The Boss' Wife
Ch - 45 Events

I parked on the side of the road when I saw a famous store full of various accessories, jewelry, and others when I saw an application stating this is the best place to buy a gift.

Go in and open the door. "Good day, sister, how can I help you?" the servant standing by the door rebuked.

"May I have a look?"

Her smile. "Oh please, Brother."

Walk into the look of various famous branded bags, about if I buy this Oma would not ya? Tapikan Oma Farra bear the bag may have been a lot where the price is more expensive than the one here, he can also buy it abroad there.

The road again saw a lot of options that maybe Oma Farra had also bought it, I want to buy something that makes him happy, even though Oma still does not like me.

Hmmm, call Falisha, who knows there is a good solution.

Picking up the phone in the bag presses the screen looking for Falisha's number, directly putting it in the ear, waiting for Falisha's welcome.

"Hello, Ra." Falisha's voice sounded.

"Assalamu'alaikum, what was it?" namelku, the habit of Falisha just talk.

"Yes sorry ukhti, waalaikumussalam. What's up, Ra?

"Sha, aren't you busy?" who knows he's busy I'm not bothering.

"Not busy, I'm in the room just rolling around, today is Oma's birthday holiday. Do you bring Mamas?"

"Well, God is coming! Hmmm Sha, I'm buying a gift for Oma, what do Oma usually like?" look around the room.

"Buy a pen, Oma likes to collect it, as a result of idolizing you who are fairly excessive. He said if you meet you, want to ask to be signed using his collection pen" explained Falisha.

That means if Oma asks me to sign me later, about a number of pens in the collection dong, go home my signature to the masseuse or to the orthopedic doctor deh, deh, afraid of my bones shifting or cracking.

"Oh yes I asked that, and we continued at home yes, I matiin first, assalamu'alaikum."

"Yes Ra, waalaikumussalam."

Turn off the call, keep it again in the bag.

"Sir, is there a pen for gift?" look at the waiter who is following from behind.

"Oh over there Brother, let me show you." walk towards the inside.

Walk follow. "It's all the famous pen collections of today" he pointed out that glass shelves lined up expensive pens.

Looking at the soaring price, from the price of nine billion, such a small object can buy a number of houses, subhanallah.

Find a price that fits the bag. Ten million, ah that's it.

"Sir, I want that pen over there." pointed a black pen around a white jewel.

"This, Brother." point it out.

"Hmmm yes Ma'am, please wrap it for a gift."

"Yes, Brother. Please go to the cashier for payment." appoint the cashier in the middle of the store.

"Oh yeah." walked straight there.

"Sir, I'd like to pay for the pen."

"So soon, brother, I'll check first."

"Hmmm!" my smile.

The maak at the cashier approached the other friend like he was counting. About a minute, he returned to the cashier's shirt. "Total all the price of Eleven million, it includes containers, accessories and paper bags" he explained the number I had to pay.

If it wasn't for Oma, I wouldn't have bought something this expensive for a gift.

Want to pay using the card given by Mas Abyan is less comfortable.

Let my money go, put it on. It is also different from our own results, with the results of others.

"It's Ma'am, pay with this." gave me an ATM card.

"Oh yes." replied the cashier.

***

"Mamas don't bring clothes?" when I go to Oma's house.

"No, a lot there." Mas Abyan smiled.

"Oh Yes, Mas."

The way we both went out, got into the elevator, the door was open we continued walking to the parking lot riding the car.

Without communicating we do during the trip. My thoughts are everywhere, including remembering Mas Abyan's hot kiss. Remember with that incident heart aerobic exercise. Watch out for your heart until it comes off, because you move it too fast.

"Hmmm, yes Mas." take a paper bag containing clothes and paper bag gift Oma Fara.

It was a lot of people, lots of invited guests. My smile is on those who see me and Mas Abyan.

The entrance was crowded, inside the house.

"Ra here." call Falisha who is standing by the table with food. "Yuk to my room, take your clothes there." continued the moment after approaching her, holding my hand towards the room.

Chequek!

We both went in, Falisha closed the door.

"Sha I don't sleep in Mamas' room?" means free to tell Falisha tonight, if she sleeps here.

"No, you sleep there. Just your clothes were put here."

"Don't I sleep in your room?"

"Ih you ‘kan wife Mamas me."

"Tap me scared of Sha, last roommate time at the hotel first met. What am I doing?"

"Let's say there again."

"Ih you're so mean."

"I'm evil for good."

"You're crazy."

Tok to tok.

"I'll open the door first." Falisha came to the door and opened it. "What's up, Bi?" tenyata Bi Tanti knocked on the door.

"That's Non, Oma told me to get together to cut the cake."

"Yes Bi." Falisha. "Yuk Ra, your stuff lives there anyway, just in case you want to sleep change clothes take to my room."

Nodding his head slowly, picking up a gift for Oma, walked following Falisha back to the living room gathered there.

"Let's all get together, Oma Farra will cut rice cone inaugurating her seventy years old" said the show's co-founder. The invitations look not so much, most of the big families alone enliven.

Gathering in front of Oma Farra in front of which there is rice tumpeng.

"Let's not forget the photographer in the photo and video, okay it's ready! Let's count one, two, three. Please cut Oma's rice tumpengnya."

Oma took the knife, cut it on the plate, the first bribe was given to Dameer's father as his only son then Mother Sari, as his favorite daughter-in-law.

"Let's applaud everyone" said the show's chaser.

We all applauded, a sign that Oma had reached seventy.

We alternately shook hands with Oma.

Mas Abyan Falisha shook hands, I was behind Falisha, Hanum and Mas Damar had gone first, there were three of us who were not yet as the closest family. Waiting for a turn, about a minute finally shaking hands with Oma. "Happy birthday yes Oma, may a long healthy life always be on the cheap ‘kan rezekanya. It's a gift for Oma." gave a mini paper bag, containing a small rectangular box, a little pink ribbon accessories.

Oma smiled sweetly, took the gift and opened it. "Circuits contain rectangular lines of writing two" said Oma who likes to speak blatantly.

Looking at Mas Abyan, Falisha and the others.

Falisha laughed, loving to see me miserable like this.

"Well they're on a business, pity them both if forced on. Free dong Ma, if God has not given." explained Mother Sari like my helper angel at this time.

"Yes Oma, we are also married for one month" continued Mas Abyan.

"Yes Oma, why patience?" finally Falisha spoke.

"Hanum was pregnant one month after marriage! Later you two go to the gynecologist check, not for long." strong Oma on the stand.

"Too soon Mama, we have discussed the others, there are still many who want to greet Mama" said Ibu Sari.

"Mama don't think about it, we also recently got Abyan, Falisha and Hanum. Maybe Hanum can quickly, it has been his recovery." said Dameer's father finally opened his voice.

Oma just shut up. "Your mother, just eat there." Falisha held my hand.

I just nodded my head, smiling at Oma.

One by one the guests began to shake hands, giving gifts, to Oma. I walked away with Falisha to a table full of food and drinks.

Mas Abyan met the guests, spoke there.

Seriate...