The Boss' Wife
Ch - 84 Interrupting

Walking through the hallway into the room that has been prepared, the day is also nine at night. All the families are still down, only Mika, Doctor Idris, Mr. Aziz, Falisha, Mas Darman, Oma Farra, and Mother have already entered the room, Dameer's father is still down talking to the client.

Mas Abyan was still busy talking, because I was tired of going back to the room, Mas Abyan followed me.

Mas Abyan opened the door.

We both stopped for a while to see the room that was said to be ready for the newlyweds. "It looks like we got the wrong room, Mas?" I said I saw Mas Abyan.

"But just now, the clerk gave the key to this room, Ay." Mas Abyan saw me.

"Mistakeably. Try Mamas phone Mr. Aziz tanyain, they got the wrong room?" my orders who knows the employee gave the wrong room.

"Behold," Mas Abyan took the phone in his pants pocket, pressed the phone screen, continued to put it in his ear.

A few seconds Mas Abyan away from the cellphone, back himself calling, waiting for an answer, Mas Abyan back away from the phone from his ear.

"No lift, Ay." said Mas Abyan put the phone back into his pants pocket.

"Doctor Idris, how is it?"

"Not lift either. Are we going to their room, Tanya?" mas Abyan Solutions.

"Yes Mas, we ask first." approved Mas Abyan's solution, baby, is the bridal room that has been decorated is not in use, even we both use, why try?

"Mamas know where the room is?" I asked when I left the room, looking for Falisha and Pak Aziz's room.

"He said four hundred and seven, Ay. In this hallway."

We're both looking for the number four hundred and seven. "Here, Ay." point at Mas Abyan to his left.

"Try it, Mom?"

"Hmmm," began Mas Abyan raising his right hand to knock on the door.

Tok to tok.

We both waited.

"Not opened, Ay?"

Tok to tok.

Back Mas Abyan knocked on the door, we both waited for a few seconds. It's not open either.

"Are you asleep, Mom?" we both saw each other.

"Is that right, Ay?" Mas Abyan looked like he was thinking in another direction.

"Who knows, Ma-"

Chequek!

Mr. Aziz opened the door, wearing a kimono towel with less regular breathing. "Hmmm, what are you doing here?" he said stand behind the door.

Abyan was smiling. "I'm sorry to bother you" said Mas Abyan, looking uncomfortable.

"Ah, it's okay. What's up?"

"This is your room with Falisha?" ask Mas Abyan.

"Hmmm, why is it?" Mr. Aziz seemed to start breathing casually.

"Your room is inlaid?"

"Yes, in the ornaments. Why the hell?" Mr. Aziz looked increasingly curious.

"Gue can be a room, but it's already in ornament, in your room you think the same Idris." explained Mas Abyan.

"Try you to ask Idris." Mr. Aziz ordered.

"Hmmm, okay! Sorry to bother." Mas Abyan smiled.

"Disturb what?" Mr. Aziz was seen covering something up.

"It's okay, I went to Idris's room first." wanted to turn around, Mas Abyan went back to see Mr. Aziz. "Eh wait for Ziz." Mas Abyan stopped Paka Aziz who wanted to close the door.

"Why again?" Mr. Aziz looks upset.

"I'm sorry, not delaying. I forgot what number Idris' room was?"

"Not wrong number four hundred and nine" explained Mr. Aziz.

"Mistaken one."

"If you're wrong, you just ask the receptionist below." Mr. Aziz looks increasingly upset.

"Lu why the hell, like interrupted aj-"

"Mas, have it." I'm not breaking up to disturb the heat anymore.

Mas Abyan put on a smile. "Hmmm, close the door." Mas Abyan ordered to walk back, following him from behind.

"Mamas, just disturb" I said insinuating Mas Abyan. "Try Mamas in a mess will be angry."

Abyan stopped seeing me. "Mamas is not wrong, only just nanya." defending does not want to be blamed.

"Hmmm, it's up to Mamas." I'm looking for Mika's room and Doctor Idris's.

"Well this, Mas." looked at the four hundred and nine room to the right of Mas Abyan.

"Yes, Ay." Mas Abyan's hand wanted to knock on the door, but stopped.

"Let's... Aaaa.... Aaaah." clearly heard in the room.

We both just closed our eyes, it seemed like we were both wrong time to ask.

"We asked the receptionist Mas." gave a solution.

"Hmmm, yes Ay."

We walked towards the elevator. "Abyan, Zahra." Oma's voice was clearly heard calling us.

We were both looking for the source of the sound, and Oma was standing in front of the room.

"Where are you two going?" Oma approaching.

"Bottom Oma, ask the room." replied Mas Abyan.

"How much is your room?" Oma looks restraining.

"That's the end, Oma." point Mas Abyan, to the end of the hallway.

"Is that really your room?" obviously Oma.

"But the room is inlaid, which is the bride of Idris and Falisha" explained Mas Abyan.

"Oma ask, you two newlyweds enjoy your time" said Oma smiling.

Seeing how Oma felt?

Mas Abyan let out a rough breath. "Yes, Ay. We go back to the room." Mas Abyan.

"Hmmm, yes, yes."

"We'll come here first, Oma." I said.

"Yes, Ra." smile Oma.

We both went back into the room.

Mas Abyan closed the door, whereas I remembered the moment we both first met.

"Why, Ay?" asked Mas Abyan to approach me.

"Mamas remember, when we first entered a room not far like this?" I clearly remember Mas Abyan.

Abyan was smiling. "That time you were afraid to see, Mamas. You want to sleep on the sofa Mamas forbid, you keep making a partition so that Mamas does not do pervert." Mas Abyan remembered the incident.

Smiling remembering that. "Teach me, who wants to get married. Even though Mamas looks charming." I answered honestly.

Kuping Mas Abyan blushed I praise. "But Mamas understands that." explained Mas Abyan.

"Memorize what, Mas?" I pretended not to know.

"Have a bath there, first. Mamas wants to design a job for a while." Mas Abyan's orders redirect to another discussion.

Shame on you, Mas. How do you want to explain?

"Hmmm, yes Mas." mulaiku stepped up, to the bathroom

"Wait, Ay!" Abyan stopped my steps.

"Why Mas?" back to seeing Mas Abyan.

"Tomorrow morning we want to go to Bogor to see the rice fields yesterday that Mamas promised, all Mamas want to see the project that is being built."

"Sir Aziz is coming, Mas?"

"No, Mamas. There's a general manager there."

"Hmmm, yes, yes."

Way back into the bathroom, without locking the door. Looking at the bathtub containing the rose again, I love this. Removing all clothes, just go in and soak, let alone this water mixed with milk makes the skin better.

Seriate...