One Night Stand With My Crazy Boss
CHAPTER 40. Change Into A Worse Direction.

“Mr want to go to the office?” faya asked carefully considering that her boss was being sensitive today

“Gak. I'm tired of going to bed.” Prima ketus. He lay on his back on the sofa and covered his face with his arms.

Faya walked over to another sofa and picked up the thin blanket that was always draped there. Then enveloped Prima's body and she said goodbye to go home.

Prima just shut up. He looked only at Faya's back, which then disappeared behind the door.

“Hhhhhh.” Prima breathed a heavy sigh.

I don't know why his feelings were so upset when he remembered about the Fajri. Although he was satisfied to avenge the heartache of Faya to his former lover, but like there was still something stuck in his chest. I don't know. What is clear is that he was upset half to death after Faya ignored him at dinner yesterday for the sake of meeting with Fajri.

Faya went back to her house and immediately laid her body on the sofa. Glancing at the wall clock that still shows at 2 pm. It was still this day and he was bored. There was nothing he could do anymore because Prima decided to just rest.

Ah, Faya just remembered about her mas, Iwan. Yesterday he promised to tell his mas that he had returned from out of town. Indeed, the problem between him and Kirani must be resolved immediately.

To be honest Faya felt that she was running away from the situation and Kirani. Indeed, he was tired of living in enslavement by his brother-in-law. Real tired. In fact, he was still not calm because there was no clarity between them.

Faya gets up and sits down. Grabbing his bag from the table and then grabbing his phone. He called Iwan.

“Halo, Fay?” greet Iwan.

“Mas where?”

“Mas again at P.O. Why?”

“Nothing. Wait for me there, Mom. Don't go anywhere.”

“Lho, have you come home from out of town?”

“Iya, already. Just aja. Just don't go anywhere.” Tanting Faya then closed the phone.

Faya didn't shower. Nor did he change his clothes. He had missed his time so much because he had not met for months. He put the phone back in his bag and then came back out.

After closing the door, Faya looked at the closed door of Prima. Doubt whether he should say goodbye to his boss or how. But if he forced his way in, afraid to disturb Prima who was resting. Because it looks like Prima is very tired and needs rest.

Eventually, Faya decides to leave without telling her boss. Walk waltzing down while ordering online motorcycle taxi services. He waited for five maneits before his ojek came.

20 Minutes away, Faya finally arrived at a bus company where his mas work. He circulated his gaze looking for the figure of Iwan who was very much missed by him.

His gaze stopped on the hordes of men who were gathering and sipping coffee in a small shop beside P.O.he squinted his net to see more clearly.

His heart throbbed pain as he looked at the much thinner Iwan figure on appeal when they last met. His hair was slightly shaggy and his skin was getting blacker because of sweat. The man was only wearing sleeveless sweatshirts and shorts. His collarbone was almost poking out.

Faya. The more days, the change Iwan increasingly become. Not in a better direction, but worse.

For some reason Faya suddenly felt her chest burning. Not because of the sun this afternoon which is very hot. But because of the sting of pity entrenched in his chest. Really he could not bear to see his mas become shabby and skinny like that. He barely even recognized her.

Faya walked with hunting breath holding back the anger. Closer to Iwan who immediately smiled widely at his arrival.

Faya distance is only a few meters away from Iwan. But, her tears had already flowed without excuse.

“Fay...”.

“Why are you crying, Dek?”

Faya did not answer. He just stared angrily at his brother. It took a minute for Faya to calm down. He took a deep breath and then tried to neutralize his feelings.

“Fay, you why?” investigate Iwan who became worried to see his lethargic-faced sister. “Let's sit there first.”

Faya follows Iwan sitting on a pile of adobe under an acacia tree.

“You're okay, right, Dek?”

“Mas, I kangen.” Faya squandered hugging her brother's sticky body. Iwan retaliated by stroking the back of his beloved sister.

“Why are you crying? Did something happen?”

Faya broke away. He wiped away the tears that flowed back.

“I'm not the one to worry about. Look at yourself. Why be so skinny? Oh my goodness, my. Okay, Mas. Don't drive anymore. Find a job here. Or not working is okay. Let me do the work. Now I've got a steady job whose salary is good.”

Iwan smiled hearing that. He stroked his sister's head gently.

“Can't do that, Dek. It's not your responsibility. But you and your brother are in charge of Mas.”

“But I can't bear to see Mas's body getting thinner like this. What did you not eat? Look at those mas guys, the driver too but fat. Her stomach is also distended.” Faya pointed at the group of men earlier with her chin.

“Hehehe. Yeah how. And eating, you know. Just a little more because Mas have to save in order to send more money for you.”

Hearing the word ‘kalian’ made Faya feel even more anger towards Kirani. His brother worked hard to slam the bones to reduce his rations just to be able to send money for their needs. The real money was spent on shopping for Kirani's personal needs only.

I want Faya to complain about what really happened. That all this time he had never even felt the results of his brother's sweat. All the money sent by Iwan runs out for Kirani himself.Even to meet the needs of the kitchen, it is not uncommon to use private Faya money. Kirani does not want to know the needs of the kitchen.

But, it feels like Faya did not have the heart to uncover the disgrace of her sister-in-law. Although he wanted Iwan to part with Kirani, but he still did not have the heart to complain about it. Let her brother know for himself.

“Mas, I can't do anything to split up with Ms. Kiran.” Somehow that sentence just slid. He braked as much as possible.

“Kok you said that anyway, Dek. Why is it the same with your mom?”

“See this, Mas so skinny because of Sister Kiran.” Faya blames Kirani too.

“Yes can't do that either, Dek. Mas Just carry out the responsibilities of Mas the same wife Mas. Not her fault.”

And again, Iwan always defended his wife no matter what.

brother-in-law, oh, brother-in-law.

the traces are citizens.

how can I tell if you are from which city?