The Boss' Wife
Ch - 44 Invitations

Ding!

The doorbell rang loudly. Mas Abyan stopped, the voice disappeared, back Mas Abyan continued the kiss. Mas Abyan's hands hugged me tightly, my hands were on the chest of Mas Abyan's field following his play.

Ding!

The doorbell rang back, Mas Abyan released a kiss. Looking at me flat, wanting to kiss again.

Tok to tok.

The sound of the door, so loud.

"Mas.." held back Mas Abyan's lips with his palm. "There's a guest." I said embarrassedly.

Mas Abyan's smile, nodding his head slowly. Stand walking towards the entrance.

Huuf!

My heart seems to be having another show over there, celebrating my first kiss.

Sweetie! I admit it, it feels like a kiss.

"Abyan, where did you just open the door?" shouted a woman.

My vision went straight to the source of Oma's voice, Mother, surprised me. This was the first time they came to the apartment during my time here.

"That's-" Mas Abyan's misbehavior was like scratching his non-itchy neck, looking for answers.

"Mama may be the one who bothers me" said Ms. Sari holding Oma Farra's shoulder.

Oma's face looked irritated, straight in. I see who is still sitting. "The two of you from here, did not hear the sound of your phone ringing, the bell rang, then the sound of a new knock was heard." Oma Farra looked upset.

Stand up to Oma. "That's Oma, I went to the bathroom again." My less-than-perfect reason is to hold in shame, if I'm in the bathroom, why am I sitting in a chair.

Ow hell!

"You're Abyan, where are you?" Oma looked towards Mas Abyan investigating.

"That's me sitting Oma, my phone-" Mas Abyan looked at the table.

Looking at Mas Abyan's phone on the table, just closing my eyes, raise my hand.

"Hahaha.." Oma laughed, while Sari's mother held back the laughter with her hands clinging to her mouth.

I and Mas Abyan look like hard-boiled crabs, this is how shameful it feels.

"Yeah, we came at a bad time like that" said Ibu Sari walking to get out, Oma followed.

"Oma, Mother." called right away. "We have nothing, Oma, Mother." walked quickly before them. "Oma the same Mother must be tired, sit down first." said I was confused what to do?

"Hmmm, fine." said Oma Farra looks still upset, back to walk into the house, directly sitting on the sofa chair, in the following Mother Sari and Mas Abyan.

"In the meantime, Oma, my mother goes to the kitchen first." Walk quickly to prepare a drink.

Taking sugar wants to make warm tea, usually if there was a guest made me just that, Mas Abyan's hand immediately held my hand. "The same mother Oma asked for water, Ay" he said softly in the ear.

"Oh yes Mas." let go of Mas Abyan's handle, instantly preparing the cup and container filled with water.

I don't know why my heart hebo gini, one side remembered with a kiss of death, the other angel died fighting.

"Just relax Ay, don't be nervous." take a container of cups and drinking water that I prepared.

"Yes Mas." trying to relax, walking after Mas Abyan walked to meet Oma and Mom sitting on the sofa chair.

"What are you guys doing here?" mas Abyan asked seriously after the two of us sat down before Oma and Mother.

"Tomorrow ‘kan Oma's birthday, you guys come yes." replied Ibu Sari.

"Oma'll be able to talk through a mobile phone, do not have to go home." reply Mas Abyan look upset.

"Tomorrow what time is Oma?" tomorrow I go to work in the morning.

"Gini I replied one by one, Oma wanted to apologize about yesterday" said Ibu Sari.

"Yes that's okay Oma." I replied directly, please please do not wake the sleeping lion.

"I mean, what?" said Mas Abyan coldly.

"That, Mas. Yesterday I accidentally spilled juice onto Oma's clothes, my hands slickly holding the cup. Oma wasn't angry, just a little annoyed her wet clothes." I told a lie.

Oma and Ibu Sari just keep quiet, let's say I'm a garlic here.

"That-" I'm confused about what to answer?

"Oma said, Zahra did not need to go to an important event, fearing that carelessness was inviting trouble" continued Oma Farra.

"Yes, it's true what Oma said." I said directly.

"It can't be Ay, every event you have to participate in." explained Mas Abyan.

"Then from that Oma here, talk directly to Zahra afraid he does not want to come." explained Oma again.

Somehow it feels Oma, want to apologize to me, maybe his words are spicy or my threat that will not give birth to offspring.

"You bring Zahra, tomorrow it's over, all stay over." said Ibu Sari.

Whahuh? Stay put! Means room with Mas Abyan.

"That's Mom, tomorrow morning I'm at morning service home in the afternoon. Sorry about the bus"

"Partially if we sleep in Oma's house, do you ma-"

"Abyan's holiday." break up Oma. "You guys can settle for tonight, tomorrow's off."

Oma made me remember the hot scene earlier.

"Yes we've been sleeping there, maybe we've just been there" Mas Abyan broke up.

"You don't need to help Ra, everything is ready" said Ibu Sari reply to my words in a direct breakup.

"Yes Mom, I'm sorry." It's uncomfortable, stay come, eat.

"It's okay. Yes, if that's your decision, we shop for Oma first. You guys continue your work."

"Yes Ma'am." I replied directly, eh What do you mean? Continue that kiss.

"The research didn't come!" Oma gave me a warning.

"Yes Oma sure." I replied directly, awakening from the perverted daydreams.

Oma and Ibu Sari stood up, me and Mas Abyan drove up to the front door.

"Be careful on Oma's path, Mother" I said smilingly, shaking hands with them.

Abyan followed.

Seeing Oma smile a little. Whahuh? My mom smiled at me.

"We go home first" said Ms. Sari.

"Hmmm, yes Oma, Mother. Be careful on the road." I said.

They went into the elevator, saw Mas Abyan had already entered the apartment.

"Have you eaten yet, Ay?" Mas Abyan smiled as mediocre as I closed the door.

"This one hasn't been Mas." Why am I a little awkward? I don't know why I'm nervous? Is, this episode going to continue ferociously?

"Yes you've changed clothes, soon we will eat together, Mamas who cook." the road is relaxed towards the kitchen.

I was still silent on the spot, seeing Mas Abyan wearing an apron. It's just a kiss, it doesn't continue, Mamas continues to change as usual. How am I being weird, huh?

Mamas wasn't the one who kissed me, or the genie who looked like Mas Abyan. I dreamt of it times? Pinched a little in the hand, aw sick, really not dreaming me.

"Well.." call Mas Abyan to break my daydream.

"Yes, it's." Approaching Mas Abyan. "What's wrong?"

Smile Mas Abyan. "Don't think of Oma's often angry speech. Now change clothes." orders Mas Abyan who thinks I'm thinking of Oma.

"Yes.." call Mas Abyan again. "Still daydreaming?" the blink of an eye is watching me.

"That's it, you want to ask. We're in Oma's house one room?" Want to know for sure, how Mas Abyan thinks.

"Yes dear." smile while slicing an onion.

"Mamas is it okay there's me?" making sure again, afraid Mas Abyan was burdened.

His smile narrowed one eye. "look at it later" he said hanging full of question marks.

Seriate...