The Boss' Wife
Ch - 25 Large Families

"Sorry, Mas. I said I loved Mamas because Idris was there." I explained so as not to cause misunderstandings. "I don't really love Doctor Idris, Mas." I'm talking, maybe Mas Abyan thinks, I feel the same way as I'm with Doctor Idris. Actually I'm afraid Mas Abyan feels rejected.

"Hahaha.." Mas Abyan laughed, puzzling me. "Yes Ay, that was Mamas just joking. Idris is still out the door to hear us talk" he explained.

Hearing Mas Abyan's words, I also thought the same thing, but why does it feel like my heart is not comfortable? Do I have feelings for Mas Abyan? Or just idolize it, as a handsome man who is perfectly carved and has other advantages.

In hindsight it seemed like I was more towards idolizing it. Mas Abyan also does not seem to love me, his words are just acting. Want to say sad, what should be sad ‘kan? Not that easy either, I got to the surface from the depths of the ocean.

"Ah yes." I replied directly.

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Wearing a nude-colored lipstick, a little pink I put on my eyelids.

Stand in front of the mirror, tidying up the green hijab again wardah. Long-sleeved top clothes, half-knees and avocado-colored basic pants, my mother-in-law gave me. Maybe by wearing these clothes, he will be happy.

Ready to meet the big family, Mas Abyan. The exit carries a small bag as usual placed over the shoulder. Mas Abyan also just came out from inside the room. "Yuk, Ay." take her.

"Hmmm." smile.

During the trip we both just kept quiet, with very cold hands, nervousness was accompanying. How will it be at my in-laws house, a lot of disputes or quarrels like the stories in some novels and dramas? My heart is getting stronger playing music, watch out for you guys in there.

The car went into the yard, we both got off. "Assalamu'alaikum." We both said it when we entered the house.

Bi Tanti was running a little towards us. "That young master and Miss Zahra went straight back, I told you to go there" he explained.

"Yes Bi." replied Mas Abyan. "Yuk, Ay." take her.

"Yes Mas." followed Mas Abyan and Bi Tanti's path towards the back.

Looking at the park behind the house, in accordance with the burning event tonight, the big family Mas Abyan is sitting near the dining table there is also another place for children to play.

"That's my daughter-in-law has come." said Ms. Sari showed them.

Walk directly to Ibu Sari and shake hands with her. "Include Ra, this is all our extended family." show Ms. Sari to everyone who was there.

Walk again, one by one shaking hands with them, getting acquainted. Their average age was thirty-two years and above, and several small children were playing.

Finished re-acquainted to the side of Mas Abyan, a beautiful woman dressed in a short-sleeved dress with a knee length of deep black.

This woman is the one who hugged Mas Abyan at the reception, with me not being held by my hands at the night.

The second antagonist.

Holding a cup filled with guava juice, directly hugging Mas Abyan affectionately in front of me, please just do you two want what please want me to say like that.

"What a long time?" tanyanya.

Mas Abyan smiled, resigned to it in the embrace. "Slightly stuck in the street" he replied.

My thoughts are starting to be negative, lest this be Mas Abyan's mistress.

My detective soul started popping up, wanting to know me so strongly.

"Ay, meet me, this is Ishana. Bu Arum's son and Mr. Sofian earlier. They're Dad's best friends, and Ishana I already consider my sister." said Mas Abyan still holding Ishana's shoulder while Ishana held Mas Abyan's waist.

It was not like that, looking a few days back to Mas Abyan and Falisha. They are like rats and cats.

In the same note, the color of Mas Abyan's clothes with Ishana is the same. It seems they are a married couple, not me the same Mas Abyan. They both deserve to be said that, holding each other.

"It looks like you two are the newlywed couple, not Mbak Zahra and Mamas. It's very much the same for both of you, from the same clothes. Wear the event holding mesrah again." said ketus Falisha who came approaching from behind me.

"Well, why aren't you married?" hanum came over as well.

You two if you talk, my heart is immediately soft, represented by the taste. My smiles are on Falisha and Hanum.

Mas Abyan immediately let go of his grip, misbehaving in front of me.

"It seems." I said directly insinuating.

"No, Ay." Mas Abyan hugged from behind, his hands coiled around my waist, with a wry smile turned towards him. Nice yeah, hug me gini.

"Cie cie cie cie" said Falisha, Hanum, and other families.

"Other yes Ma'am Yu, if the newlyweds." said Bu Nia.

"I went there first Ma'am, Mas." said Falisha towards the dining table.

"I am too, Ma'am." The path follows Falisha.

"Hmmm." I nodded slowly.

Mas Abyan was still hugging, about when did Mas? You are not wrong, touching a sister who is considered so.

Shame I saw Mothers last easy, immediately released Mas Abyan's embrace.

"Ay, don't be angry." she said.

I just smiled.

Mas Abyan was silent holding his forehead, maybe confused by my reaction, if at home already in my sermon again, even though his fault. Threatening again the two of us, continued the fourth world war session.

"Other yes, newlyweds. Ishana don't think. His son likes it so much Mamas spoiled." said Bu Ita.

Looks like they noticed us earlier.

"Yes, Ishana. I like to be angry with him, but in the right ear out again the left ear. Oh yes, congratulations, hopefully quickly get the offspring who shale and shalihah" said Bu Arum.

"Aamiin." replied Mas Abyan.

Seeing me just shut up without answering. "Khem!" pura Mas Abyan told me to answer.

He was forced to follow Mas Abyan. "Aamiin, Mom." with a smile.

Not being wrong, being wrong. Like my song.

"If again recently, it's hot-hot again huh?" Ita's mom's been pumping the others.

We were both near socialite mothers.

I and Mas Abyan just smiled hearing them speak.

"Often play so quickly can momongan." continued Bu Kana.

"Ih jeng, not good too often." continued Bu Lala.

"Yes what?" answer Miss Kana.

"Yes right, as I used to be, long time ago" replied Ms. Yasmin.

I'm the one whose age has been said to be ripe, hearing them talk like that, ashamed to swear by anything. It's a good thing minors play a little bit far away, seen by their nannies, so don't listen.

I had to stay connected. "Oh that's it, ma'am, can't be often." ask me to be familiar with them, who knows can hang out with a lot of my knowledge.

Mas Abyan looked at me, frowning both eyebrows.

"Mas, let them be as familiar as I am, do not take heart." whispered in Mas Abyan's ear.

Mas Abyan smiled, holding his nose stuck on the handiplast yesterday.

"Yes, let it go fast. If the dryness is not ripe seedlings, the problem is not ripe has fallen first." replied Ms. Muna.

"How many times a day, you two?" ask Ms. Kana to know.

"I'm ashamed of you" replied Ms. Yasmin

"Five times." I replied spontaneously. Call yes, their jokes.

Abyan looked at me again. "Yes, shame in the clear" said Mas Abyan gave the code, so it is not discussed.

"You guys, make my daughter-in-law shy." said Ms. Sari came over. "We continue to eat don't disturb the newlyweds." help Sari take them to the dinner table again.

We both shook our heads with smiles.

Both of us, if we are artists, seem to be nominated.

Seriate...