One Night Stand With My Crazy Boss

One Night Stand With My Crazy Boss
CHAPTER 96. Please Happy.


Faya entered the house with a blushing face and with a suspicious smile. It was seen by Iwan who could only shake his head to see the silliness of his sister.


“Mas, I want to take a shower first. I haven't had a shower.” Pamit Faya who then went into her room to pick up towels and change of clothes.


After the bath, he re-joined Iwan in the living room. His brother was busy with his cell phone. Removing all his memories with Kirani stored in his cell phone memory. Sometimes there was a heavy sigh from the man.


“Mas?” lirih Faya's.


“Hem?”


“Mas is really okay, right?”


“Yes if not forced to do well, then how should Mas, Fay? Nyesel, disappointed, sure. But if you think about it again, there is no use Mas nangisin this problem.”


“Mas must be very angry with Sister Kiran.”


“The anger in Mas's chest is soaring, Fay. It feels so bad here.” Iwan pointed at his own chest. Seeing that, made Faya's heart feel the pain.


“From now on, I beg you. Please be happy, Mas. If you need to find a replacement that is much better than Mrs Kiran. I'm sure, I'll see a good girl later. I swear, I want to see Mas happy.” Faya couldn't hold back her tears.


“Iya, Mas promise will be happy after this.” Iwan stroked his sister's head lovingly.


“Review if incident.” Threaten Faya later.


“When did you start working?”


“Lusa if there is no hitch.”


“So tomorrow is empty, right?”


Faya nodded. “Why? Want to go for a walk with me?”


“Tomorrow, we go to yuk's grave. I've long time ago I didn't look at the same Dad Ibuk.”


Faya nodded back. He had not visited the graves of his parents for a long time.


“Tomorrow let me borrow Mas Prima's car aja.”


“No need. Later even ngerepotin. He also went to the office, he said.”


“Gak ngerepotin. His car has a lot. Borrowing 1 is not a problem either. Anyway if Mas Prima knows, he will also volunteer to minjemin his car.”


“Oh yes. I forgot he was the heir to the company. It's only natural that the car has a lot.”


“Do not car, Mas. This apartment complex only has his company.”


“Hehehe. You're lucky, Fay. Mas know, so his wife is a Prima, not as easy as people see. You know this too, right?”


“Iya, I know, Mas.”


“Is his family good to you? They got you, right?” Ivan looked worried. Because their lives were much different, he was afraid that his sister was difficult to accept in the Prima family.


“Mas don't worry. Mas Prima's family is all right. They even thought I was my own son. From the time I became his secretary mas Prima, until now, they remain good with me.”


“Thank God then. You should be good with them, too, yes. Consider them instead Father and Ibuk.”


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This morning, as planned by Faya and Iwan last night, they will visit the graves of their parents. Before that, Faya must drive Iwan to pick up his clothes at Kirani's house.


And they, borrowed one of Prima's cars. initially Prima insisted on delivering them. But Faya refused. It's not nice that Prima is constantly spending time with him and neglecting his office work. And in the end, Prima gave up.


“Mas has found his family Sister Kiran?” tanya Faya broke the silence.


“Udah, yesterday. From the police station yesterday, Mas went straight to their house. Kirani is just as good as they are. As I asked Kirani well.”


“They must be in shock.” Ask Faya back. He focused on driving the car.


“Yes for sure, no one thought that Kirani was like that. Pakde sama Budenya also surprised not to play.” Reply Iwan.


“So, now Mas actually-has no relationship with them anymore.”


Iwan became silent. He threw his eyes out the window.


They did not stop by Kirani's house for long, just taking Iwan's clothes and personal belongings. Not many. Because he is rarely home. After that, they went to a public funeral park.


“Same father Ibuk must miss us? Sorry we can stop by now.” Lirih Iwan while rubbing the gravestone belonging to his parents.


“Yeah, Buk. Faya kangen is very much the same with you. Once in a while, can dong jengukin Faya through a dream. Let Faya kangen be slightly treated.”


“Well, Buk, Faya are getting married. He has a guy who loves him very much. Good guy. Tall, white. Anyway handsome. His name is Prima. He also has a company. Rich people.” Iwan seemed to be complaining to a living human being.


“Later Faya invited Mas Prima here to meet Dad and Ibuk as well.”


They both knew that if it was not possible that what they said would be heard by their Father and Mother. They do it just to entertain themselves. For the burden to be lived they can be slightly lifted. At least by telling the story so, the longing that can not be treated it will be slightly eased for a moment.


The longing felt by Iwan and Faya for both their parents, there was no cure. Even though they are sincere with the departure of both. It was only a form of escape so that they could resume their lives. Really, they are being forced to endure longing.


They are sincere, but they miss.


After reciting a series of prayers to his parents, Iwan invites Faya to return. Because it was already a good day. And Faya has to prepare for work tomorrow.


“Dek, let's go home. It's cloudy. Later rain, jammed.”


Faya nodded. He went back through his parents' gravestones before moving on from there. He rubbed his face and went home.


And all the way home, no one spoke. The brothers are diving into each other's longing for their parents. Remembering every thing that is still neatly stored in memory. Hopefully it can reduce the longing even a little.


“If I'm both still alive, our lives may not be this good, Mas.” I don't know why Faya doesn't seem willing to lose it.


“Stttt.  Don't so. We have succeeded to the way we are today. So don't hate fate, Fay. The same father must be proud of us too. Same you. You have managed to survive until now.”


“I miss them, Mas.” Faya's tears are back. Pattering wet his smooth cheeks.


Iwan simply stroked his sister's back to calm her down. He misses too. But that doesn't mean he has to blame fate. As usual, all he could do was force his heart to be sincere.