Sorry your Husband I Borrowed
Praised Boss Robert

As a wife, I need to be praised. Especially the cooking. But, I myself, do not remember, when was the last time Mas Arga praised me. Let alone praise, he alone, more eating out with his office friends. For me, it's no big deal. In fact, it's been going on for a dozen years. In the morning, before leaving for the office, he had only breakfast. He often asked to be served a cup of coffee, and a piece of toast. Sometimes, if he hurried to the office, the coffee dishes and toast I had prepared at the dinner table, were untouched by it.

Saddened? Of course, since I felt that my job of preparing breakfast that morning, was in vain. It is the duty of a wife. Praised or not praised, it is his responsibility, to serve the husband well. Behind all this, my desire is simple. I just hope to say thank you from Mas Arga, for the breakfast that I have provided. But, nevermind!

***

I don't know why that morning I wanted to bring food to the office. Occasionally, can you? Besides being good to bring my own lunch, of course I can save a little.

''Fit, you will taste the cuisine of my brother yes, '' said the same Fitri.

''Wuih, brother bring stock. Very diligent, brother. This morning I woke up at what time, can bring supplies to the office. It must be a very early morning wake up.'' said Fitri, when I said that I brought lunch that morning, to the office.

''Brother last night for rendang. Cobain yes..later if not delicious, just be quiet.'' I said.

''Yes, brother. But Fitri sure delicious, brother's cooking.'' said Fitri. He never tasted my cooking.

''Rendang, sambal jengkol.'' said me and Fitri immediately said that the sauce, must be delicious.

''I believe, if the cuisine of my brother must be delicious amazing.'' praised Fitri again.

''Emang ever eat my cooking?'' my many.

''It is certain, Fitri is sure, '' he added.

***

My phone is shaking. Boss Robert took me to lunch. But, I'm to the point if I have lunch with Fitri at the office, because bring supplies from home.

''Sometime, I'd like to bring you your food.'' said Boss Robert.

I immediately replied to his chat with emoticons of people laughing.

I told him that my cooking was not good. Later he will not taste if he knows the taste of my cooking.

''Don't want to know. Anyway, tomorrow I'll make lunch. We'll have lunch together in my room.'' he ordered.

''Ih. Later you will not taste, eat my cooking. Not delicious!'' kilahku.

''You, against the orders of superiors huh. I took out (SP)/new warning letter to know the taste!'' threaten her.

''What the heck, the head of the service threatened the men. I reported to the media, just found out the taste! Let viral!'' threaten me back.

''You don't fuck around. Anyway I wait for the cooking tomorrow.'' his insistence is still through chat.

Not long, because it's time to take a lunch break. Boss Robert, get out of his room. Then approached my desk, which that afternoon, I was having lunch with Fitri.

''Wuih. Good, lunch bring lunch. Mau dong.'' said a prank without embarrassment, to me and Fitri.

''Eh. Lunch Sir, this is Kak Fitri's cooking, sedap.'' said Fitri.

''OKAY. Resume. I have a promise with my friends, he said while shaking out, leaving me and Fitri who that afternoon were just the two of us. The staff and staff left.

***

My phone's vibrating. Boss Robert again reminded him of his request.

''Don't forget, I asked this morning. Masakin I'm good. But, do not have to bring a lot of food. Do not take the same pot. Later it is thought that you will open the stall!'' boss Robert said, chat me early in the morning.

''Less asem. I'll open the stall at the office. Make some extra money. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!'' I said reply to his chat.

''Don't want to. I am the mother of the canteen, can as I like the request of the cuisine.''I replied ketus.

''Try it if there is a plan against the boss. I really made SP!'' sahut again.

I just want to send people emoticons laughing.

Then, lastly, I close with words, against the boss, who is afraid!

Arriving at the office, he's already chatted me. Sure, he was monitoring me from the cctv in his room.

''Feel it, bring it to my room huh.'' his orders without further ado.

I was, again, still joking about her chat.

''Who brings food to Boss Robert. It's my own food supply, the same Fitri.'' I replied with confidence.

''To my room. I wait.'' he urged.

I too, had to obey his orders. Because, if I don't, it will be noisier. Sure, it's not funny, if the storm is only about food. The lunch I brought from home, I put it on Boss Robert's desk.

''No, I am eating now. Honestly, I'm hungry. Because I haven't had breakfast at home. I gave birth to my wife, '' she said, beating up.

''Boleh. Go ahead. That was for Boss Robert. Eat now for breakfast or eat at lunch. Free, baby!'' my clear.

But, I said unfortunately it was a bit slow.

''What, did you say the last one?'' ask him to repeat.

''What. I said nothing.'' I said.

''There's. You said, baby, last time. You mean you really love me!'' call it.

''Ah! I didn't say, baby. Misheard!'' kilahku.

''Emang I'm deaf.'' he said sewot.

''You like to lie to yourself. You are actually a darling also.sama I. But, you deny!'' katan Boss Robert, dead husk.

He said that I can't dispute. He's right, I like to lie to myself. Because, to be honest, I was a little doubtful about my own heart and feelings. Absolutely not, I love him. But he can't have me completely.

I once prayed, O God keep him away from me, for he is not mine. And vice versa, sometimes I also often sat inwardly, praying in my heart, that God would bring me closer to him, because I love him.

Prayer is often repeated, until I myself do not know, the more I ask God. Ask to be kept away or close.

''Come on, accompany me to breakfast. The time I was told to have breakfast by myself.'' protested Boss Robert who from earlier still did not touch the cooking that I had placed on his desk.

I am still in front of him.

Because my response was slow, he finally opened the food I put in the bushel. Then he scoops it too. He said my cooking was delicious.

''Hm. Delicious. Beautiful, good at cooking. It is really the woman of my dreams.'' he praised while continuing to eat my cooking.

''Ah.masa yes. Just ordinary feeling. Isn't it better to cook a wife at home?!'' kilahku.

He did not respond to my words at all, because he really enjoyed the food I brought. Her praise, really makes me flattered. Mas Arga alone, never praised me that piece. But, Boss Robert, it really makes me flattered by his praise.

''Please baby ya.'' he said and I packed the food rantang earlier.(connected)