The Boss' Wife
Ch - 112 Pairs.

The show was over, but the mothers began asking for pictures with Mas Abyan, Mr. Aziz, Dameer's father, Mas Darman, and Doctor Idris.

Ah, apparitions like this are common for us as wives.

Five power rangers become celebrities if everywhere despite having a wife and children, still an idol of women.

"It looks like the five of them need a mask if they go everywhere." Oma looks less like the atmosphere here.

Falisha folded both hands giving off a rough breath. "My husband's son is in that embrace?" it was obvious that Falisha's face was upset.

"It looks like we have to disband them before the husbands intend to have many wives" Hanum continued.

"Gue agreed." Mika was also upset.

"Sir." Ibu Sari called out to the security guarding around.

Walking a little closer. "Yes, Mom. What's up?" his face looks tired. Mr. Scurity seems to be unable to carry out his duties.

"Please disperse them all. Say, if it's still here. Get ready to be called PP satpol to arrest them." Bu Sari's orders look very irritated in his heart.

"Good, Mom." Mr. Scurity approached all the security guarding.

Start them running the orders of Bu Sari.

One by one began to go with the faces less given offerings.

"All are gone, let's go back to Jakarta." said Oma, she saw me. "Ra, tomorrow try to go home. Don't stay here long." he ordered again.

"What's wrong, Oma?" just until the time to go home again. No Oma, not Mas Abyan. I love everything that is fast paced.

Oma smiled. "There's a lot of forest here, Ra. Said the old man. Not good for people who are pregnant." obviously Oma makes me want to smile but obviously I can bear it. I don't know if you don't believe me, about that.

"Yes Oma." followed Oma's wishes. Than I got his talk.

Oma stroked my stomach. "Be well, son."

"Yes, Oma." really attention, Oma.

We started shaking hands, walking to Oma, Mom, Dad, Mas Darman, and Hanum near the plane.

Hand-welding as they enter.

The plane began flying into the sky.

After leaving, we were the ones who stayed back to the villa.

"The four of us went to Bu Iyem first yes, Ra." said Falisha.

"Gue wasn't invited?" want me to come.

Mas Abyan held my shoulder. "Later if the road is finished, then we will go there next time." prevent it.

Hmmm! A long time for sure.

"Yes, Ra. All day long I have not rested. The day will also be late afternoon. The word Oma can not wander anywhere anymore." clearly Falisha followed the speech of Oma who always forbid this and that with all the myths scattered.

"Yes, Mom. It is strictly forbidden here, if a pregnant person walks out. Especially at night and in the afternoon." Iyem's mother spoke.

"Hmmm." I nodded slowly to follow their wishes, although in the heart still churned to follow.

"Dada.." said Falisha and Mika walking after Ms. Iyem.

I can only breathe rough. "Come, Ay. Go inside." take Mas Abyan to walk first into the villa.

I can only follow, seeing people still cleaning up the former venue.

I went into the villa.

Abyan closed the door.

Walk into the room, towards the bathroom cleaning the body. Wrap the towel when finished.

Out of the bathroom saw Mas Abyan again sitting on the bed playing his tablet.

No, maybe not a day. No see Mas Abyan doesn't hold a tablet, leptop, pen, file. Since I became pregnant, I stopped writing scripts and everything else.

At first I took the clothes in the suitcase that Mas Abyan had brought into the room. The items of Falisha, Mika, Pak Aziz, Doctor Idris in their respective villas.

Wearing clothes.

"Yes, sit here." Mas Abyan patted the bed beside him as I finished wearing my clothes.

Walk up the bed, leaning on the headboard by straightening both legs. Mas Abyan stomped my feet slowly. "Cape, Ay."

"Why, still going there?" sensitize Mas Abyan to what I want.

My eyes see all the rooms. "No, Mas." I lied before Mas Abyan said that makes my heart hot. "Mas." look at Mas Abyan.

"Hmmm!" saw me. "Why, Ay?"

"Mamas never seen gathering or meeting Mamas friends who have been present at our wedding." changed to another discussion.

I want to know more about Mas Abyan's story, rather than talking about wanting to come see the waterfall to make my heart turbulent.

"Every job, Ay." explained Mas Abyan to my surprise.

"Working together, Mom." time so.

Mas Abyan massaged my legs slowly. "They also work at the core company, Ay."

"Joint with Mamas?"

Mas Abyan nodded his head. "Hmmm!"

How's story?

"For what, Mom?" I want to know I'm getting deeper.

"Chirs, Eden, Gavin as manager. Zea as secretary of finance."

"Every day, do you meet?"

"Yes, Ay."

"When is it outside?" time in the company.

"Virtually rarely meet outside. Busy each one, Ay."

"That means Cherly's mom, go to the company often, huh, Mas? When you were with him." Maybe so, because Mas Abyan's friend knew about Cherly's sister.

Mas Abyan nodded his head. "First, Ay. Not now."

"If Fadel?" want to know about Fadel, rather than Pelakor.

"Why fadel, Ay?" Mas Abyan stopped scowling looking like he was curious.

"What's the working fadel, Mas?" time just concerned about the family of the big space earld group.

"Just keep an eye on the earld group's space activities, Ay." Abyan looks dishonest.

"Honestly, Mas?"

Abyan was smiling. I don't know why my heart melted instantly. In a smile I was immediately stunned like this. Was she born an angel? His smile could not make this heart beat straight. Must have shaken zumba. I want to keep it in Mas Abyan's closet. So that others do not see themselves.

"Idris is a mobster, Ay."

"What?" surprised me.

Mas Abyan closed his ears. "Well, don't scream in Mamas' ear." Mas Abyan rubbed his ears.

"Ma-sorry, Mom. I was shocked." I honestly.

Mas Abyan squinted. "Surprised to do it, Ay. But not like that either." upset.

I can only smile, Mas Abyan was angry why more handsome, Mas. Make a living chest added robanahan.

"Smile again." strangely seeing me.

"Mamas why so handsome?" I don't know why, I want to say that.

Abyan was smiling. "Mamas is angry, Ay. Not a spread of charm." she obviously continued the massage.

"Seriously, Mas." holding Mas Abyan's cheek. "Especially there are these two dimples, make it more handsome."

Mas Abyan held my hand. "It's yours, Ay." looked at me.

"I mean Mamas?" don't understand me.

"All that Mamas has, is yours. Don't be jealous of women." Mas Abyan's remark made me unable to hold back a smile anymore.

"Add more clever ya gombal." patted slowly Mas Abyan's shoulder.

Mas Abyan just smiled at his passion with my punch that was anxious with Mas Abyan's behavior.

Seriate...