The Boss' Wife
Chapter 103 Jealousy

Zahra POV

"Hey, all of you don't forget to dress up pretty huh" said Oma tidying her hair in classic bob style.

I wear a hijab and pick-colored clothes.

"Yuh, okay Oma!" replied Hanum, Mika, and Falisha were busy decorating themselves.

"What are we doing anyway?" my curious.

"Eat night." replied Oma.

"Evening, Oma?" ask Hanum.

"Yes, with stories. They also want to sing and dance with us" said Oma very enthusiastic. Unlike its age which is quite old. But still fashionable looking.

I'm just losing.

25 Minutes we were all ready.

"Are you all ready?" said Oma.

"Ready!" we all answered simultaneously.

"Come, we wash our eyes." take Oma.

We all smiled at Oma's behavior that looked young again.

Chequek!

Dup!

Walk out of the room, obviously. Along the way, all the spies were on us.

Moreover, handsome bulls look at us like stunned. But sorry, handsome brothers, in my heart there is Mas Abyan.

Ting!

The elevator opened, we all went in. Oma pressed the button. Closed elevator.

With seconds.

Ting!

The elevator opens again.

We're all out.

Walk to the ballroom.

Kreeks!

Door opens.

We all stopped. Seeing the atmosphere so quiet and empty.

One of the officers came. "Sorry, Mothers all. There was an order, he said the event was moved in the villa behind the hotel." he was a little frightened to see Oma's face.

I just saw Oma like an atomic bomb that was about to explode.

"Who dares to mess up our show?" oma's tone sounded pressing.

"Sorry, Mom. It's an order from the superior." replied the employee slightly looking shaky.

"Who else would it be if it wasn't your husband?" oma walked out of the ballroom.

Hmmm! Mas Abyan here?

"aaa... You guys, just bother me." said Hanum following Oma's path.

"Not very exciting." continued Falisha also followed the path of Oma and I, Mika, Mother followed as well.

"No I've been traveling to shake dumang again the same akang-akang handsome. Delayed." said Mika.

"She's been hoping for the fullest, meeting a handsome guy." joked Bu Sari.

"Oh Mother, remember the children." said Hanum.

"Let it be, your son is also married."

"I don't want to have a father anymore" said Falisha.

"Your thoughts are negative with your own mother. I just wash my eyes, just like you. Only you, who can wash your eyes." explained Ms. Sari looks heated.

"Mom, Zahra. No comments then?" said Hanum.

"Gue confused what comment? You've been represented by you guys." I'm clear as it is.

"Yes too" said Mika.

"Where do you go, the back of the handsome?" ask Hanum.

"Most of them are paid for free. It's such a bias." Falisha explained.

"Who knows, I'll go to the villa." I explained before accusing.

"No way, Ra. Do you know how your husband is jealous?" said Oma.

"Don't tell me this is all just an Oma game for the husbands to take a vacation?" falisha represents my thoughts.

"Tuh, you know." said Oma smiling.

"Aaaah.." We all took a deep breath.

"Why don't you like seeing your husbands on vacation?" ask Oma confused.

"No!" answer us simultaneously.

"Why?" Oma was getting curious.

"Oma, we don't all want them to come along. But not free." replied Hanum. "Other than wash your eyes, look! Cancel." continued again.

"What is your husband less handsome?" oma is right.

"More handsome!" answer Mika.

"That's it! I've just done it." said Oma mediate.

I don't know why I judge Oma the more fun the day is? At first meeting her I wanted to call her a witch. He can do that, changing the atmosphere to be different. Naturally Falisha, Hanum, and Mas Abyan could be so. It is a descendant of the Oma gene.

"Welcome, Mother. Please come in." said one of the employees standing in front of the Villa. Big enough for its size.

Maybe this place is not a special Villa to stay but for guests who want to gather or visit in person.

It turns out that there is no need to go abroad for a walk, it turns out that in Indonesia it is no less good than other countries. I want to travel around Indonesia, enjoy various tribes and cultures that are famous in 38 provinces. Let's say that Mas Abyan has time, take a walk.

We all went in, it was Mas Abyan, Mr. Aziz, Doctor Idris, Mas Darman, Dad. Already sitting at a table made of wood, typical with Balinese culture. But why don't I ever see Fadel? Was he just following from a distance? It feels missed by the Candahan Fadel which is said to like my jahili in the hospital.

What happened in the cafeteria, to him, to make Mas Abyan jealous? Fadel-fadel, sometime want me to turn jahili himself, beware.

"Let's sit down, you little nymphs" said Dameer's father, looking happy.

"Why are you guys here?" said Oma looking angry, seemed to be playing a role.

I saw Mas Abyan who was sitting just looking at me with a smile, ah so embarrassed.

"Holiday, Oma." replied Doctor Idris.

"You guys were invited yesterday didn't want to. Our turn to invite famous boy bands, just come here without telling again." Oma explained make our minds all represented.

"Blame Mas Abyan, Oma" said Mas Darman.

"Wrong all." snapped Oma. "Back there, we don't accept super duper busy men like you guys."

"Ah Oma, don't be like that. Poor we've been away for a week" said Doctor Idris, seen melas.

"It's just your trick, tell me frankly that you're jealous, aren't you?" oma's voice was heard throughout the room.

"I miss, Oma-"

"That's it, Abyan." Oma broke off Mas Abyan's conversation. "Go home, you're not clear. Like jalangkung. Go not picked up, go home not on the transfer." Oma really looks angry.

"Fix Mas Abyan and Mas Aziz, Oma. Me, Mas Darman, and Uncle, no!" said Doctor Idris.

"Yes just went home to sleep, all right. Where's the rest?"

Mas Abyan, Mr. Aziz, Mas Darman, Father, and Doctor Idris fell silent.

"Remember ya! If you're still behaving this way, get ready the space rules earld group will turn into a wife to have a backup husband."

"What?" surprised all of us who heard Oma's words.

"Don't Oma, that's it." Mas Abyan sounded annoyed.

"Remember, Abyan! Oma doesn't mess with speech. You are a leader, but you must remember the leader in your household. If you can't balance the two conditions, get ready Zahra will marry Oma with a more attractive man, and a stronger gaga." Oma made me feel represented.

"Huf!" Mas Abyan can no longer seem to refute Oma's remarks.

"Do you guys want to promise, after the holidays, you have to go home?"

"But Oma, the company is really doing a lot of work."

"Online, work from home." explains Oma. "You're silent, while looking at each other using a laptop or computer."

"Ah, Oma. We'll talk about it another time." said Dad mediate. "Better, we eat first. We'll talk about it again."

Oma looked annoyed, her words had to stop. "Yes, we eat first. Oma's stomach is hungry to see you too."

We all fell silent.

Start Oma sitting in my company, Mika, Falisha, Mom, and Hanum. We sat next to each of our husbands.

Seriate...