The Boss' Wife
Chapter 89 The Alleged Widow

1 Month more Mas Abyan was busy with his work, I was also busy with typing the script with Falisha at home.

After my script was written and approved by the management, the editing was started, I was also busy with Falisha who often saw the artist who played the drama. Everything looks good, I'm ending the story happy ending. But I don't know, my relationship and Mas Abyan how the future?

Mas Abyan also does not know, I work like this, he only knows, if I go out with Falisha for a walk. I wanted to admit I was a writer, but Mas Abyan didn't seem to have time for me to tell a story. It was like making a gap between the two of us.

Meet Mas Abyan only, only breakfast, because he likes to go home at night. Sometimes do not go home, right said Falisha, be ready for Mas Abyan and Pak Aziz to be lovers because they are always together.

"Ra, get out yuk, hang out at the sidewalk cafe." asked Falisha who had been sleeping at home for a few days with me.

We both sat upstairs.

I saw the clock on my phone. "It's 9, Sha."

"Emang why? The city of Jakarta 24 hours ramainya, ordinary times." clearly Falisha looks bored.

"Yes, tell the husbands before they go out."

"Udah no need, besides they are also living again in the company. We're also just a little while." prevent Falisha.

"Yes too. How's mika?"

"Now, he who hangs out, he says bored at home, Mas Idris is busy operating the same night watch."

"Why are the three of us so single gini yes, have a husband but do not feel have?" obviously me.

"Well if you know, let's go." Falisha stand. "We picked up Mika, slept at the hotel." The way to the elevator.

I followed behind, bored at home.

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"Which cafe is good?" ask Falisha to drive the car slowly, looking for a place.

"There, Sha!" show Mika the cafe by the side of the road. "It looks like it's not too crowded."

"Oh, okay!" Falisha starts parking the car. "Yuk down." continued again while releasing the seat belt.

"Come.." Mika and I answered simultaneously.

"Sit there," pointed to Mika a long wooden chair.

"Yuk" asked Falisha.

I'm with the gang leader, where they are, that's where I'm at.

"What message?" ask Falisha while sitting.

"Gue Es capuccino 1, the same as potato steak" said Mika.

"Elu Ra?" Falisha saw me.

"Juice oranges one, same rujak mango 1." I want to eat that sour-sweet.

"Ra, seriously?" ask Falisha.

"So seriously, I lied." I answered honestly.

"Don't say el-"

"Pregnant that." I answered immediately cut off Mika's words.

Mika and Falisha nodded their heads in unison.

"Which first unseal the two of you." I'm obviously right.

"Gue is coming up the month of Ra, and it's also finished today. You also know." said Falisha.

"Mending you have come the moon, I just arrived this afternoon." said Mika.

Falisha and Mika saw me. "Lu, Ra?"

Last time his period when mas Abyan buyin I bandage anyway. Who knows if I'm late, I like it too. "Not yet dated, at most. I was so ordinary there were no signs. Anyway yes, we often eat rujak drink this. Don't think that it's not, it hasn't happened yet. I wish line 2 was sad. Meet mas Abyan aja morning, plus thought that earlier. Hah not my life is happy, even miserable, my stress will be." obviously I'm right.

"Yes, too" said Mika.

"Message there, we eat together." I ordered.

"Ah Iya-iya, I also have not eaten rujak in the plus sambal, hmmm for Saliva I want to flow" said Falisha.

"I am too." I also imagine the taste of the sour-sweet mango.

"Bang!" falisha's hand waved calling for the clerk to be near the cashier.

"Yes, what message?"

"Now" Falisha wrote her order. "Don't you take it long, Bang?"

Officer takes. "Wait a minute, yeah neng."

Yheng!

The guitar sounds started to sound. "Hello mbak-mbak beautiful, can you join?" said one of the 3 men who are fairly handsome, looks his age under me, Falisha and Mika.

"May." replied Falisha casually.

"Eh Sha,"

"There are young men, besides your men are busy, consider it refreshing" said Falisha cut my talk.

"Yes Ra, justin. It's just singing doang." Mika replied.

"Hmmm, yes."

"You can sit, but you can sing well" Mika said to the 3 men.

"Every beautiful neng" replied the three of them who were sitting before us.

We look like we are together again, frustrated because husbands are busy in their own world, so here's how. But as long as I'm not cheating, it's safe.

Yheng!

Which horse is the horse that the master likes,

The white horse the white horse in the stable.

Widow where the widow where the lord is pleased,

White widow long-haired white widow.

Widow where the widow where the lord is pleased,

The white widow the white widow the blonde.

"Khem, who's the widow?"

The man stopped playing his music, as we all heard the voice of someone behind Mika. Looking back, I was surprised to find Mr. Aziz, behind Falisha to my right. Behind me is Mas Abyan. Looking to the left, behind Mika was Doctor Idris. Well, fuck me. Why do the three of them know we're here?

"What are you looking for?" a guy who plays guitar.

"Gue asked who's the widow here?" Idris asked, sounding annoyed. I saw Falisha and Mika they both only held a forehead. Ah, come on, understand me.

The women gathered to see the men behind me, Mika and Falisha.

"Well, look at these three mbak. We think widows are beautiful. We're ready to be his new companion, if the sisters who are still dressed in this office looking for women, not this one." obviously one of the men's words made things more difficult.

"Have I said widow" said Mika softly.

"Where is the widow here?" falisha said softly.

"Moreover me." I said, in defense.

"It's my wife." Hugged Doctor Idris around Mika's neck.

"This is my life companion." hug Mr. Aziz around Falisha's neck.

Mas Abyan was silent for a moment, seemingly thinking of something. "This." carried me directly. "Mother of my children."

Everyone who saw was surprised. "What?" utter simultaneously.

"Mas alight, shame." I asked.

Mas Abyan looked at me with a flat face, a vision that made me difficult to swallow saliva.

"Dris, Ziz. Take your wives home." Mas Abyan ordered.

"Yes, let's go home. The smell of something here is not good." said Doctor Idris.

"Hmmm, it stinks." continued Mr. Aziz.

"You what?" ask Abyan, confused.

I also tried to smell what Idris and Mr. Aziz said, even the smell of sweet Abyan mas.

"Bau-bau pelakor." replied Doctor Idris loudly, all who were noisily silent.

"You brought your wives home, including me." Mas Abyan looked at me with a cold face.

"Mbak, Mommy. Sorry, here's the order." said the employee came with our order.

"Wrap, my wife's order. Take it to the car." Mas Abyan took me straight to the parking lot.

"Mas alambarin, I can walk." I said slowly in Mas Abyan's ear.

Abyan was silent, without answering. It appears that he will soon preach.

Seriate...