The Boss' Wife
Ch - 65 New Houses

"Ay, are you ready?" Mas Abyan just came out of the room, while I was sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

"Yes, it's."

"Yes, come on." take her.

"Hmmm!" following Mas Abyan's path, exit the apartment.

Looking briefly at the apartment room, recalling the memories of the first time I entered here, now that place is just a memory, closing the door following Mas Abyan street.

Are we both going to separate rooms again while there, or one room?

Hmmm, just follow Mas Abyan, how do you want.

"My motorbike, how?" when we were in the parking lot.

"Next someone will take it."

"Mas, how do we get on the bike?" my solution.

"Hmmm, may! But there's no helmet, Ay?"

"In the trunk of the motor there is a spare helmet."

"Oh, yes, we're on the bike." followed.

We walked to the motor park. "Just a minute, Ay."

"Hmmm!"

Mas Abyan road to the security guard post, there lies the key of the motorbike and helmet.

It didn't take long, Mas Abyan saw me again. "Here, Ay." gave me the helmet.

Picking up, Mas Abyan opened the seat and picked up the helmet, closed it and put it on. The first time I saw Mas Abyan wearing a flat glass bogo helmet was like me. Mas, you wear a helmet it looks really handsome.

"Why, Ay?" opening the glass helmet, I noticed.

"Flatty mom, wear a helmet like that." I'm honest.

Her smile might feel good I praise her, come closer. "Can you kiss me, Ay?"

"No, a little at the sight of people, ashamed of Mas." I refused who immediately wore a helmet covering the glass, after all many who came out of the apartment.

Mas Abyan smiled sitting on the bike. Following sat behind Mas Abyan. "Handle, Ay."

"Hmmm, yes Mas." My hands were coiled in Mas Abyan's stomach.

"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim" he said turning on the bike and initially walking.

It feels like carrying a motorcycle with a halal partner, different if carrying a car, maybe if the motorbike can be close together, if the car is difficult.

The vehicle stopped at a red light.

"Sister, can you contact me?" said the beautiful woman next to us.

Abyan was silent, not responding.

"So don't be too arrogant and don't do it" he said, who was not aware I was behind in the bonceng Mas Abyan.

Mas Abyan remained silent as he looked the other way.

"You didn't answer, there's a woman next to us with acquaintances" I said in Mas Abyan's ear.

"No, Ay. One is not yet official, two" he replied ambiguously.

"I mean, what mama?" nope.

"Mamas just had a girlfriend, Ay. Not yet a wife." he said the more confused I am.

"I mean I'm not Mamas' wife?"

"Title the wife if it's a complete package."

"Mas, come on acquaintance oruh." hold Mas Abyan's hand for a moment.

Opening the glass helmet. "Sir, you can't, don't flirt with people's husbands." I'm upset.

"Ih, it's not suitable Ma'am to be the wife of a handsome brother, it's suitable that you're the same sister Brother."

"Mas.." pinched the stomach Mas Abyan asked in martial.

"Aw, sick Ay." lied, but I pinch not too strong.

"Believe me why?" spoiled puraku.

Opening the glass helmet. "Sorry Ma'am, don't bother, if my boyfriend is angry it could be unemployment." cover the helmet glass.

"Tuh ‘kan, new girlfriend. Hallucinations himself." said the woman talking to her friend.

"Mas down on the side of the road" I said annoyed, my time was not considered a wife.

The light turned green, back Mas Abyan walked.

"Why is that, Ay?" stop by the side of the road.

I'm down. "Say, I'm not Mamas' wife."

"Udah males I'm arguing with Mamas, let's go down."

"Ay, seriously Mamas?"

"I'm more serious, don't tell me Mamas lied yesterday when Ijab kobul?" who knows that.

Her smile. "Don't think negatively, Ay. We are going out first, if the husband and wife have played there. Having a child to live happily." obviously made me speechless, understood Mas Abyan's intention.

"Hmmm!"

"Here you sit down, you'll be there soon." he asked.

Following directions, sit on the motor. "Y grip." took my hand wrapped around his belly.

Shame about that speech.

Walking back, it didn't take long, we both stopped in front of the towering fence.

It looks like a simple, but magnificent home. This is my house, it's huge.

Tin!

Mas Abyan gave the code, so that in the gate opened, the security who sat watching us immediately ran around to open the fence.

"Sorry sir, I think someone else. Usually I get in the car."

"It's okay, my wife is craving to ride a motorcycle" he said.

"Mas, don't tell me because I was sick yesterday, Mamas was hallucinating" I said annoyed, not to cause new problems.

"I'm kidding, sir." He spoke to Mr. Scurity.

"Ah yes, sir."

"I go in first." kindly Mas Abyan spoke.

"Yes, sir."

The motor is brought in, stopping in front of the terrace.

We both got off, took off the helm. "This is our home?"

"Hmmm, let's go inside." he asked.

Chequek!

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Mas Abyan and I entered.

"Waalaikumussalam" said the middle-aged woman running around to meet us.

"Ay, it's Bi Ning." Mas Abyan looked at Bi Ning. "Bi, this is my girlfriend, Zahra."

Looking at Mas Abyan, narrowed to two eyes.

"Wife times, sir." Bi Ning replied casually, like the two of them had been familiar.

"Bi's girlfriend, we're not married" I added.

"Married time, Non." Bi Ning replied to me in surprise.

Naturally Bi Ning thought so, seeing the two of us split up the room.

Mas Abyan just put on a smile. "Auntie's just kidding, Non" he continued casually. "Auntie to the kitchen used to be still cooking, Mister easily told Aunt to prepare food because today was the first time she wanted to eat with employees here" he explained.

"Yes Bi! Uh wait, Bi." stop me. "Can I help Auntie cook?" surprised me there is aja Mas Abyan makes me uncomfortable with his behavior, said from this morning, today there is a dinner-eating event.

"No need, Ay. We want to see the house." stop Mas Abyan.

"Yes, Non. Cuisine is also briefly finished, already we eat together." casual talking.

"Yuk.." Mas Abyan asked.

"Ah yes, thank you Bi." I said embarrassedly.

Bi Ning just smiled.

Looking around in the room was white paint while all the doors and windows were black. The aesthetic looks make me comfortable.

"Mas, Bi Ning is here and how many employees are there?"

"Bi Ning is here just to clean up, Ay. As always. If the employee is just Mr. Scurity up front."

"Mas, I ‘kan unemployed now, Bi Ning time is still there."

"This house is big, Ay. We will share it."

Hmmm, yeah.

The road follows Mas Abyan. "This is your room, that's Mamas' room" he pointed to two rooms facing a distance of approximately three meters.

Hmmm, we're still separating rooms as it turns out. How else to come with the ajelah.

Seriate...