That boy is my wife!
Drama Pick-up

"For Mr. Ferdi."

"For Mr. handsome CEO."

"For the Boss!"

"For Sir!"

"Woy Ferdi! Tumben just left, why are you at home?" screeched Aron before I took the elevator to my room.

Maybe it's been a daily meal, I'm the one this boss yelled at without manners by my own best friend.

"Such courtesy of you, is my partner bored?"

The deg!

In just a split second, Aron's song face turned frightened. The thin mustachioed man in a maroon shirt immediately stepped in haste towards me while being whizzed as wide as was the custom at school.

"Ah, you are not as fun as your own. I was just kidding," she said.

I'd like to send you a sweet smile beaming at the advertising of toothpaste.

"Oh, kidding? Okay, in exchange for the overtime bonus this week I cut."

Aron glaring. It seems like I want to protest but I have already taken the elevator to my room with an arrogant look.

Let alone to call, looking at myself he did not dare. Faintly, before the elevator door closed I could hear the curse on me.

"Damn! I am so sorry today. Duh, don't be shopping, weekend later."

Yes, if that were the rambling of Aron, which I still hear.

Trings ...

The elevator opened, and the first thing my eyes saw was Gisel the secretary. Especially if you see the smile, beuh feel see the confectionery.

Just, something's awkward. I always see Gisel wearing less material clothes. Either, his salary is still lacking or is he busy until there is no time to shop? But the second option is more convincing.

Just as my feet stepped near the door of my room. Gisel's hoarse voice rang out, as usual giving greetings and offers to make a glass of black coffee.

"Good morning Mr. Ferdi, do you want me to make you some coffee?"

"No, but I need a snack later. Please before entering lunch hour you send some snacks to my room well," I replied without glancing at him.

Yes, even though Gisel is so pretty, it doesn't interest me at all. To me he remains just like my other men.

"Good, sir."

I heard her tone slightly tremble unlike her greeting earlier. For a moment I thought that my secretary was not healthy, but I immediately stepped aside by stepping into the workspace. Surely leaving Gisel alone in front of the room back.

***

It's almost lunchtime but I haven't found Gisel in the room yet. Honestly I want to feel like I immediately called my secretary, but the notifications from the smartphone on the table are more interesting.

The name Momi hangs on the front screen window. Tumben once jammed this hour. I'm getting a bad smell here.

'My sweet Fear. Sorry well, today Momi and Daddy have a sudden family event. So, you do not forget to pick up Jiya at school well, later in the afternoon. Oh yes, Momi forgot to tell, from today until the next three days of the holiday helper so you are ready to take care of Jiya yourself.'

What the pack?!

Ngurus Jiya's?

Momi really want Ferdi to die quickly?!

...taghfirullah!!!

In that instant, it felt like my mood was plummeting. In fact, I think I'm no longer focused on the pile of unemployed files asking to be signed.

Like, Jiya's name is sacred to my mental health.

"Ferdi's wrong what the hell, Mom? Until the exam is given to take care of the rancid boy? It feels like a lot of swearing, "my monologue is sad.

I don't know since when I'm usually the same everyone suddenly became a sad boy after knowing Jiya.

Maybe I shouldn't have married her. Fiks, my life is more cheerful. But ...

'The Lucnut Boy!'

'Hello?'

'Um Ferdi, you won't have to pick up Jiya. Anyway N-G-G-A-K U-S-A-H!!!'

My eyebrows go up to hear the boy's chatter over the phone. Perhaps, if Jiya was in front of me her facial expression was already fiery wanting to eat human flesh.

Uh, but why are we thinking? I don't want to pick him up either...

'Awas if you come later! Jiya Doain went back and forth to WC last night!'

Horrified by this boy, his prayers are ugly mulu. I think Jiya has a personal vendetta, just like me.

'Driver's same maid again on leave, you want to go home on foot?' reply later.

For a moment I heard a voice on the phone call. Either Jiya who was reckless called me when I was in class hours or indeed he was thinking across there.

'Ji..," call me but there's no word yet.

On the contrary even a deep voice ala-ala new big teenager I heard.

'We'll hang out later? In an ordinary place, near the railway bridge that there is no doorstop. Btw, I'm bonceng well, Ji.'

'Oh yeah, don't forget to spend ten thousand per child. Today's our opponent next high school boy.'

Whahuh?

Whatwasthat? Didn't I hear wrong about their plan?

Ah, goddamn! Intention to hang out in front of the laptop while hanging files disappeared. As fast as lightning I instantly got up from the throne then walked hurriedly leaving the study.

Accidentally in the corridor I passed Gisel who was carrying some snack jars to my room. A look of surprise adorned his face. However, I only caught a glimpse of him and did not pierce his call just now.

A few minutes later, I arrived in front of Jiya's school. Precisely, in front of a white cream-painted building with the inscription Garuda High School at the front gate.

I parked my car a long way from school. So, so that no office workers are seen. I replaced my suit with a black hoddie jacket and material pants.

Ten minutes or so I waited in the car, finally I heard the bell coming home from school ringing. Then not long after, I saw Jiya walking out.

I quickly approached the boy. Forcibly withdrawing his hand and locking his body near the side wall of the school. It is a narrow alley that children rarely seem to pass through.

"Mmmm..lo who's Anjink! You want to rape me? Tol-Om Ferdi?!" jiya shouted in surprise when she found my face in front of her face.

"Kok Om can be here? Didn't Jiya ban Om from the phone earlier?" said again. I immediately snapped the tip of his eel making the rancid boy complain.

"Ish, sick tofu!" ringis Jiya while rubbing the former jolt of my hand in her speech.

"That part is a dirty mouth so it's clammy to clean. Who is teaching?"

"So, be joyful. Jiya's mouth, so it's up to Jiya to say what!" jiya said even more intense.

"Eh, nyolot! Do you dare to be the same old man?"

Instead of apologizing, Jiya even glared at me dislike.

"Partian Om Ferdi ngeselin, Papih never forbid Jiya!"

The plot!

"Ish, I'm being picked up again Om!"

"You forgot your equal Om status what? It's the responsibility of Ombkan now, to avoid and advise you if not really?"

"Yes yes, make sure ..."

"Nothing but - but now cepet in the car. We're home!" I said final Jiya still wants to dodge.

"Well, Jiya has an appointment..."

"Inforts?" my serobot's fast, the girl's whizzing. "Dare you follow such things, be prepared later malem I attack."

Gluey!

I heard Jiya's salivary voice being swallowed heavily. Effect because of my threat just now.

"Okay, Jiya came home," said the boy resignedly, I giggled in my heart.