That boy is my wife!
Jiya Oh Jiya's

After a second thought, it seems like yesterday I was just getting carried away. It is so, it is time to feed the Joni as well as the khilaf.

Well, how could a Jun Ferdian like a boy like Jiya. That's it, I've only known a week I've had a taste. Beuh, impossible unless we are a mate.

"Sir Ferdi, can I make you some coffee?" bargain Gisel who suddenly nongol aja in front of my desk work.

I just shook my head slowly as I shook my hand. "No, I'll go to the meeting."

"Then, am I coming?" gisel said that continuously made my eyebrows wrinkled.

For some reason, I feel like Gisel has been doing things lately to get closer to me.

"I'm sorry?"

I saw Gisel a little agitated. "Republic, anu ... That ... Sir, I usually go out. What's the meeting this time, I'm coming too?" he said expectantly.

"No need, I told Aaron. After all, you're bothered to manage the same files on my schedule, right?"

"Yes, anyway. But, Mr ..."

"Sorry Gisel said later, well, I've been waiting for Aaron in the lobby. Then I'll go first." I said coldly, without even looking at Gisel.

I don't know what his face looks like after hearing my answer just now. To be sure, I still heard a little squeak from his mouth before riding the elevator.

Arriving in the lobby, I saw Aaron sitting waiting for me on one of the sofas. With his head lowered, the man looked seriously at the report file in his hand, while occasionally doodling with the pen in hand.

"Old old?" my many.

Aaron's head was suddenly turned up. Then, the man hurriedly moved from his sitting position and went to me who had just stepped out of the elevator.

"Not yet, btw really tumben lo ngajak I go meeting Fer. Why not the sexy secretary?" asked Aaron, kepo as usual.

"I mean Gisel?"

I saw Aaron mangosteen. "Yoi. Besides having a nice body, her face is pretty, so it's good to wash her eyes."

I chuckle softly. Well, the mind of this guy is all. Errata, I guess not all. The proof is, I didn't think about it. Oh, or depending on the person means.

"Care for what, Ron. You're a big girl, you're feeling."

Aaron sniffed, apparently not liking my reaction just now.

"Just because of that, I'm a normal guy Fer!" ngegas.

I who heard his chatter even ngakak. It looks cool, but my humor level is low. Although rarely do people know.

After all, most of them think that I am a stiff, ignorant and uncaring person. Besides, it looks uninterested in women. So, when High School until graduating from college, most people think I'm gay, because I've never dated and been close to girls.

In the middle of our chatter before leaving. All of a sudden, I heard my smart phone ring.

At first I slightly ignored the flat object, but called the third. I immediately shifted the green button, to answer.

'Good day, is this true with Mr Ferdian?'

'Yes, it's myself. If you can tell, who is this?'

'I'm a representative of BK's teacher, sir. I'm here to let you know if the boy named Jiyaning Admaja fought with his friend earlier. So I asked my dad to come to school today. Thank you.'

Whahuh? A fight? Astaghfirullah, what are you doing, he?

'OK, Mum. I'll be there soon. Thanks for the information, yeah.'

After that I heard the phone connection cut off. Aaron, who saw the look on my face starting to harden, didn't say much. Maybe he was upset or didn't want to interfere.

"Sorry, Ron. I don't think I can go to a meeting today."

I saw Aaron's face pale for a moment. "Loh, why? You're Ferdi's boss- uh! Fer!" she screamed as she watched me leave her alone in the lobby.

With a hasty step, I walked while occasionally running small towards the parking lot. Open the car door knob quickly, then step on the gas pedal as fast as possible.

It looks less professional. But, when it comes to Jiya, I don't care anymore about the others. Let it be later, I'll inform Mr. Richard via Gmail on the grounds that there is an urgent need. This is, after all, a household affair.

About fifteen minutes into the crowded city streets, I finally set foot in front of Jiya's school again.

Ah, if I see that alley on the left, I'm a dejavu. About the events first. Where I dragged Jiya's body there because the boy wanted to go with the brawl. Come to think of it, it doesn't feel like time is passing so quickly either.

Though like just yesterday I was the same he married, not the year has started to get close now. But, why do I feel that even we both look more like Om and nephew yah, than husband and wife?

Long enough to daydream, I was re-awakened to reality when I heard Jiya's crying voice.

I saw from far away, the boy was standing in front of the room with the inscription 'BK Room' above the entrance. The only thing that makes the wrong focus is his appearance.

The uniform of tangled clothes and disheveled hair, instantly reminded me of a mighty ape. That's the case, Jiya is not alone. There were two female disciples whose appearance was almost the same. Error, worse than Jiya instead.

Hold on, don't tell Jiya herself to make their appearance so disheveled. If so, it's terrible.

Hadeh, that time was a brawl. Yesterday ruined the furniture. Now fight. Jiya oh Jiya, you are the smartest well, make me a quail.

"Om Ferdi!" jiya shouted as she looked at my figure who was still staring in the corridor.

Not without reason I did that, but was recalling the things I needed to do after reading up on the book titled 'How to Educate Naughty Children' yesterday.

Okay, if it's not wrong on page 12, if the child accidentally made a mistake or quarreled with his peers. Parents should act as listeners first. Wait for him to finish all his stories, then the parents start giving advice. Of course, it must build, so that the child can behave independently and can solve his own problems. However, if the problem is quite complicated and can not be solved independently. The role of parents is necessary.

From the paragraph I read yesterday. I got one conclusion. Namely, the importance as a parent to face the problems of children without hurrying to act and make decisions. Well, in addition to honing the ability of the child himself, at least the problem can be solved by peaceful means.

So, I was hoping for Jiya's problem this time. I can help him in the way I read in that book. It's just ...

"Why did Om Ferdi come? Where's papi?!"

Instantly I felt ngenes, because my arrival was not considered.