The Boss' Wife
Ch - 26 Role Antagonist

"Geez my grandson, what's with your nose?" Oma Farra came in shock to see Mas Abyan's face as a result of yesterday being hit by a charred skillet.

See the face of Doctor Idris who was apparently present, approaching us. "Idris what's with your face, son?" panicking looking at his two grandchildren was like fighting.

Holding my head, seriously lifeless me now, if Oma Farra starts fighting. Not yet Oma said it feels like I want to raise my hand to raise the white flag.

"Why are you two?" oma Farra's voice made everyone look at us.

"You two got into a fight?" ask Oma again.

"No" replied Mas Abyan and Doctor Idris.

"Then why are you like this?" asked Oma Farra, a little angry. "No way ‘kan you guys, fell or banged together?" ask again.

The family came back to see us.

Mas Abyan and Doctor Idris glanced at each other.

"That's Oma, yesterday I-" Doctor Idris saw Mas Abyan, confused about whether or not to tell a story.

"Look, Oma, Idris and I went home together last night to my house. All the lights suddenly went out. Idris came in without knowing Zahra was inside."

"Continue?" Oma glanced at me for a moment.

"So Zahra beat us both, put a frying pan on the thief's head."

The big family laughed immediately, not for Oma Farra.

My guess is Oma Farra will be angry one, two, three.

"Zahra.." cried Oma. "Where is your manners? Yes, you hurt my two grandchildren."

All those who saw laughed instantly silent.

Right, my guess.

"Oma, it's not Zahra's fault." Doctor Idris defended me.

Mas Abyan seemed to lose by a few seconds. "Oma, Zahra is not wrong, we are playing without informing and saying hello." Mas Abyan said before Doctor Idris opened his voice again.

"Oma believes in us." They both said.

Oma Farra was silent looking at the three of us with angry faces. "Now I punish you." Angered Oma Farra, pointing at me.

Farther up, Oma Farra started to pull out her horns.

"Mom don't be like that, Abyan and Idris are in the wrong condition." Sari's mother defends.

"I don't want to know, Zahra has to be punished. Cook all the meat there." point Oma towards the apprentice who is in the row near the wall, Chef and the housekeeper just silently look at Oma Farra's angry reaction.

"We're wrong Oma! Why is Zahra being punished." asked Mas Abyan

"I'm sorry Zahra Oma, it's both of us's fault." continued Doctor Idris.

"Oma, Zahra is not wrong. If that's her position in me, I'll do it to protect myself" Falisha said.

"Yes, Oma, I'm the same as Zahra, if I can kill you all" said Hanum heated up.

Mas Abyan and Doctor Idris look at Hanum by widening his eyes.

"Why you guys, am I right?" ask Hanum scared.

"True jeng, Zahra is not wrong" said Ms. Arum.

"Silent." cried Oma Farra whose breath was up and down. "This is my decision, if you dare to oppose, your shares and positions are withdrawn all. Zahra will be exiled." break up Oma Farra.

"Ma, Oma" said all of them.

"Udah is enough, Zahra should follow what Oma wants, I hope you can understand, son. All of you please be calm do not be emotional, not good for the health of Oma Farra himself very fond of Abyan and Idris, you hope to understand it." Dameer's father mediates.

They all fell silent, seemingly following the will of Oma Farra.

"You guys sit back. As for you Zahra, do as I say." Oma Farra ordered.

"Yes Oma." I replied directly.

I have no problem cooking, it's a little. Don't even get hooked, Chef Zahra's recipe. I can hold the injection, pen, can also megang nih spatula, people in sharp sharpened from small to by my family, watch out for you guys hurt.

Ceeeee...

Start grilling the meat that I have concocted myself the seasoning. The chef who was paid part-time for tonight's show, and the housekeeper just lined up to see me.

They're all like seeing seniors practicing how to cook properly huh, so shame me.

Ishana, who did not seem to like me, was still standing with Oma Farra beside me two meters away.

"Now also married, already playing KDRT. Poor ‘kan Mas Abyan and Mas Idris Oma." he said.

"Everything is law, women don't know themselves." she continued.

"Oma si, why do you agree with this woman?" Ishana was glancing at me, with an annoyed look.

"Abyan will, Oma was forced to obey his will, Oma's favorite grandson" he replied.

"It is still clear, the same author named Zahra simalakama" said Ishana.

Well that's my pen name Zahra simalakama.

"The name is the same, but it is much different from my idol" he said loudly Ishana.

I hear a little amused, fortunately not spread identity. How to know, the character of the role of the antagonist is not yet another antagonist. Only two antagonistic roles have emerged to the Earth's surface. It could be one day you know, will hang and directly stroke times yes.

"Darling yes, Oma got something like this Mas Abyan." Ishana continued to quip.

"Well, if Zahra meets with Oma, prepare for the imitation to surrender." said also Oma Farra.

Don't be long Oma, now even so you are expelled, with pleasure.

"Yes Oma, that's right. Oma know that? Listen, Brother Zahra simalakama, will open a store in Paris for his fans" said Ishana so proudly.

I was just pretending to be deaf, laughing. My eyes just focus on cooking the ear of active fashion. That's what they want too, I'm told to hear their scathing remarks. Let me feel hurt or realize that I am more precise.

"Oh yeah, when is Ish?" tanya Oma added, whether it really wants to know or heat me.

"Say Oma's Sunday, at the Louvre Museum. So tomorrow I want to go to Paris, who knows can go home with Mas Abyan candidate. He can ya Oma, open a place to meet the fans, in the famous Sanakan former royal palace of France which is now one of the largest museums in the world and also the most famous museum in Paris." exclaim Ishana telling a story.

Bring the man you mentioned, want to see me.

"Mom can't come?" said Oma Farra.

"Bolek dong Oma, who knows if Oma there, Kak Zahra immediately want, besides it is not possible Oma, he wants to refuse the Earld Group space family. There are many rivals Oma, not like the imitation matre see rich people want, the village again."

What do you want to talk about? If there is a mix and speakers want me to sing sambalado ayu ting ting ting song. It feels spicy feels hot.

"You are right, let us gather with each other, and eat the other first. Wait for a very old imitation, just look at the cooking can not" said Oma Farra, changing the discussion of the other, but still insinuate.

"Yes Oma, the heat is too close. My skin will be broken" Ishana said.

I swore to vomit, quickly flipping through the flesh, some were ripe. Listen to netizen innuendo my stomach worms demo for food, I eat first laper. Indonesian people like to cook while eating.

seriate....