Sorry your Husband I Borrowed
Curious Wood

As I recall, mid-April. Around the 16th or 17th yes, Bayu's birthday. But, I'm sure it looks like the 17th. How to say happy birthday. Hape I'm broken, because I was slammed with Boss Robert. So, I'm looking for a way, come to Bayu's office.

I was on the left right, running away, so Boss Robert wouldn't know about my departure. Moreover, if you know you want to eat with Bayu, can be slapped seven circumference, same Boss Robert.

Not to mention accused of odd women, meet other men. Oala. Though I met Bayu, in an open space. Except, I met Bayu at the hotel or in the bushes. That's my name, I'm a ganjen girl.

"This is clearly in open space, said oddly. Kan fucking! Make the emotions of the soul if he talks carelessly and hurt." murmured me.

*I took a deep breath.

"World safe. You can go directly to the usual location. But, get Bayu first!" my thinking.

"God is miserable, has no HP. Just have HP a week, must be a target, slammed with Boss Robert, if again marahan or jealous with me!

I'm a little bored, waiting for Bayu to come out of his office. I also want to contact him, neither can he. There is no hape.

"Oh that's him!"

I immediately honked my car horn. Bayu too, understand very well with the license plate number of my car. He came straight to my car, opened the door, then got into the car.

"It's safe don't I take your car?" tanya Bayu impressed ninyir.

"Haha. Afraid to be a man. You guys are bullion. Why should I be afraid?" selorohku.

"It's not a matter of fear. I'm just worried about your car glass. Your car's glass will be broken down. Want some?!" change Bayu who slanted at length to me.

"Damn! Discuss the car glass anyway!? chirping.

"Haha. Yes I will ask. Aman, am I having lunch with you?! Fear, fit again delicious eating, got jotos. Could be my lips. Then, the next target, he'll break your windshield!" repeat Bayu, make me sick to hear it.

"But, you really said. If he's blind jealous with me again, he's slamming my cell phone. Keep arguing. Lastly, he broke my car's glass." I explained, and Bayu giggled and laughed at me.

Spontaneously I patted her shoulder.

"He...don't hold me! I just don't have a phone. Yesterday, slammed him! Waiting for payday, then I want to buy a new phone." my story casually.

"In a matter of a month, how many times he slammed your phone. Do you keep recording? Ahhaha!" tanya Bayu keeps on nyinyir.

I'm upset that Bayu mocked me inexhaustibly.

For the umpteenth time, Bayu asked me why I was holding out with Boss Robert.

I say love doesn't need a reason.

"Haha. Of love? A chocolate-flavored cat? Rela molested inner birth? Is that so, right?!" chirps Bayu.

"Yes, don't know. Maybe it's my destiny!" reply resigned.

"Hold you too huh!?"

"Eh can't talk about Boss Robert anymore, '' I said asking Bayu. Because, he bullied me and Boss Robert all the time.

"Hmm...so discuss what?" bayu said as he lit his cigarette and played the smoke, forming small circles into the air.

Suddenly Bayu remembered about the status of Fira which I still kept secret yesterday.

I guess he forgot. It still stuck in his mind, he said.

I'm finally frank, if Fira is someone else's son.

"You mean, foster child?" tanyakanya.

"Because I already know, so I don't need to explain in more detail yes," I said, ending the story.

"Hmmm. Kok can. You said yesterday, Fira was your son with Boss Robert!" cananda Bayu provokes emotions.

"What hell! Don't make up stories. I never told you that!'' my protest while continuing to chew fries dipped into spicy sauces.

"There was. Yesterday you told me so, if not wrong!" tandas Bayu sure.

"Hey don't macem. Can I use you later, let's fall in love with the widow." slothfully.

"It is okay to fall in love with a widow. Origin rich widow, tajir twisting! No need to work hard anymore, I! answer Bayu with pede.

"Basar lu mata duitan. And the widow of tajir!"

Before long, Bayu again asked me about the status of Fira that I told other people's children.

"So how the story Fira is the son of people," asked Bayu still curious.

"So seriously, he's a kid, huh?" again heals.

"Here, her birth mother Fira, wanted an abortion, after which, she was intent on suicide. All, because the guy does not want the responsibility to marry her. Finally Fira's birth mother, desperate. When to have an abortion. My friend who is an obstetrician, gave advice. Don't kill your son. Just let him grow up in your womb. Because, there is a kind family that will adopt it. In the end, Fira's mother did not commit suicide. I paid for all her pregnancies until her son was born. But, you know, Fira's mother did not meet me at all. It all costs me to hand over to my friend who's the doctor. Well, after the birth, the baby's mother left, and the baby was still in the hospital. She promised to go away from this city, after no more business with the baby. I also took the baby. I took care of him with affection, until now." I'm obviously at length.

"Actually, when the early babies were present at home, my husband was completely unwilling to hold them."

"But, finally slowly Mas Arga was able to accept Fira with a spacious chest. The baby, now 5 years old more." My story is still without pause.

"But, I see, he's so clingy with Boss Robert?" bayu said, changing the voice, after I had made him speechless because he heard my story.

"Yes, Fira called Boss Robert, calling Father Good!" call me.

"Continue. Boss Robert himself has how many children?" ask Bayu who suddenly switched the discussion about Boss Robert.

I shrugged both shoulders, a sign I didn't know exactly how many sons Boss Robert had.

"Well... said you, it's been three years, deket same him?"

"Yes not that I know the ins and outs of her family, I replied naively.

"Of course the Boss Robert's kids are big, surely?" tanya Bayu continues to interrogate me.

"So they know you're not dating her? Ahhaha!"

"What the hell. Questions are weightless!" I said sewot.

"Haha. If angry, be more beautiful. Oops!" said Bayu who spontaneously closed his mouth.

"Fear me, praise people's girlfriends, get a raw bogem. Could you please go five centimeters, my lips." slurried Bayu, and I chuckled at it.(***)