious.

Ardi turned to the television screen that aired an advertisement for the premiere card. "Where?" Ask.

"Oh, earlier, maybe you were just hallucinating." Marlina changed the broadcast, and her daughter's face appeared again there.

"Tuh, right. It's like your mother" said Marlina who made her son pay attention to the flat screen before her.

Ardi laughed softly. "Yes, Mom is similar" he commented. The two became smiles themselves, even Ardi began to think, since when his brother was his face was this market, but when he saw the male actor who also resembled Justin. Ardi started to frown.

"Dieh Bang Entin is on Tv Bu." Karin who had just come out of the room exclaimed, making the two look surprised. "Well, Same as Nena too. Oh my goodness, they're playing commercials." Karin added that made Ardi and her mother turn back to the television screen, still silent.

"What, Justin?" Ask Ardi.

"That's your Ma'am?" Marlina added.

And when Karin who was also confused nodded twice, the two mother and son said almost simultaneously. "Circuits are just alike."

***

Justin was still curled up in his bed when a loud ringing of his phone interrupted his sleep, the man fumbled, looking for the source of the sound, and his wife's phone.

Touching the silent button, the man went down the bed, looking for the wife who must have been in the kitchen.

Nena was busy with her cooking, so the husband who hugged her from behind surprised her. "You've got it, Mas," she said.

Justin did not respond, instead brandishing Nena's flaming phone featuring one name.

"The ardi? Why not lift it?" Nena asked, after which turned off the stove and took over the phone from her husband's hands.

"I'm sleepy." Justin replied in a hoarse voice waking up, and that made Nena cluck, her husband instead continued to sleep on his shoulder.

"It's vidio cal, Mas. You don't gini." Nena pushed Justin's cheek away.  And successfully, her husband approached the sink and washed his face there, but after that it still evaporated as well.

Unwilling to comment, Nena chose to swipe the phone button, and Karin's face with a screech appeared for the first time on her phone screen.

"Nena's on tv not saying anything!" He said with an adorable face seen on the screen of Nena's phone.

"No load, Dek, when I was on tv."

"It's not funny." Karin said, but a second later the mother's face seemed to be stretched across the screen.

"Nenaa! Finally, I can show you to be an artist," he said himself. It's just advertising. Speaking of advertisements, Nena only remembered last night through her husband's mobile phone, Samuel said that today the ad that a few weeks ago they were working on would premiere.

"Where's your problem?" Marlina's question made Nena blink unconscious from her daydream. And suddenly the husband had leaned his chin on Nena's shoulder, smiling at the screen with a wave of his hand.

"My son you are handsome to appear in tipi," said marlina frenzied. And suddenly Karin's face again seizes the screen.

"What a flat face that is, cutepan also his clothes," said karin meledek make Justin laugh softly.

The mother's face now appeared next to Karin's, then said. "Later play ya.. I cook a lot."

"Yes, we'll be a little unlucky to go there" said Nena, looking back as her husband moved to the sofa. "Eh, where's Ar?" Nena went back to the camera and asked the owner of the phone that was not visible.

Karin appears to be pointing the camera to the side, Ardi sitting with snack setoples on his lap. "Bang Ar." By the way." Tell Karin.

The young man glanced at Karin who was now docked next to him, their faces now clearly visible on Nena's phone screen, making the woman smile to herself.

"By the way, diem aja rich chinese cat display sculpture."

"Chinese cat sculptor? Doang dong's hands are moving." Ardi protested while putting food in his mouth.

"From earlier Bang Ar doang hand that moves, take food, if not a Chinese cat statue, a statue of a hunchback display on the dashboard of the car, deh,"

"Emh, I chewed you too. Just talking about it." Ardi nagged, Nena who saw it so laughed, to her two sisters were cool themselves.

Ardi turned to the phone screen Karin was holding, looking confused to say what sentence. "For the royalties, yes" he said later, which made Nena laugh.

The mother's face now appears on the screen, with her two younger siblings still grappling behind her. "No, Na. They fight every day. Dizziness mother," fighting Marlina. Directing his cellphone camera at Karin who seemed to be laughing, also Ardi who continued to try to keep his mouth shut.

***

Nena approached Justin with a plate of fried rice, her husband instead of turning on the tv instead continued to sleep on the sofa.

The woman placed the plate in her hand on the table, took the remote and sat with her husband's head on his thigh.

"Wake, Mas. Look at our ads." Nena rubbed Justin's face with her palm, forcing the man to wake up.

Nena refocused herself on the screen, smiling as she appeared there. And it can not be separated from the attention of Justin in his lap.

Justin also turned to the television screen, watching the wife who soaked in the bathtub and with full of passion poured the love brand liquid soap in his hands. the picture of the flowers flying as if emitting a fragrance that made the male lead who was himself seemed to be searching among the white cloth jars.

The scene switches on Justin's fingers tracing the delicate skin of Nena's arms, draping her body and then kissing the woman's shoulders. Just like he watched on his phone when Semuel sent it yesterday.

Seeing it over and over again, of course Justin felt bored, and turning his attention to the face of the wife on it was certainly more fun.

Her lentic eyelashes twitched with a blink in her round eyes. A pointed nose with smooth well-groomed cheeks, and his thin but full lips always bring up the opium to continue and continue to be crushed.

Nena lowered her head, the eyes met, the twinkle made Justin never feel lost, had run a very annoying filming procession last time.

"Zinc?" Ask Justin.

Nena nodded, her smile cracking. "Such a song" he said.

Justin moved his head, looking for a comfortable position on Nena's lap, facing her. "You love the bonus dong" he said, which made Nena laugh.

"What bonus? Kiss?" Nena's bargain is hard to resist for Justin. But he wants to sell a little expensive.

"Bonus rations thugs." Justin spoke and even got a pinch on his arm.

Nena laughed again, "But her goons became the star of the soap ad love."

"Down pamor dong ya." Justin laughed softly. A few moments later, both of them were silent.

"Thank you, Mum." Nena spoke first, breaking the silence. And I don't know the miracle from which the shy woman took the initiative to kiss her husband's lips first.

Justin held the nape of his wife, made his pagutan intertwined for longer, and as Nena's hand began to flail the chest of his field, the man just released his grip.

"I can't breathe." Nena grumbled and made her husband laugh. Rise up and change the position of his wife under his body.

"We try on the sofa" Justin said with a smile that bawdy mainstay.

Nena shakes. "You'll install the cctv, you'll record how" he refused.

Justin turned to the cctv camera, then returned to his wife. "Nothing, let it be replayed again on a whim."

"Didnit, ogah! There-there."

"Once a time."

"No."

"Refuse, sin."

"Bodo amaat."

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Netizen; plis thor do not make ads first for this time, continue thor, continue. I want to be a cctv camera.

Author; I even think of fried rice, kesian dianggurin. Yes, do not write fried rice, nasi garing aja.

Netizen; it's up to thor, bodo is very, not important.

Author; anjir I feel terzolimi you say that.

Netizen; I'm the one who zolimi thooor in phpin mulu.

Author; be patient. Bayangin by himself.

Netizen; it's not that easy as Ferguso.

Author; buset, I'm called Ferguso. Marimar.

Netizen; bodo.